Chapter 21

STRIKER

“Please, touch me.” Her words still echoed in my head.

The beating of my heart was strong and steady as she still took hold of my hand inside her pajama bottom. I could feel the softness and smoothness of her skin, and I couldn’t wait to feel the wetness between her folds as I slipped my finger into her bare pussy and ground my hard cock between the globes of her ass.

“I want you too, baby. More than just to touch you.” Fuck. I was hard as a rock, caged inside my boxers. The more she let those small broken breaths go, the more I wanted to take her from behind. “I have wanted you for so long you have no idea. So long, baby. And you don’t have to say anything.”

A gasp left her as I let my hand move lower, and I knew she was aching to be touched as I was aching to be inside her. And fuck, yeah. She was bare, smooth, and soft. When I applied a small amount of pressure over her clit, she shuddered.

I barely touched her, she was already responsive, an