I glance around, wondering where he is and if he can see me right now. Can he hear me? Not knowing excites me more.
“I need you to use your fingers for me. Pretend it’s my hands all over you.”
I glide my fingers down my torso, wishing Draven’s hands were on me.
I can’t believe I’m really doing this right now, but I can’t stop, even if I wanted to.
“Touch yourself where you want me most.”
My fingers slip beneath the waistband of my panties, and I dip my hand lower, pressing the pad of my middle finger against my clit.
“Tell me how it feels. Does it feel good?”
“It feels so good,” I whisper into the empty room.
The door opens, and I sit up straight in the bed, not removing my hand from my panties. Draven enters the room, the look of pain written all over his face. He doesn’t come any closer as his eyes blaze over me.
“Are you doing what I’ve asked?” His voice is low, seductive, like he’s unsure of how I’ll answer.
“Yes, Draven. I need more.”
He takes one step closer. “I wanted to see this in person.”
I squirm in the bed. “I’d rather have you touch me.”
He grates through clenched teeth. “No. I won’t be able to stop if I do.”
I press my finger harder on my clit, rubbing. “I don’t care.”
He steps closer, eyes glazed. “I care.”
I close my eyes as I continue touching myself, wishing it were him instead. “I guess I’ll just have to do things myself.”
He takes a shaky breath. “I want that, Allison.”
“What else do you want?” I ask, feeling courageous, feeling more and more confident.
“I want you to rub your essence all over your body. I want to smell your arousal everywhere.” He rips the covers from my body, tossing them onto the floor. For a second, I think he’s going to ravage me, but he gains control, biting his bottom lip. “Take off your clothes. I need to see all of you.”
I’m so turned on at this point that I do what he asks as quickly as I can, hoping he’ll lose his control.
But he holds strong, staring at every inch of me as I undress.
Naked, I lie back on the bed. “Like this?” I ask as I spread my legs, slipping my hand back between my thighs. I’ve never been this brave with sex. Usually, I’m a turn-the-lights-off kind of woman, so this is new territory.
And I am conquering it.
Draven leans closer, his eyes flickering over my most private parts. “Show me how wet you are.”
I drag my fingers through my wetness, gathering it all over my fingers. “Soaked,” I whisper.
“Now rub your arousal over your beautiful tits.”
I do as he says, and he licks his lips. “I want to see you too.”
He palms the thick ridge in his pants, showcasing his hardness. “You want this?”
“Yes.”