her flesh, along her stomach then up between her breasts before dragging my thumb up the length of her neck. Goosebumps rose all over her body and she melted back against me as a shaky breath left her.
“That’s how I know you’re mine, hummingbird.” I bit down on the shell of her ear and her ass ground against my hard cock, making both of us groan. I slid my hand over her right breast, squeezing and circling my thumb over her peaked nipple through the lace of her bra. “I feel you even when you’re not here. But when you are, it feels like this all the fucking time.” I ran my free hand down her stomach, making her inhale deeply as I trailed my fingers over the outside of her panties and her hips bucked a little with need.
“I’m the crime you’re tempted to commit,” I growled as she whimpered for more of my touch. “And you know once you give in, you’ll commit it again and again because of how good it feels to sin with me.”
“Fox,” she half moaned, half begged and I got so hard for her at the sound of her saying my name like that that it practically hurt.
I slid my fingers down onto her clit through her panties and a heady moan left her as I circled them once, giving her just enough to know how good this could be.
“Fox, wait,” she panted as she reached a hand back to cling to my neck, her hips rocking to try and force me to contradict her complaints. “We can’t. I can’t be all in with you.”
I tugged on her nipple and she released a desperate noise in her throat, her nails digging into my neck.
“Stop,” she panted.
“Stop enjoying it,” I countered.
“I’m not yours,” she said breathily. “This doesn’t make me yours.”
“I’m only touching your bra and panties, baby, seems like it doesn’t count to me,” I said, leaning down to bite her neck hard enough to mark her.
“You mean that?” she demanded, her back arching and her whole body coming alive for me. It felt so fucking good and my head was so far gone. I needed her so bad. And I needed her to know what this fire between us felt like when we poured a little gasoline on it.
“I mean it,” I said firmly, taking my hand from her breast and tugging her hair to make her look at me in the mirror and see the truth in my eyes. She sucked her lower lip and I ran my middle finger up and down over her clit, her hips chasing the movement as she tried to steal a kiss from my lips. I didn’t let her, tightening my grip on her hair. This was for her. And she was going to witness every second of it.
I angled her chin so she looked down at my hand on her pussy before dropping my other hand and squeezing her breast in a firm, possessive grasp. She shuddered, leaning back against me and I swear I could feel the heat in her veins, the electricity charging every particle in her flesh.
I needed her to feel good for me, I needed her to see why we were perfect for each other even if I still couldn’t truly have her. I scored my thumb over her nipple, making her moan for me once more and she arched back against me, gasping, panting, falling apart for me. I worked my fingers faster on her clit and she moaned my name again, making an animal growl leave me as I held her upright.
She shivered and tipped her head back against my shoulder and I moved my hand from her breast to her mouth, stifling her cry as she came for me and feeling the warmth of her breaths against my palm, making my cock throb in desperation. God, it felt so fucking hot having her like this. I swear I’d die happy if I could make her mine for even a damn hour.
When her shoulders relaxed, I slid my fingers down between her thighs, rubbing my hand over the wet patch on her panties with a smirk, my head buzzing over the fact that I’d done that to her.
Her cheeks were flushed as I let her go and she turned to me, raising her chin. “You swear that didn’t count towards your delusions that I’m yours?” she demanded and I gave her a sideways grin, painting a cross over