My head tips back onto Rhodes's chest as his voice hotly whispers in my ear. I swallow the large lump that has formed in my throat before I manage to choke out a reply.
"Touch me, please." My body feels like it's on fire as he places his hands on my waist and tugs on my ear with his teeth.
"Where do you want me to touch you, baby?" I let out a soft moan. He's teasing me, I know it; it's slow and torturous, and I love it. I can't say the words; my lips won't form them properly, not in this supercharged state at least. "Why don't you show me," he whispers as he lifts his hands off my hips and holds them out in front of me.
I examine his large hands and take one of them in my own. It feels smooth under my touch, his long fingers stretching out much farther than my own. My breath comes out ragged as I place his hand on my stomach and drag it down to where the button on my jeans sits against my skin. He hums gently in my ear and applies a bit of pressure to the point where our hands are placed.
"You want me to make you feel good, baby?" My eyes are shut as my head rests on Rhodes's chest, my chest rising and falling heavily due to his touch, the words he speaks only adding fuel to the rising flames.
"Yes," I manage to speak softly, my voice mostly unable to work on my command at this point. My hand falls back to my side as Rhodes slides his hand up my stomach, underneath my shirt before he dips it past the lining of my jeans. His cool fingers brush against the lining of my panties, and my legs feel like they are about to buckle from underneath me. A low groan from Rhodes is followed by his fingers continuing to slide further down into my jeans.
"Fuck, you're so wet." He lifts his other arm up and places it across my chest. I lift my hands up and grip onto it for support. "Are you sure you want this?" He wants my consent again.
"Yes, please, please touch me, please make me feel good," I stutter out my response. A whine leaves my throat as Rhodes releases his grip on me and his hand slides out of my jeans. He spins me around to face him and begins to quickly unbutton my jeans. I reach my hands up to his belt and start to undo it before he groans softly.