Chapter 39
*Jake*
She’s laying across the sofa reading a book on her e-reader. I’m supposed to be watching ESPN. I can’t take my eyes off her legs.
She’s wearing her standard pajamas, tiny boy shorts and matching tank.
Her feet are fidgeting, her toes curling and rubbing against each other. Her chest moving up and down from her steady breathing.
She’s not wearing a bra. Her nipples poke through the material. I want so bad to move over to her, to put them in my mouth and fucking taste them. Suck them. Lick them. I’m so fucking hard it hurts.
She has one hand holding her book and the other sitting on her stomach, her little finger sitting just under the band of her shorts, her top riding up her waist.
Her little finger begins to move side to side under her shorts, her legs slowly rub together. She makes a slow moaning sound.
I want so bad to be inside her.
*Mikayla*
I’m supposed to be reading my book, but I can see Jake watching me.
His gaze locked onto my legs, my waist, my stomach. His eyes burn with lust and he licks his bottom lip then runs his teeth over them. And it’s so fucking hot.
I can’t stop looking at his face, just like he can’t stop looking at my body.
My legs rub together thinking about how he makes me feel, the way he can make me come like no one has before.
A moan escapes my mouth before I can stop it and if I wasn’t so afraid of my feelings I’d tell him to fuck me, right now.
I watch him as his hand goes to his lap, creeping higher and higher until they’re at the band of his shorts.
I keep watching as he reaches into his shorts, grabs his dick in his hands, leans up slightly in his chair and adjusts himself.
I close my eyes, breath in and out, count to ten, then excuse myself to bed.
Once I’m under the covers, I’m frantically Mikayla-ing myself, and it only takes seconds before my release, because in my mind, it’s my hands wrapped around him, not his, and I’m bringing him to my entrance so that I can scream his name over and over.
I’m coming down from the haze when I realize my throat is scratchy and I was actually screaming his name, over and over.
A second later I hear the shower running.