sit on his ass waiting to find an answer to his question.
Standing up, he left his room, making his way downstairs, ignoring the women who were trying to get his attention. He wasn’t interested in any other pussy but the one he was going to see. Climbing on his bike, he rode toward her apartment. He’d either get turned away or embraced.
Either way, he’d get his answer.
Eloise thumped her pillow, tossing and turning on the bed. The air was too hot and even though she had the window open, it wasn’t doing anything to stem the heat. When Steel had left she’d put on a shirt and some boy shorts. More of her body was on display, but in the privacy of her bedroom, she didn’t care.
Staring up at the ceiling, she gritted her teeth. “It didn’t mean anything. It was just a kiss.”
A demanding, firm kiss that let her know who would be in control. Her pussy was soaking wet, but she refused to touch herself. Nothing would ever come of it. She was one of the few women who couldn’t find release with her own hand. If she could have brought herself to orgasm, she didn’t think she’d have these problems.
Thumping her pillow again, she scrunched it up under her head, letting out a sigh.
“Nothing could ever come of it anyway.”
Closing her eyes, she started to count sheep in the hope of getting to sleep.
The sudden banging on the door had her sitting up abruptly. Frowning, she started to climb out of bed as the banging kept on going. Rushing toward her door, she opened it up without checking who it was.
“Did you check to see if it was me before you opened that fucking door?” Steel asked.
He pushed his way into her apartment, closing and locking the door behind him.
“You could have woken the neighbors.” She pressed a hand to her neck as her pulse started to beat rapidly.
“From now on you check who is knocking before you answer the fucking door.” He took a step toward her and Eloise took one back.
There was something different in the way he spoke and moved toward her. Licking her lips, she stared up the length of his body.
“Why are you here, Steel?”
He didn’t answer her.
She let out a little squeal as her back hit the wall, halting her backward movement.
“Why didn’t you wear this when I was here?” he asked, pressing a hand to her head as his other hand caressed over her thigh. His touch was electric on her skin.
“What are you doing?”
Eloise gasped as he placed his fingers over her mound.
“Ah, my little baby is soaking wet.”
Her cheeks heated as he moved the boy shorts out of the way and started to touch her pussy.
He tutted as he found her pubic hair. “I’m going to have to shave this all off. I like my pussy bare when I eat it.”
“Steel?”
“Open your thighs.”
She did as he asked without argument, getting more aroused as he teased her pussy. God, she didn’t even know him that well; he’d come in here, touched her, stroked her, talked dirty to her, like he had the right to. Yet she wasn’t stopping him, wasn’t even thinking about doing that. He made her feel good, unbelievably so.
“You’re very wet, Eloise. Were you thinking about me?”
Eloise didn’t answer. She closed her eyes, basking in the pleasure coursing through her.
He pinched her clit, drawing her back to his world. “Answer my question.”
“Yes, I was thinking about you.”
Steel eased up the pressure on her clit, stroking down to her entrance, circling her before going back to her clit. “I’ve come to notice some things about you, Eloise.”
Staring into his eyes, she couldn’t look away, afraid that he’d see more than she wanted him to. “If this pussy was bone dry, I was going to walk away and leave you. You’re soaking wet and from now on I’m going to tell you exactly how this is going to go.”
“Steel?”
“Shut up and listen, because I know you want this, too.”
His words had her gasping. She’d never been so aroused in all of her life. Biting her lip,