Chapter 28

CHAPTER

TWENTY-EIGHT

WILDER

I’ve never done a damn thing selflessly in my life.

It’s just who I am. The man I’ve always been.

When you grow up in a world where the only person thinking of you, protecting you, providing for you is yourself… it’s ingrained in you.

You look out for yourself first because no one else will.

Not an excuse, just the truth.

But right now? Even with my cock so hard it actually fucking aches, the only thing I want is to watch Maisie fall apart.

I want her to come on my fingers first and then my face. I want to feel her pussy trembling against my tongue as she does. I want to drink her down, savor every drop of her pleasure as if it’s mine and only mine.

Hearing those breathy little whimpers, the ones that have haunted my goddamn dreams since that night, watching as her pillowy lips fall open, her body pulling taut, belly quivering from the intensity.

My own release doesn’t matter if I get to witness her falling apart.

She squirms in my lap when I drop her wrists, and I bring my thumb to the front of her panties and rub a slow circle on her clit, right to the wet spot that I want to drag my tongue along.

Maisie’s eyes flutter shut, her head dropping back on her shoulders as she fists my hoodie, fingertips digging into the muscles of my abdomen, holding herself steady.

The soft ends of her hair tickle the tops of my thighs, even through my sweatpants, and I nearly fucking shiver.

Her breath catches when I hook my fingers around the front of her panties and yank them to the side.

I want, no, I fucking need to see her.

“Fuck.” The word sounds like it was choked out of me, and hell, it feels like it was.

Her pussy’s glistening with wetness, her clit swollen as it peeks out from the hood, so pink and pretty my mouth fucking waters.

I gather all of that sticky, creamy arousal on my fingers and spread it over her clit, thrumming roughly, faster than before, because she’s being so fucking patient, being such a good girl.

I will give her what she needs.

I trail my middle finger through her pussy to her entrance, and I circle it in the same rhythm as my thumb circles her clit, barely pressing inside.

“Wilder. Oh God…” she breathes, her hips frantically chasing the feel of my fingers. “I think I could… come. I might come.”

I pull back to look at her, the words hoarse. “You might?”

Her eyes fly open, and she stills.

I don’t look away, holding her gaze as I work my finger up to my knuckle inside her wet heat, and my head fucking swims from how goddamn tight she is.

How snug she feels around a single fucking finger.

“I’ve never been able to come from… penetration by myself,” she says quietly, a dark flush staining her cheeks. “I’ve tried, with my fingers, and I think I’ve been close before, but it would just fade away. I just kind of gave up?”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Motherfucker.

Not only has she never been touched before besides me, but she’s never been able to bring herself to orgasm?

“I want you to make me come, Wilder. I want you to be the one to show me exactly what to do when I’m alone and touching myself… when I’m thinking of you,” she adds, her wide blue eyes flaring. “When I’m thinking about this.”

Her pussy flutters tightly around my finger, and a groan rumbles out of me, one I don’t bother trying to stop.

She’s going to kill me.

Literally fucking kill me.

How I ended up here, being the fucked-up, selfish asshole that I am, with someone like her… I’ll never understand.

Fuck knows that I’m not worthy. I don’t deserve the privilege of touching her, but I’m too selfish to stop. Too tangled up in this. In her.

I’ve never given a fuck about repercussions. The fallout.

Fuck the consequences.

“You don’t need me to come, baby,” I rasp, holding on to restraint I’m not sure I even fucking possess, half fucking delirious with desire that the pet name tumbles out of my mouth before I can stop it.

I’m lost. I’m fucking gone. “And if someone is touching you without putting your pleasure first, then he’s a boy, not a man.

I’m a fucking man, and the only thing that matters to me is feeling you come apart for me, feeling your cum coating my fingers, my tongue, my face. ”

I add another finger, thrusting deep and curling until I feel her nails biting into my stomach.

Curling my fingers along the front wall of her pussy, I stroke her G-spot gently, adding more pressure against her swollen clit.

The moan that tears out of her is the sexiest thing I’ve ever fucking heard. She melts into my chest, her fingers threading into my hair as she presses her face into my neck, lips moving along my jaw. “Oh God.”

Warm breath fans against my skin.

I swipe my tongue along the shell of her ear, grinning when she trembles. “You feel that?” I flex my fingers in a slow curl. “That spot right there.” I keep stroking her, pressing my lips against her heated skin. “That’s what’s going to have you coming on my fingers.”

Maisie whimpers in response as she lifts herself off my chest, her eyes connecting with mine, pupils blown and heavy-lidded, blinking down at me.

I can’t decide where to look—at her face, at how beautiful she looks on the brink of an orgasm, or down to where she’s stretched around my fingers, her pretty pussy stretching to take my fingers.

So warm and wet, clenching around me, taking everything that I give her like she was made to.

It’s a beautiful fucking sight.

I could watch my fingers moving inside of her for hours, days, rubbing her swollen, throbbing little clit.

I wind her hair around my fist and tug her head back, exposing the soft slope of her throat so I can drag my teeth along it, sucking on her pounding pulse point.

“Touch your nipples,” I murmur against her skin. “Roll them between your fingers, tug, pinch. Whatever feels good.”

At first, she’s hesitant, her eyes snapping open, her brazen confidence dimming slightly.

My fingers grasp her chin. “Don’t do that. Show me how you’ll touch yourself when I’m not around. Show me what you like.”

After a beat, she nods, and her eyes flutter shut.

And then she does exactly like I asked, reaching up and squeezing her nipples between her pointer and middle fingers, rolling the peaks until I feel her beginning to let go.

Getting out of her head and succumbing to the pleasure.

I increase the pace of my fingers fucking into her, rubbing my thumb faster along her clit, adding more pressure.

I watch her tug roughly at her nipples, and my cock fucking weeps, leaking against my sweatpants.

She’s fucking magnificent.

And she has no goddamn clue.

The amount of power she has in her hands.

When she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and meets my strokes with a thrust of her hips, I lean forward and nudge her fingers out of the way so I can taste her.

My lips close around her taut nipple, and I suck it roughly into my mouth, raking my teeth over the sensitive peak.

Her pussy clamps down on my fingers again, and she writhes, moaning loudly.

Obscenely loud.

So fucking hot.

“Is this what you needed? For me to fill your needy little pussy with my fingers?” I rasp. “My bad, dirty girl just wants her tiny little pussy fucked rough and hard.”

Just like that, Maisie shatters, like glass that had cracked and splintered but still needed just the right amount of pressure to fall apart. She convulses around my fingers, chanting my name over and over and over.

“That’s it. You’re soaking me. So good, baby, so fucking good.

” The words of praise surprise even me, not something that I usually do, but fuck, the way she responds?

Tightening around me, her breathy, throaty moans echoing loudly around the room as if the words spur her on…

It makes me want to whisper every filthy thought I’ve had since meeting her.

She finally explodes, her arms trembling to hold her upright, completely spent, her gaze heavy.

Gently, I ease my fingers out of her and hold them up between us, her creamy wetness glistening in the dim light.

I bring it to her mouth, dragging the tip of my finger along her bottom lip, and her breath catches as I paint her with her own arousal.

Holding her gaze, I lean in and bring my fingers to my mouth, sucking every drop of her cum off.

She tastes so fucking good, musky and sweet, like innocence and heaven, and fuck, I’m the sinner that’s going to condemn her.

“Remember this the next time you doubt yourself. Nothing in this fucking world tastes as good as your cum does.”

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