Watch Me - Page 75

I nod again, watching his lips move and wanting them on me.

“Did he fuck you when you woke?”

Fuck, I want his lips on me while he fucks me hard. I nod.

“How’s your throat?”

My gaze shoots up to his eyes at the change in topic. “It’s fine.”

“No one fucked your mouth?”

I shake my head. “Blake came on my tongue, but I didn’t suck him off.”

“Good girl.” He leans close. His shirt brushes against mine, such a tease of a sensation. When he breathes against my neck for a moment, I hold my breath, waiting for him to touch me. Pinpricks bathe my skin in anticipation. He steps away and puts all the ingredients in a bowl before setting it aside.

I want to scream in frustration and aching need, but I wait patiently.

“Take off your pants.” His words are soft as he washes his hands in the sink.

I shimmy them down over my hips and let them drop to the floor. My hot pussy bare on the cool marble island makes me suck in my breath.

“No panties?” He arches an eyebrow.

“Blake tore them.” I shrug. “They just get in the way.”

Seth picks up a washcloth and wipes down the counter beside me. “Remove your top.”

I do as he asks, and his gaze takes in my hardened nipples. He moves away from me and hangs up the rag before washing his hands again.

“Put your feet on the edge of the counter.”

I go to scoot back, but Seth shakes his head.

“Right where you are, princess.”

Wetness trickles out of me as I do as he asks, opening myself up to his gaze. He leans against the counter across from me and stares between my legs.

“Do you feel thoroughly fucked, princess?” Seth lifts his gaze to mine.

I’m not sure what answer he wants. Am I thoroughly satisfied? Yes. But do I want more? Also yes.

“Yes.” The word comes out hesitant.

“You don’t sound sure.” He lowers his gaze to my pussy again, and I swear the heat inside me is radiating. “Are they not satisfactory lovers?”

“Yes, they are,” I blurt.

“But you’re missing something?” He raises an eyebrow when he lifts his eyes back to mine, pinning me in place.

I bite my lip and nod. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to fuck you, princess?” Seth doesn’t move from the counter. My gaze drops to the hard cock outlined in his athletic pants.

I lick my lips. “Yes, sir.”

“Touch your pussy and get your fingers nice and wet.”

I exhale and dip a finger inside myself, spreading the wetness over my pussy and my fingers at the same time. He watches me without moving. His eyes never leave my pussy.