I leaned against the sink, my breath was steady, I wanted to ask him what the fuck was going on but my body needed his touch, any touch at all and my brain couldn’t think right.
His fingers brushed against my waist,
a fleeting touch that sent a jolt of electricity through her.
I closed my eyes.
Rick’s touch was deliberate, his fingers tracing the curve of my waist slowly
My breath quickened as his hand moved upward, his skin warm against mine. The coolness of the tiles against my
back seemed to heighten the warmth of his touch.
I tilted my head back, my eyes fluttering closed as I surrendered to the sensation.
His fingers were firm yet gentle, exploring
the contours of my body.
His hand slid higher, his fingers brushing the hem of my dress. My pulse raced as he slipped his handunderneath, his was touch electric against my bare skin.
I bit my lip, suppressing a soft gasp as his fingers glidedupward, teasing the edge of my panties.
Rick’s fingers paused, his thumb brushing the sensitive skin of my hip.
My breath hitched as he leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear, “you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice low and rough.
The words sent a shiver down my spine, my body arching slightly toward him. I wanted more, I needed
more.
Without warning, his fingers plunged inside ne, slipping past the thin fabric of my panties. My eyes snapped
open, my breath catching in my throat. The sensation was overwhelming, his touch was both familiar andexhilarating, everything I had fucking remembered.
I moaned softly, my head falling back against the tiles as my body responded to his rhythm.
His fingers moved in and out, slow and deliberate, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through me.
I couldfeel my muscles clenching around him, my body craving more.
“Rick,” I whispered, my voice was breathless. His name felt like a prayer on my lips, a plea for more.
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He chuckledsoftly, his breath hot against my neck. “Shh,” he murmured, his fingers continuing their relentless dance, “just
feel it.”
My legs trembled as his touch deepened, his fingers finding a rhythm that seemed to match the pounding of My heart.
I pressed my hand against the tiles, using them as an anchor as my body threatened to give way.
The bathroom felt smaller now, the intimacy of the space heightening every sensation.
I could hear the faint sound of water dripping from the faucet, my moans grew louder, my body arching toward him as my pleasure built.
Rick’s other hand slid around my
waist, pulling me closer, his touch was possessive and I could feel his hardness pressing against my thighs, a reminder
of what else he could offer but for now, his fingers were enough, more than enough.
“Fuck,” I gasped, my voice was raw. My head fell forward, my hair cascading over my shoulders as I struggledto keep my balance. Rick’s fingers didn’t falter, his touch was relentless as he pushed me closer to the edge.
Icould feel her orgasm looming, ready to break at any moment and then, just as I was about to surrender, he stopped.
His fingers stilled, his touch lingering but no longermoving.
Mu eyes snapped open, my breath ragged as i looked at him in confusion.
His gaze was intense,” not yet,” he whispered, his voice a low rumble.
My body trembled, my nerves on edge as i tried to process his words. “What do you mean, not yet?” I asked, my voice shaky.
He leaned closer, his lips brushing my ear. “I want to watch you finish,” he murmured,
his breath sending shivers down my spine.
My heart raced as I realized what he was asking. My cheeks flushed, my body torn between embarrassment and desire.
Rick’s hand tightened around my waist, his touch grinding me. “Ignore it,” he whispered, his voice was a
command.
He resumed the rhythm of his fingers, my eyes closed instantly and my moans matched the pattern as I sunk my fingers into the skin on his shoulders. I opened my eyes and regretted it, his face was cold and there was no feelings in them, that pulled me down from my high. I loved what he was doing but then I
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I caught his wrist, stopping him, “stop.” I closed my eyes and shook my head, “i don’t need you to help me, I do.. don’t need you to treat me like I’m some service.”
I felt embarrassed, pulling the rest of my gown down and knowing how reddened my face must have
looked.
“Just go, I’ll see you in the bedroom.”
The bathroom door clicked shut behind him and I just stood there, frozen.
My legs were weak. My breathing still hadn’t evened out. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and instantly regretted it. My cheeks were flushed, lips parted, eyes wild like I didn’t even recognize myself.
Oh my God.
What the hell did I just do?
I pressed both palms against the sink and stared at the counter. My mind was all over the place. What was I thinking? What was he thinking? Why did I let that happen? Why didn’t I stop it?
I dragged a shaky hand through my hair and forced myself to breathe.
Then I opened the door and stepped out quietly, tiptoeing back toward the bed like I could somehow make this less humiliating if I moved slow enough. My hand had just touched the blanket when I felt fingers wrap around my wrist.
Rick yanked me gently but firmly, pulling me forward.
I stumbled, landing half across the bed. He was still lying there, half–asleep, his eyes barely open, one arm tucked under his head.
“I already told you,” he muttered, voice low and rough with sleep, “it meant nothing to me.”
He shifted, tugged the blanket over both of us, then rolled onto his side.
“So sleep,” he said, his voice warm and deep, “without thinking too much into it.”
