Tempting a King (King Family Romance Book 1) by Isla Drake (small books to read .txt) 📗

glimpse of sweatpants and a distinct bulge before he brings the camera back to his face.

“Not nearly as sexy as your bubbles,” he says.

“Oh, I don’t know,” I say. “Maybe you’re just wearing too many clothes.”

“Is that so?”

I nod. “That’s my expert opinion.”

His eyes narrow. “And what exactly is it you’re supposed to be an expert on, Miss Travis?”

I roll my eyes. “Your body, obviously.”

His smile widens. “That, I won’t argue.” Then he shrugs. “If you insist.” The phone moves and I get a view of the ceiling. I hear Finn moving around, but I can’t see him. After a minute, the phone moves again and Finn’s face comes into view. This time I see several inches of bare skin where the white t-shirt had been.

I raise one eyebrow appreciatively. “That’s much better.”

He smiles. “I aim to please.”

My mind fills with a dozen dirty images of ways I’d like for him to please me. My thoughts must show on my face because Finn’s eyes grow dark.

“What are you thinking right now?”

Again, I decide on total honesty. “I’m thinking of all the dirty things we could do if you were here right now.”

Finn’s face takes on that dark, possessive, sexy look I love. “Just because I can’t be there doesn’t mean we can’t do dirty things.” His voice is low and reminds me of all the times he’s said my name while he was buried deep inside me. My hand trails through the water and I let my fingers brush against my nipple, feeling it tighten.

Finn tips his chin up. “Where’s your other hand?” he asks.

“Touching my nipple,” I say, not taking my eyes off his.

Finn’s voice is a growl now. “Show me.”

I sit up higher in the tub so my breasts are out of the water before I stretch my hand out, letting more of my naked body fill the phone screen. My other hand is still on my breast, lightly teasing my nipple.

“I wish you were here right now,” I say, rolling my nipple between my thumb and finger, tugging lightly until it’s hard and pebbled against my hand. I turn my attention to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.

“If I were there right now,” Finn says, “I’d have that sweet nipple in my mouth, sucking it until you let out that little gasp that I love.” His words are painting pictures in my head and I feel myself growing slick with need. But Finn is still talking.

“Then, I’d bury my face between your legs, licking and sucking that sweet pussy until you came all over my face.” I suck in a breath and my pussy clenches, opening and closing on nothing.

Finn knows, too. I can see it in his eyes.

“Does that turn you on, Hannah?” he asks. “Do my words make you hot?”

God, I love the way he says my name when he’s turned on. I nod, not trusting myself to speak.

“Good,” he says, gruffly. “Get out of the tub, Hannah.”

I don’t ask questions. I do as he says. I set the phone down so I can quickly dry off. When I pick up the phone again, I see an image of an empty bed rather than Finn.

“Finn?” I ask, wondering where he went. I make my way to my bed and climb in, the towel wrapped loosely around me.

“I’m here,” he says from somewhere off camera. “I have an idea.”

I watch and wait, my curiosity piqued. After a few seconds, Finn comes back onto the screen. He’s gloriously naked and clearly aroused. With the way he’s positioned the camera, I can now see all of him from the knees up. He lounges back against the headboard, his hard cock jutting up toward the ceiling. It doesn’t take me long to realize what he’s thinking.

“Prop the phone up so I can see more of you,” he says. “I want to see all of you.”

I hesitate but only because I’m trying to figure out the best place to position my phone. I remember the little stand I have on my bathroom counter and go grab it. I glance at my phone, watching Finn as he lounges in his bed waiting for me. Part of me wonders at my reckless behavior but the rest of me is too turned on to care if I’m being crazy. I focus on Finn’s naked body on the screen, his hand gripping the base of his dick, the look of intense need on his face. Once I have the phone set up, I position myself so I can see the screen and Finn can see all of me. Then I tug open the towel covering me.

“That’s it,” he says. “Let me see all of you.”

I move my legs apart, spreading myself open to his gaze. Finn’s gaze is locked on me and I watch him stroke up the length of his shaft. Something about that image is incredibly erotic.

“Touch yourself again, Hannah,” he says. “Show me how you like it.”

“You know how I like it,” I say. But I do as he says, reaching down to cup my breasts in my hands, squeezing them, lightly pinching my nipples until they pebble into hard points and I feel the sharp sting that’s almost pain.

“I’m so hard for you right now,” Finn says.

I suck in a breath as I watch him stroke that long, thick cock again. I can feel myself growing slick with arousal. I slide a hand down my belly, needing to ease the ache between my legs.

“Are you wet for me, Hannah? Tell me.” Finn’s words send a fresh bolt of arousal through me and I slide a hand through my slick folds, brushing against my clit. Just the gentle brush of my fingers against the sensitive nub has me sucking in a breath.

I nod, spreading my legs wide so he can see. “So wet,” I say, sliding my hand lower to dip inside. I spread the moisture over my pussy and bring my hand back to my clit, using a