Page 49 of Stains of Desire

"Yes. Stop asking questions, Penelope."

She never takes her eyes off mine and obeys.

I glance between her hand and her face for several moments, watching her slowly circle her fingers, then increase her speed.

Watching her arousal grow only builds mine so much, my dick could compete with a piece of steel.

When she quietly whimpers, I move closer to her face. "My cock's aching to slide into your sexy, tight heat." I take her other hand and put it in my pants. "Do you wish I was in you right now?"

Her eyes flutter, and her warm breath merges with mine. "Yes," she breathes, then closes her eyes, stroking my erection. It's as if her hands were made only to touch me.

"Open your eyes," I tell her, wanting to see every emotion crossing in them.

She does what I ask.

"You're beautiful. Now make yourself come, but don't get any louder than you already are."

She speeds up her hand, and when her body shakes and eyes roll, she grips my dick.

She's perfection.

"Good girl." When she's coming down, I kiss her.

"Now, I want you—"

"Guys, you need to come back. We need to talk," Hunter barks from the edge of the river.

Playtime is over.

"To be continued." I steal another hot kiss before carrying her out of the river, drying her off, and giving her a piggyback ride to camp.

Time to figure out what the plan is and get the hell out of here.

My attraction to her is undeniable. It goes beyond her appearance, and I can't put my finger on it. Every second with her makes me want to know more about her.

But I can't let it overshadow her safety. I need to take her somewhere no one can hurt her. And I need to do it quickly. Then I need to rescue Millie and make anyone who's ever hurt either of them pay.