"You see something you like?"
I licked my lips. "Yeah. I think I do."
Her smile tipped at one corner first before spreading over her whole face. And Jesus Christ, she was a stunner. My gaze drank her in as I tried to figure out what part of her I wanted to devour first. And I kept going back to her nipples.
I wanted her more than I'd probably wanted anything in my life. And I wanted to take her raw and dirty and fuck, I wanted to do things to her I had probably never done to anybody in my life. What was it about Nyla Kincade?
Nyla leaned back on the countertop. "East, I'm waiting."
Her impudent words shook me out of my stupor. "Are you now?"
She smiled at me then. And then parted her legs. "Fuck." I should've known she wasn't going to play fair. She was wearing these champagne colored knickers that were mostly lace. And if I looked hard enough, I could see a small thatch of hair. Oh fuck, I wanted to lick her.
She was not in control here.
Are you sure about that?
My dick also chimed in. Look, mate. We just want inside. Now is not the time to wrestle for control. March forward, lick something. Stick me inside. Easy.
I knew what my dick wanted. I knew what my mouth wanted. Hell, my hands were itching to touch her. But if I let her be in control now, I was going to end up completely whipped.
Oh, you mean there's a chance you're not already?
Shut up. I wasn't sure who I was mentally berating. Probably my dick.
"Oh, so you mean to tease?"
She flashed a grin, and she looked so innocent and so dirty. "Oh, I'm not teasing now. I'm not teasing yet. You'll know when I am."
"Oh, really?"
I hooked my thumbs into my boxer briefs and slowly walked them down, freeing the full length of my cock. I knew what I looked like. Thick and long. I knew I was big. I was rewarded by her eyes going wide and her lips parting and a small, "Oh."
"Ah, that's the perfect way I want your mouth. You're going to suck this."
All she did was nod slowly and lick her lips.
Again, she was in control because now, because all I could think about was her mouth on me, her tongue swirling over my head.
What happened to you being in control?
Shut up.
"Bring it on over here, and I might suck it."
"Might?" I coughed a laugh. God, she was so sexy.
I gripped the base, slowly sliding up the shaft and rubbing over the tip. I was so sensitive I hissed. And then smoothing back down, the precum making it so much easier to glide.
Nyla bit her bottom lip. "Okay, enough teasing. Come here."
No. I don't think I will just yet. "Panties. Knickers. Gone. Now."
She lifted a brow. But then she hooked her thumb into the delicate straps of lace and satin, lifted her hips, and did away with her knickers. But then her knees were together, which wasn't what I wanted.
"Open your legs."
She lifted a brow. But then complied.
"Like this?"
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She was teasing me. She was going to kill me. She was doing it on purpose, and she liked it.
"Wider."
She assumed a wider stance. Propping herself up and bracing herself.
God, her lips were mouthwatering.
And then Nyla did the one thing I didn't expect. She slipped a hand down her tummy and over the thin strip of hair leading to my promised land. "East. I don't know if I can wait. I need you so much."
And then the tip of her middle finger slid over her clit, and I fucking lost it.
Still working my cock, I stalked over to her. "Oh, someone's a little tease, are you?"
"Well, I mean you do like to watch, don't you? I'm just helping."
I kissed her harshly. My tongue taking full control. Letting her know that I was in charge and I was not fucking around.
She gave me a muffled groan and kissed me back. I could tell she was still touching herself.
I let go of my cock. Her hand brushed over him, and I shook.
She paused. And then instead of playing with herself, she wrapped her hand around me and stroked.
I would love to say that I had some witty repartee, that there was something I could say that was going to make any kind of sense. But fuck, when she notched the tip of me against her clit, I'm not embarrassed to say I saw stars. Okay? I got a little dizzy.
My knees might have buckled. Shoot me. But it would've happened to anyone.
More precum.
She moaned my name then.
"East. Wow. You are so hot and hard and soft at the same time, and I don't think I'm going to make it."
"Fuck, Nyla."
"East, God. Feels so good."
And then she did something else unexpected. She released me. Whether it was to loop her arms back around my neck and bring me closer so we could kiss or whether it was deliberate, I didn’t know. But when she released me the tip of my cock nudged her cleft. And God, she was wet. So wet. Dripping. Soaking. I held perfectly still. There was something I needed to do. I just needed to remember what the fuck it was.
She held perfectly still too, but I could feel her pussy clenching around the tip of my head. And I couldn't do anything. I couldn't move, I couldn't think, couldn't breathe.
"East, oh my God."
"I know. I feel it too. I... We... I can't."
"No. Of course you can't. We're not teenagers."
"No, of course not."
But her pussy did that thing again, trying to draw me inside. And fuck it, my hips notched up just a little.
"Fuck."
Her eyes went wide. "Oh my God. You're not going to fit."
I notched my hips back. No. We weren't going to do this. Not like this. Not
