Page 23 of Provocation (Temptation 3)

“God, you were so fucking beautiful once you finally let loose with me. That’s what I want with you, Julia. Want you to let loose. Forget all the rules and be free.”

“I want that, too,” I exhaled, writhing, desperately chasing my release. “What I need. Now, let me be free.”

“Take off your shorts,” he demanded.

I didn’t even hesitate, tossing my cell beside me and quickly shoving my shorts down my legs.

“That was quick,” Lachlan mused once I brought the phone up again.

“You’ve got me all worked up. Time to make good on your promise to help me get off.”

“I plan on it. Place your feet on the mattress and spread your legs.”

I followed his instructions, electricity coursing through me when I imagined him burying his face between my thighs, much like he did right before he left town.

“Now what?”

“Do you want to touch yourself?”

“You know I do.”

“Say it.”

“I want to touch myself.”

“Where?” he shot back with a smirk. “Your head? Your arm? Your toe? What part of your body are you desperate to touch?”

“My pussy. God…” I bucked my hips, needing to feel something. Anything.

It boggled my mind to think I’d gone years without sex, sometimes weeks without even considering taking care of my own needs.

But after being with Lachlan that first time, I could barely go twelve hours without needing to get off. He may have initially called me Belle, but he most certainly unleashed the beast hidden deep within me.

“Let me touch myself, Lachlan. I can’t… I can’t take it anymore. I need to get off. Need you to get off with me.”

“I’ll never deprive you of your needs.” He tilted the screen, giving me a glimpse of his throbbing erection as he stroked it.

“My god,” I moaned, trailing my hand down my torso and between my thighs, spreading my slickness around. “I miss that cock. Miss feeling it inside me. The way you move…”

I slipped a finger inside me, trying to replicate the sensation of fullness I experienced whenever Lachlan was inside me. But a finger was woefully inadequate to compete with his impressive size.

“You drive me wild. Make me feel things I didn’t think possible.”

“Goddamn, baby,” Lachlan hissed, the muscles in his face tensing as his breathing increased even more. “Tell me more. Tell me what you’re doing.”

“Touching my pussy.”

“More. I need details.”

“I’m rubbing my clit.”

“Taste yourself,” he grunted.

I brought my finger to my lips, making an elaborate show out of licking my essence off it.

“Julia…” His expression became strained. Almost pained. “I need you to touch yourself again. Imagine I’m fucking you from behind as you rub your clit.”

“Oh god,” I exhaled, the picture he painted pushing me higher and higher.