Dirty Seduction

But as soon as he starts walking toward me, I can’t move. There’s a heat in his eyes that has me wanting to slide my finger back in my pussy, but instead, I very slowly bring my hand

nd fucks themselves? Maybe I can convi

rrassed to do so. I focus on his throat but as soon as he swallows, I have an overwhelming urge to lick my

’t realize you

ment in his voice is damn easy to pick up on, a

night. I just came down to get a snack. It sounds

ing onto my shoulder. I feel the heat of his skin throug

k at

My god, just the sound of it has my pussy springing to life again. When he gives my shoulder a gentle squeeze, I slowly lift my gaze, letting my eyes trail over hi

s him lifting an eyebrow at me. I do a lame fake cough, trying to cover it which only makes him smile, and it’s the sexie

him, he asks, “So what were y

g thrown at me when I remember how he

I heard your voice, so I thought I’d just peek in a

heart races when his eyes trail to

teresting way o

mine, he gives me a wink that s

n,” I say, hoping to still

ingers around my wrist before pulling my hand up between us. My traitorous g

e can see into my very soul. I look for signs that he’s upset or disgusted,

gne is not helping me think straight. I’m just a puddle of arousal, and if I could for

ile keeping his eyes locked on mine. The groan he lets out has me so wet I ca

ge to whisper. “I alw

ully wicked. “I’m very glad to hear that,” he says

as he licks and sucks me clean. I feel like I’m about to orgasm again. My whole body is li

ther moan, I see him smile around my fingers. I want to cry in

wanting to grind myself against him. “A man can only take so much temptati

slowly shaking my head no, willing it not to be true as one hand goes up to my face. When I feel the mask still on my skin, I give an embarrassed groan and bolt

ing through me because holy fuck! The memory of Mr. Mancini licking the pussy juice off my fin