Page 143 of Covert Mission
A smile creeps on my face as I press my palm over the tender spot.
I close my eyes and let the memory of his mouth moving over my neck play out. My skin goosebumps all over. Heat builds in my core.
There’s no way I can go meet with him and anyone else in his team right now, I’ll be a hormonal disaster.
God. Lucas…
I let my hand slide down across my nipple. An ache builds there as I rub my fingers back and forth.
I need his mouth there. My fingers are a poor substitute for the heat, the edge of his teeth.
When I let my hand skim down my stomach, I shudder.
How can I be close to orgasming by just thinking about Lucas’s mouth?
My clit is already swollen, and my panties soaked when I push my hand inside my clothing. Bracing with one hand on the bathroom sink, I close my eyes.
Yes. I need the release.
Oh, that feels soooo good.
The pressure is building.
When I slip two fingers inside my pussy, I inhale sharply. I’m sore from him…
Deliciously tender.
A moan builds in my throat as I work myself, alternating swirling over my clit, and lower to push my fingers into my soaking folds.
Getting there.
Close…
My head hangs heavy on my neck, my mouth opens as I lose myself in the waves of building pleasure.
I push my fingers deeper, working them in and out, gliding along the tender places his cock left.
Sparks set loose under my skin. My body tightens, my breath locks.
Oh. Oh, yes!
My orgasm hits hard. Making my knees stiffen. I’m panting when I lift my head and look in the mirror.
Who is this woman?
I look wild. My hair is tossed, my cheeks are blazing, my pupils are dilated behind the sheen coating my eyes.
Holy wow.
Is that what I look like when Lucas watches me come?
I laugh to myself. I never thought of myself as sexy, but I look so different. So free…
I’m still grinning, with my body hot all over when I lean back against the wall.
So crazy. I can’t believe I just did that.
Sure, I’ve masturbated, but never like that. Never with the anticipation and memory of being with a lover.