Chapter 129: Pushing me on the Edge (R-18)
The small dressing room was silent, the air heavy with the scent of Sara’s perfume and the weight of what had just happened. She stood in front of me, her white bridal gown catching the soft glow of the vanity lights, her lips curved in a knowing smile as she wiped the last trace of my cum from her mouth. Her eyes, dark and intense, locked onto mine, and I felt like I was drowning in them.
"Sara..." I muttered, her name barely a whisper, my chest still heaving as I tried to catch my breath.
She stepped closer, her hands reaching up to cup my cheeks, her fingers warm against my skin.
"You think I’m lying?" she asked, her voice soft but sharp, like she could see right through me.
I shook my head, my hands hovering awkwardly at my sides. "No, it’s just... too much to take in," I said, my voice rough, my mind still in question from her confession, her unexpected blowjob, everything. "I can’t just... accept this, Sara."
Her smile widened, but there was something darker in her eyes now, something possessive.
"Is it?" she said, her hands sliding down from my face, trailing over my bare chest and lower, until her fingers wrapped around my wet, still-sensitive dick.
The touch sent a jolt through me, and I sucked in a sharp breath. "I think this was the only way to keep you under my grasp, Ezra."
"Ahm..." I groaned, my body reacting despite the chaos in my head. "So what now?" I asked, my voice strained as her fingers moved on my cock, slow and deliberate, teasing me back to life. "You gonna keep doing this?"