Chapter 25
chapter twenty-five
juan pablo
I’d given her a key to the apartment on her last visit, so she let herself in, and found me reading in bed…waiting for her.
“Hey.” She looked and sounded exhausted, and it was all I could do to keep the questions of what had been going on the last couple of days to myself.
“Hey, yourself. I’m glad you texted.” I put my reader on the table on top of the stacks of books I always had there and moved to get up, but she lifted a hand, shaking her head.
“No, stay there. I’m going to shower first. Is that okay?”
I kept the eye roll to myself and gestured to the door of the en suite bathroom. “Of course. Towels are on the shelf.”
I looked down and saw that she’d taken off her boots, but she was still wearing work clothes. She’d never done that before. She usually went home and changed into something more comfortable before coming over. Which meant that she’d been working until now, one in the morning on a Saturday.
Without saying anything, she lifted her arms and pulled a hair tie from her wrist to put her hair in a messy bun on top of her head. Her mouth turned up as she walked into the room. “I don’t suppose you have a shower cap.”
I shook my head, smiling. “Nope, but I do have this,” I said, smoothing a hand over the pillow she’d been using which was covered in the white satin pillowcase I’d bought after she started staying over.
She nodded again as she started taking off clothes.
I sat back on the bed, with the covers off, my dick hardening with every move she made.
She slid out of her navy blue slacks, revealing a triangle of black lace barely covering her.
The silence in the room was charged and I wanted to get up and touch her so bad I was shaking.
I sucked in a breath as she went to pull off her turtleneck instead of her panties. Once that was off, I had a full view of all that brown skin. Her bra matched her panties, and my mouth went dry when she walked up to the bed, her hands by her side, so I could get a good look at her.
“Take them off,” I demanded, practically sitting on my hands now.
She put both of hers on the edge of the bed and leaned in, without even acknowledging my request. “No. I’m giving orders tonight. I’m going to shower and when I come out, I’m going to fuck you.”
My cock got so hard I was sure it would make a hole in my briefs. I licked my dry lips, looking over at the bottom drawer of my dresser where I kept my toys and her eyes veered in the same direction. Again I made an attempt to get up from the bed, but she shook her head.
“I’ll get it.” She walked over to the dresser, went down on her knees so that I had a full view of her ass in that lacy thong, and pulled the drawer. She sucked in her breath at whatever she found. I did have a lot of stuff. Hell, she’d given me most of it.
She pulled out a long black velvet pouch and looked inside. “This one?” she asked as she pulled out the neon green vibrator I loved.
I couldn’t talk, so I gave a sharp nod.
After a moment, she gently lifted out the harness we’d bought together years ago, and that she’d used on me dozens of times. My heart thumped in my chest with anticipation. Breaths coming in shorts pants. I saw her grab a cock ring and thick butt plug, too, before walking over.
She put the harness and the vibrator on the edge of the bed and walked on her knees to kiss me hard, tongue stealing into my mouth hot and sharp. There was an intensity to her tonight that was igniting a fire in my veins.
When she pulled back, she held up the cock ring I assumed was about to go around my cock and balls.
“If I put this on you, will you leave your dick alone until I’m done in the shower?”
I swallowed hard, loving and hating this game.
“Yes,” I croaked, already tugging on the elastic band of my briefs.
Once my cock was out, she made short work of getting the cock ring on, as I sat there with my chest heaving like I’d run for miles. She was close enough that her breasts were just inches from my mouth. But the game tonight was that she asked for what she wanted. So I waited.
“You want these?” she asked, voice full of mischief with smile to match, as she worked on taking off her bra.
“Always.” She pressed in just enough that I could lap on her with my tongue, still I didn’t move until she told me how she wanted me.
“Suck on my nipples, and use your teeth.” Her words were sharp—an order, not a request, and fuck, I was so turned on I could barely think.
I leaned in and closed my lips around her and sucked hard. “Mm.” She moaned and took my hand, placing it right over her pussy. “Do me with your fingers.” Her hips were rocking back and forth, fucking my hand. And my dick was so hard I swore it would just snap off if I touched it.
“J.” She hummed as I bit one nipple while pinching the other. My other hand was pressed to her heat, thumb right over her clit. Working it just like I knew she liked.
She sucked her teeth after a particularly sharp pinch and pulled back. “Enough.” She was flushed, sweat beading her forehead and her eyes glassy. But I could see there was something slightly off. Something about the way she was looking at me. Like she wanted to get lost in what we were doing.
“Put that in,” she said handing me the butt plug, then pointing at the vibrator. “As soon as I come out of the shower, that cock’s going in your ass.”
With that she got off the bed and gave me a full view of her ass as she bent over to take her thong off. I was proud of myself for not leaning in to take a bite.
When she slammed the door of the bathroom closed, I slumped against the headboard, my dick bouncing against my belly.
Whatever was going on with Priscilla, she was going to fuck it right out of her head. If I was a better man, I’d ask her what happened, make her talk. But I was only human.