Page 42 of Temptress
I smiled through the window at him as I swiped to answer the call. “How did I not know your bedroom overlooked mine?”
“You must not have been paying attention, because I’ve known for weeks.”
I let out a fake scandalized laugh and pressed a hand to my chest. “Why, Silas Bridger! Have you been peeping on me?”
His smile was downright wicked. “Only once or twice. Never long enough to invade your privacy, but you still managed to make my dick hard. I don’t know how many times I’ve jacked off to the thought of watching you through these windows.”
Every inch of my body heated red, goosebumps spreading across my skin at his confession.
I scooted to the foot of the bed and turned so I was fully facing the window now. “You’ve thought about me when you’ve gotten yourself off?”
“Baby, you’reallI’ve thought about when I make myself come since the first moment I laid eyes on you.”
Arousal dripped from my pussy, making it slick as I squeezed my thighs together against the dull throb pulsing in my core. My nipples pinched tight enough to cut glass, the friction of them dragging against my silk robe causing me to pull in a sharp inhale.
“And you’ve imagined me sitting right here? Just like this?”
His fingers on the glass curled inward like he was trying to reach across the distance for me. “Well, in my fantasy, you were naked, but other than that, yeah.”
That wild side he seemed to pull out in me screamed to the surface. I reached for the tie of my robe and slowly pulled it loose, but kept the lapels together so I was still covered. “And in this fantasy, what was I doing?”
A feral groan came through the line, and as I stared at Silas standing in his own bedroom, I could see every line of his body was clenched tight. His long, beefy cock strained against the fabric of his boxer briefs. He was just as turned on as I was.
“What kind of game are you playing at, baby?”
There really was something unbelievably erotic about being watched. I’d never been as turned on as I was when I was with Silas. The sides he brought out in me felt... freeing, like I hadn’t realized I’d been missing something crucial until he came into my life and showed me.
Wanting to repay him for that, I slipped the robe off my shoulders and spread my legs wide so he could see how I glistened just for him. “No games, Si. I want you to tell me what to do. I want you to make us to come together, just like this.”
He growled, banging his fist against the window. “Such a fucking dirty girl. Christ, Sass. Do you have any idea how perfect you are?”
My legs trembled as I bent my knees and brought my heels up to the edge of the mattress, exposing even more of myself from him.
“Make me come, Silas. Please, baby.”
“Always begging like a good girl. Fuck, Sloane, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”
He wasn’t there to touch me, and I already felt like I was right on the edge. “Tell me what to do,” I pleaded.
“You got a toy, baby? Something you use to get yourself off?”
“Yes,” I hissed.
“Grab it. Then get right back in that position.”
I got my vibrator from my bedside table and resumed my position with my feet wide on the edge of the mattress, propped back on one arm with my slick pussy bare to him.
“Mmm, yeah,” he hummed. “Just like that. God, you take orders so well. Now put the phone on speaker and put it down on the bed. You’re going to need your hands for this.”
My chest was quivering with each shaky inhale as I did what he told me to do.
“Now, turn the vibrator on and drag it through those wet, swollen lips for me. I want to see how easily it slides through.”
I gritted my teeth as the vibrations coursed through my slick folds, sucking a hiss through my teeth. Everything was already overly sensitive, and I knew it wasn’t going to take much at all for me to come.
“You’re already close, aren’t you, my dirty fucking girl? Just thinking about me watching you has you right on the edge.”
“It does.”