Bullied Cinderella - Hollie Hutchins Page 0,50
rasped, not wanting to fight or play games anymore.
“I’ve been watching you,” he confessed.
I could see how hard he was breathing from the motions of his chest and his nostrils flaring. I slowly wrapped my arms around and parted my lips, waiting. His hands dug into my bare hips and pulled them against his. I was already moaning between breaths, feeling full of overwhelming desire. I had been left alone with nothing but my own touch and my dirty thoughts of him for too long. Now I could reach out and run my fingers through his chest hair and feel the heat of his breath. I could feel his erection underneath the water, grazing my stomach. He was ripe fruit just hanging there for me to pick.
He leaned in close and grazed his lips against my neck. His hands snuck their way between my legs, teasing around everything I needed him to touch the most.
“Is this what you’ve been wanting?”
“Not quite,” I grinned, urging his touch to center on my tingling bundle of nerves.
As his fingers slowly began giving me tastes of what I wanted in small, torturing stokes, I tilted my head and opened my mouth, taking his tongue against mine. For as rushed and urgent as everything had been the first time, he seemed to be making me pay for it now by moving painfully slow.
As our kiss deepened, he brushed one hand along the back of my neck and up to my cheek. He threatened to slide his fingers inside of me as we drank each other in. My body grew hot, even surrounded by the cool water. Suddenly, it felt like we were in hot springs. My nipples were hard, grazing against his chest.
Just as I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he ran one hand around to the back of my thigh and jerked me in close to him. He did it so swiftly that it made me gasp. With no space left between us and one of my legs wrapped tightly around him, he thrust his fingers forward, bending them to stroke me in all the perfect places.
“This? Is this better?”
“Yes…,” I hissed.
“That’s what you’ve been thinking about all these days you spent lying around here on full display...tormenting me?”
“Yes!” I cried out again as he hooked his touch even further inside of me, moving faster. His thumb padded against my clit, rubbing it in circles.
“What did you do while you were watching me?” I asked, gripping his erection in my hand beneath the water. “Did you behave?”
A sly grin eased across his face as he clenched his teeth beneath my grip. “No, Lucia. You should know by now that I never behave. Especially around you.”
We stroked each other harder, clawing into each other’s skin with our free hands. Again, I knew I should have been embarrassed, but knowing that he had been watching this whole time only made my past fantasies that much sweeter. Something about it turned me on and pushed me to the edge so much faster than usual. Or maybe it was how expertly Leo touched me. I didn’t care which it was, or even if it was a little of both, as the wave of ecstasy crashed over me and I shuddered against his body.
He hissed and bit into my neck while I came, and once I was finished he didn’t waste any time lifting me up around him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he guided us to the edge of the water, pressing my back to the dirt wall.
“I love the way your pussy feels when you cum,” he hummed into my ear. “I like the way it feels, even more when I’m inside of you.”
All at once, he thrusted into me, filling me completely. I cried out and clenched the earth behind my head. To think just moments ago, I was imagining him fucking me up against a wall. And now there we were. He angled into me just as perfectly as I had imagined he would. His muscles tightened and clenched as he moved in and out of me, slowly at first. There was something splendid about taking him in slowly, which we hadn’t bothered with the first time. Now I could relish in the sight of him as he slid in and out again. I knew he was taking his time just to antagonize me.
“What is it, baby?” he teased. “Is this not what you imagined?”
“Harder,” I begged.
With one fatal swoop, he