Lessons with the Mothman (Monster Smash Agency) by Kathryn Moon

Author:Kathryn Moon [Moon, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-01-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

Elias

Victoria had so many tells. The way color striped across her cheeks. The compulsive wetting of her lips. The frequent hitches of breath.

My favorite of all was when she would dig her fingers into her thighs, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh that met between her legs, nearly to her own sex.

I checked to be sure that the orcish couple we were watching was busy—thoroughly, their backs to us as Lenata had Eck'am pinned to the mattress, nearly an inch away from mounting his cock—and then dropped my hand into Victoria's lap, curving my fingers down between her thighs to cup her sex through her jeans, not enough for her to enjoy the pressure, just to tease.

"We could do that later," I whispered, nodding to the orcs.

Granted, Victoria probably couldn't best me while wrestling, but it wasn't like I'd make it hard for her.

Her hand covered mine, and just for a brief second she pressed my fingers harder into her sex.

"I can't today," she whispered.

I was surprised by the bitter flavor of disappointment at her answer, and then a moment later thrilled. Disappointment was a good indicator of advancing feelings, surely. And she had only said "today."

"Tomorrow night." I pressed my lips together, frowning at the eager bite in my tone.

Victoria softened, sliding forward on the bench and pushing herself into my touch as Lenata sank down on Eck'am's thrusting cock and stav. "Yes," she breathed as the couple moaned.

We had another interview and demonstration the night after. My schedule was filling up with Victoria and her research, and yet I was still trying to stuff her into the gaps, impatient to see her, to touch her, to unravel the tight knot she kept her pleasure trapped in and claim it for myself.

Victoria's breath hitched and her hand squeezed over mine, tugging on it slightly. I'd gripped her tighter without realizing, and I wondered for a moment if she was close again. If I could keep rubbing, squeezing and she would come here and now, quietly, in front of the fucking orcs and at my side, under my hand.

I wanted to be patient. I could be patient.

She would ask me, beg me not to stop one day. Soon, I was sure.

I stroked her through her jeans, a final press over the seam that was surely digging against her clit, and then pulled my hand away.

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