Watch Me (2)I closed my eyes, imagining riding him, my hips pressing down as I straddled him. The thought made my core pulse with need. I reached back and spread my cheeks, bouncing slightly against the bed, teasing him without touching him. Soft, playful giggles slipped from my lips. I loved the control. The power. The way he had to watch, helpless, wanting.“God, you’re so beautiful,” he murmured. His voice was low and husky. It sent shivers down my spine.I opened one eye and peeked at him. He was gripping himself, eyes dark, chest rising with each deep breath. That look made me shiver all over. I leaned forward a little, brushing my hands over my tits. “Do you like that, baby? Watching me?”He nodded, a rough exhale escaping him. “You have no idea how much,” he said, voice strained.My hands roamed my body, teasing, squeezing, pressing just enough. I rolled my hips against the mattress, feeling my wetness slicking between my fingers. I wanted him to see everything, to see how muc
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