"𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬"

𝟔𝟕. "𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲-𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞"

"Fuck." I groaned quietly.

I quickly moved my hand to my entrance, wanting to finish what the bastard started. I started moving it tentatively. I'm not very good at this since Jerome is always there to take care of me. That thought made a fairly loud moan escape my lips.

Jerome immediately stepped back into the room. His eyes widened when he saw what I was doing. I did my best not to start laughing. Instead, I let out a theatrical moan and pulled my head back.

Then I brought my hand to my face and sucked on my fingers, licking them clean. I quickly moved it back down to my entrance and pushed two of my fingers inside.

I moaned quietly and began pumping them at a rather fast pace, not breaking the eye contact with the ginger for a second. I swiftly grabbed my breast with my other hand and squeezed it. The look on Jerome's face was priceless.

"Oh, yes! Jerome!" I exaggerated an extremely lustful moan and tilted my head dramatically, causing some of my curls to fall on my face. I started thrusting my hips vigorously and bit my lip.

Jerome's green eyes turned almost black with lust. He let out a guttural growl and took a few hurried strides towards me. I immediately quickened my movements.

He didn't break the eye contact for a single second, as he got on top of me again and grabbed my wrist. He swiftly tugged my hand away from my core and sucked on my fingers. Then he bit one of them gently, still not looking anywhere but deep in my eyes.

He grinned widely, quickly pushed his own fingers inside me and started pumping them at an incredibly fast pace. I let out a loud raspy moan. He immediately leaned his face to my ear.

"Tell me, Gorgeous. What do you think about when you touch yourself?" He growled and planted a heavy kiss on my ear.

I moaned and gripped his hair with desperation. I was too far gone to reply, so he stopped his movements again.

"Grey?" He hummed expectantly.

"You! I think about you, Jerome!" I snapped and jolted my hips forward, trying to force him to continue. He grinned with satisfaction and began moving his fingers again, but at a painfully slow speed.

"I need some details, Beautiful." He rasped out and pecked my cheek tenderly.

Then he twisted his hand, so he was simultaneously rubbing my clit with his thumb, while still thrusting his fingers inside of me. A lustful moan escaped my lips and I shut my eyes. God. He's so good at this.

"I-I i-imagine i-it's your fingers i-inside m-me..." I barely managed to stutter out.

"P-please go faster, J-Jerome. F-for the l-love of god, I-I'm begging you." I pleaded desperately. I was absolutely at my wit's end.

"Open your beautiful eyes, and I will." He pecked my lips quickly. I opened my eyes slightly.

He grinned with satisfaction and immediately quickened his pace. It took only a few seconds before I came, tightening around his fingers. He quickly took them out and brought them to my lips.

I grabbed his wrist and sucked on them. I could see intense lust in his eyes. I moved my hand in between us and cupped the bulge in his pants. He growled quietly and closed his eyes.

I pushed his chest gently, so he would sit up. Of course, he didn't move an inch, but he understood what I wanted and complied. He extended his hands to me. I took them and he pulled me up.

I immediately grabbed the edges of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it aside. Then I sent him a huge grin. He returned it and wrapped his arms around my waist. I buried my fingers in his hair.