Chapter 40

Aaron slowly tried to back away, but collided against the doorjamb. Keyah’s eyes flew to him.

“Aaron,” she whispered, her eyes dark. And although a hint of color tinged her cheeks, she didn’t close her legs or remove her hand from her breast.

“Sorry, I didn’t know… I’ll give you some privacy,” he said, turning on his heel.

“No. Wait.” Keyah’s voice was hoarse and thick. “Be with me. I’m trying but it’s not enough.”

If she asked him to touch her, he’d be a goner. His cock would be buried inside her in minutes, irrespective of the promise. “If I touch you, I won’t be responsible for my actions.”

Acute lust coursed through his blood, making his heart pound. It seemed like all the horniness he had worked off after his run was now back with a vengeance. He clutched the bundle of basil tighter, hoping to regain a semblance of control.

“I’m not asking you to touch me. My fingers just aren’t doing the job. Make me come without touching me. Tell me all the things you want to do to me. Talk dir