gets up and sits back on his knees between my spread legs. “Touch yourself, Sierra,” he orders.
Suddenly I feel shy. No man has ever seen me masturbate before and now Hale wants to watch it from this very close up and personal vantage point. Pulling the blue scrubs top over his head, he flings it to the floor. Now sitting bare-chested between my legs, he pushes my thighs farther apart.
“Come on, Sierra. Show me how you get off when you think about my cock in you.” And he spreads me even wider. I am totally open to him and the thought that he could be thrusting into me at any time is getting me very wet. With my forefinger, I slowly circle my clit. Very gently Hale runs a single finger up my slit, just slightly dipping inside of me and then moves his finger to where mine is to moisten the area. His eyes never leave mine.
“You are so damn sexy, mermaid. The night I met you, I went home and jerked off in the shower thinking about you. About your gorgeous hair, and those nipples, which yes, I will suck and your pretty smile and that you knew about the history of that bar and because you weren’t even wearing make-up and you didn’t care.”
As my finger works in circles, my breathing gets ragged. He pushes his hair back and I notice he’s practically panting, watching my finger.
“Look at me, Hale.” I demand of him. “What do you want to do to me? Tell me.”
“It’s what I want to do to you first, that is the issue,” and he laughs.
“I just want you to kiss me.”
“I will after you come.”
He’s going to make me work for it.
“Well, how about this,” Removing my finger from touching myself, I extend my arm to him. “How about if you finish me.”
Taking my finger, he sucks it into his mouth. Smiling, he lies down alongside of me. Not missing a beat, his finger takes over. His free hand goes around the back of my head, bringing my lips to his.
“The things I do for you, woman.”
I can feel the smile on his lips against mine, but I’m greedy, my tongue searching for his with a longing, although it has only been a few days since they last met. So much has happened and the minute our lips engage, I feel this overwhelming urgency. This almost didn’t happen. Sunday’s outcome could have been very different. So, this is a gift and the feeling in my heart surges.
His kisses are making me extremely wet, I need him to know so I press down onto his hand to show him just what he is doing to me. As if knowing exactly what my body is saying it needs next, I feel his fingers slide into me as the heel of his palm continues to apply sublime pressure to my clit. The exploration of his fingers have me out of control, attempting to feverishly ride his hand. When he dips his head and sucks my left nipple into his mouth, I totally fall apart against his palm, shattering into a million pieces. Pressing harder against my orgasm, the rumble continues until I’m wracked with aftershocks, trying to pull away because I can’t take any more.
“Do you really think I won’t satisfy you?” His grin is smug. And covering my body with his, he moves to sucking my right nipple, while pinching and twisting the left. “I have dreamed of these two little witches.”
“They are sluts,” I agree.
“My little sluts. They like me,” he laughs.
“It’s true,” I’m laughing now, “they see you and start showing off.”
Getting off the bed, Hale peels off the scrub pants, revealing a very hard cock under his black boxer briefs. “Are you on anything?”
I nod. And with that the briefs come down and I know that girth is going to feel good, so damn good.
Going back to kneeling between my legs, Hale takes the tip of his cock and rubs it the length of my slit.
Gasping when he applies slight pressure, but doesn’t actually push into me, he looks down on me with a teasing grin, “You just got me nice and wet,” he claims. “I think I’ll do that again.” Slowly he runs the length of his cock along me for another run, this time pressing a little harder as he reaches my opening and just hovering there. Taunting me.
With my feet behind him, I press them into his ass, trying