Lib Novel Page 127
I lower my gaze to his erection, growing larger with each passing second. “I mean, we just finished. Can all men do that? More than once a day?”
He chokes on a laugh. “I can’t speak for all men.” He flops next to me and strokes his knuckles over the tops of my breasts. “I’m sure with the right motivation, plenty of men can.”
“What’s your motivation?”
“You.” He slides his hand between my breasts, down my belly, and nudges my thighs apart. “Naked and next to me. I don’t need much more motivation than that.”
I let out a sharp gasp as he slides one finger along my seam and over my clit.
“Fuck, you’re drenched,” he says like it’s the best thing ever.
“I like when you’re playing with my breasts.” I lift my hands and squeeze them.
A feral expression plays over his face. “Yeah? What else do you like?”
My breath hitches. “When you touch me down there.”
He slips his finger inside me, then slides out and teases my clit. “Where? Be more specific.”
I can’t look away from his intense eyes. Am I really saying these things out loud? “When you rub over my…clit.”
“Like this?” He brings two fingers to the exact spot and slowly circles them.
“Oh God, yes.” I squeeze my eyes shut and lift my hips.
“Mmm.” He lets out a satisfied hum. “I like that too.” With agonizing slowness, he builds the pressure and speed, massaging the same spot over and over like he has all the time in the world. My skin burns as my body winds tighter and tighter.
Needy whimpers spill from my lips and Jigsaw leans in to catch them with kisses. “That’s it,” he encourages. “Come for me. Then I’m going to teach you how to ride me.” He brushes kisses over my cheeks and forehead. “Should have started there. You’re going to look so fucking sexy grinding yourself on my cock.”
A clear image of exactly that flashes in my mind. I want that so badly. Right now.
The tension breaks, sweet release washing over me.
He withdraws his hand. My heart’s still wildly dancing in my chest. The mattress shifts.
Jigsaw’s hand squeezes my thigh. “Up.”
“I don’t think I can move.”
“You don’t want to fail this lesson, do you?” he teases with a rough chuckle.
The competitive side of me forces my eyes open. He’s stretched out on his back, rubbing the base of his condom-covered cock. “Come on.”
I roll to my knees. The urge to cover myself wars with my love of the way he looks at my body with so much appreciation.
“How?”
His lips tilt into an amused smirk. “First of all, come closer. Throw one leg over me.”
I straddle his hips. His cock slides along my cheeks and I glance over my shoulder. “I don’t think that’s where it’s supposed to go.”
Another cocky smile. “That’s advanced coursework. We’re not there yet.” With his free hand, he motions me forward.
I brace myself on his shoulder and he guides himself to my entrance. He hisses as I slowly lower myself.
Oh my God, I almost cry from how amazing he feels at this angle. How is he so much bigger than anyone else I’ve ever been with, but it doesn’t hurt at all?
“Now what?”