13. Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Desmond

M ia Hendry was looking at my dick.

I tried to keep a cool head. But fuck me!

Mia Hendry was looking at my dick—up close. So close she could have delivered a thoroughly nonverbal greeting had she only leaned in a couple of inches.

Don't think about her mouth on your dick, you bloody noob.

But holy fucking shit, somebody tell me how I was supposed to think of anything but that.

"Can I touch you, Desmond?" she asked, glancing up at me from under her thick dark lashes.

"Yes, please," I whined.

Go ahead, you idiot, start begging her for it.

"Thank you," she whispered as her small hand wrapped around my length. I groaned, involuntarily cupping the back of her head to ground myself.

Then she paused and looked away from my dick and up into my face. "Are you tested?"

"Regularly." Grand. The way I'd said it sounded as if I was one to hook up all the time. "I mean, I just go quarterly, mostly I don't need—"

"Not judging. I like that you take care of yourself."

"Yeah, that's what it comes down to mostly." I froze and cringed at my own words. "Fuck."

Mia giggled softly. "Can I ask you one more thing?

I tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear."Anything, snowflake."

"Are you looking for something serious or just sex?"

My mouth gaped open for a moment before I managed to rein myself back in.

I don't do casual, snowflake.

"I'm not super interested in no-strings-attached stuff," I muttered, mentally preparing myself to get dressed and be thrown out.

She pressed her lips together but it was no good; the smile fought and won.

"Good, because I really like you, Desmond." Her tongue traced her lips.

Damn . Even that part of her was cute as fuck.

"I like you, too," I managed to get out before Mia leaned in and wrapped her lips around my head.

There. I'd found something about her that wasn't cute at last.

Seeing her strawberry red mouth stretched around my dick was anything but cute. Neither was the feeling of her slick tongue swirling over the tip and dipping into my slit.

She moaned around me, and began to suckle at me to get more precum out.

"Christ!" I snapped, my eyes glued to the fluttering lashes and rosy cheeks, her heavy breasts. I cupped her in one hand, amazed all over again at the softness of her skin and how well she fit into my palm.

Mia gasped around me, her eyes almost rolling up when I gently twirled her tight nipple between my fingers.

Brushing the hair off her forehead, I drew her eyes on mine, tracing the curve of her cheek and stroking the corner of her mouth with a fingertip.

She's beautiful.

Never letting go of my eyes, she took me deeper, before pulling almost all the way off and tonguing my slit once more.

"I hope you brought condoms," she murmured as she pressed an open mouthed kiss on my dick.

"I have some in my bag."

Not that I'd ever needed them before. It was…precaution. Wishful thinking more than anything .

"Go, get 'em, Desmond." With a tiny wink, Mia sank back on the bed, set her feet on the mattress and let her legs fall open.

I stared down at her cunt—dark red and glistening with sticky wetness—allowing myself a good look and a deep inhale of her scent before I scrambled up to grab the condoms from my bag in the hallway.

Oh thank fuck, they're not beyond their expiration date yet!

Mia was lazily fondling herself, dragging her fingers through her core and spreading the slick arousal over her clit with low moans of pleasure. Her other twirled her nipple the way I had done some minutes ago.

Dropping the little strip on her bedside table, I climbed back into bed, gripping her knee and pulling it out and flat on the sheets.

Spread her wide open for me.

"Did you like it when I played with you?" My fingers whispered over hers teasing her nipple.

"Yes," she forced out, the hand between her legs speeding up.

"Will you make yourself come for me, snowflake?" My voice was gravelly and dark, my eyes roaming over her body.

Mia gave a low whine, and kept going, her knee straining against my grip.

"Show me how you touch that pretty cunt of yours."

She nodded hurriedly, then drew the circles around her clit tighter until she was rubbing back and forth, her panting breaths hitching in her throat until it sounded as if she was sobbing with pleasure.

I'd gripped my dick without meaning to, squeezing my knot in sync with her erratic movements .

"Please, Desmond. I want to come with you inside me." Her face heated, her lids snapping shut over the shame at her own words tainting the warm brown eyes.

"No." The burning urge to be in her softened and I cupped her cheek, tilting her face up at mine. "Please let me look at you, snowflake. I swear, you don't have to hide from me."

When she still pinched her eyes shut, I laid down beside her, slid one arm under her neck and gently captured the hand with which she'd stroked herself in my fingers. Mia tensed when I pulled her closer to my chest.

"You are safe, snowflake. I won't do anything you don't want me to do, okay?"

She gave a tiny twitch of her chin.

"It's so hot when you tell me what you need from me," I muttered between brushing tiny kisses on her sweet smelling fingers. "So hot when you take your mask off and let me see you ." A soft gasp hitched in her throat at the feel of my tongue enveloping her index and sucking it into my mouth. Once I'd cleaned it, I released it with a pop. "Real Mia is my favourite thing in the world." I moved to her middle finger, watching her face relax, and those tempting lips part.

My other hand reached comfortably around her body, letting me cup her heavy breast in my palm and caress her dark red nipple. This earned me a steady stream of low, throaty moans.

Fuck, yes.

"Does that feel good for you, snowflake?"

"Mhmm," she whimpered, ending on another moan that seemed to come from deep within her, and God, did I want to explore that place, did all in me yearn to hear the sounds she made when I was in her.

But her comfort was more important to me, I wanted her to give freely, not just to give in.

"Desmond, I—" Her voice broke off again.

"Tell me. There is nothing shameful about your pleasure, snowflake. It's divine, just like your taste." I inhaled a deep noseful of her scent clinging to her hand.

"It's so hard to say it out loud."

"You can say them as quietly as you need to, I have excellent hearing."