Hothead (Irresistible 4)
I wanted to let every filthy thought in my head roll off my tongue, but I controlled myself because she looked pitifully tormented right now – hot, bothered and going through a mental crisis.
“You’re torturing me, Drew,” she whispered finally.
“Trust me, I know how that feels.”
“You’re not the one who hasn’t had sex in five months.”
“I haven’t jerked off in twenty-four hours, and considering the sounds you made when you came the other night, that’s starting to feel a lot like five months,” I muttered.
“Please don’t talk about that night.”
“Why?” I growled. “Because it make
s your pussy wet?”
“Yes, Drew,” she hissed. “And considering how weird things got after that, we definitely cannot have sex. We can’t.”
“Are you telling me, or you telling yourself?”
“I’m telling us both,” she glared, sitting back on her feet with resolve. “No sexual touching.”
“Right.” I stared back at her for a second. “In that case, I’m going to jerk off. And since that requires taking my dick out, I’m going to need you to be a good girl and go up to your room.”
She shot me a look for the deliberately condescending tone. But she didn’t leave, and I wasn’t going to stop on her behalf.
With my eyes pinned on Evie, I pushed my sweats down, letting my erection spring free right before her.
“Fuck,” she breathed out, her lips parting and her wide eyes getting wider as I cradled my heavy shaft in my palm, rubbing my thumb slowly against the ridge of my head. I was already rock-hard, but I felt myself harder as Evie stayed put, hypnotized by the sight of pre-cum beading at the tip.
“Are you going to watch me, baby?” I rasped as I began stroking my dick right in front of her. She answered by eyeing me for a second before letting her gaze fall once again. “What, this doesn’t break the rule?” I muttered, my thighs flexed because the sensation was already unreal.
“I’m not touching you,” Evie murmured in a daze, unconsciously licking her lips as she watched me pump my cock faster now, my head rolling back every once in awhile.
But I could never take my gaze off of her for long. I had to enjoy my incredible view. Fully soak it in as much as I could, because for fuck’s sake, I was relaxed on my couch, cock out and jerking off right in front of Evie’s gorgeous face. She looked so cute, so transfixed as I started jacking it hard like I did when I was home alone. She squirmed in her kneeling position, playing nervously with the hem of her shirt. Yeah. Keep doing that, I urged, watching her twist her top harder and harder as I pumped my dick faster and faster. She was stretching her neckline down so far on her full tits that I was one twist away from watching them spring free.
“Not wearing a bra?” I panted.
“I am.”
“Then why can I see your nipples so clearly?”
“Because they’re hard.”
“Show me.”
She startled out of her state, looking up with surprise at my demand. But it lasted barely a second before she turned the tables on me, grasping her neckline and giving one hard yank so her tits popped out.
“Fuck, baby.” My fist was a blur on my cock as I devoured my view. “Jesus fucking Christ, Evie,” I growled as I watched her push those perfect things together, rolling those tight, rosy nipples between her fingers. “I need to touch them.”
“You can’t.”
“Let me suck on them.”
“No.”
“Then bounce them for me.”
“That I’ll do,” she smirked. I growled as sensation tingled from every corner of my body, the pressure building so hard in my cock that I was sure I could blow my load that second. But with a long groan, I slowed down, knowing well that the second I was done the show would be over. I shook my head, blowing out a harsh breath of air as I watched Evie gaze at my cock while playing with herself.