“Now what?”
I haven’t been with anyone but Cole, and most of the time, I wasn’t really present for any of that either, so this is a whole new territory than I’ve ever experienced before.
Licking his lips, he leans his head back slightly. “Now use me. Ride my tongue and let me make you come with my mouth. Take my dick out and let me show you how I can fill you up. Fuck, Lainey. Do whatever you want. I’m yours.”
Holy shit.
Something relaxes deep inside of me at his surrender, opening me up to a vulnerability I thought was long gone. I don’t want to disappear in my mind when it comes to Jensen. I don’t want to black out the moments. I want to remember them all. That’s exactly what he’s giving me—freedom and choice, total control.
And I’ve never been more turned on in my entire life.
He makes me feel sexy and confident, truly and deeply desired. I never imagined having sex with him tied to the bed, but there is something so enticing about it, having him at my will.
I’m going to make it worth his while though, make him feel as good as he’s already making me feel inside.
Biting down on my bottom lip, I grab the bottom hem of my Nighthawks shirt and slowly pull it up, lifting it off of my head, leaving me in an unlined black lace bra.
I’ve always had decent-sized boobs, ones I’ve never really flaunted, but I want to now with how he’s caressing them with his stare.
Reaching behind my back, I unhook the clasp and let my arms relax to the sides, the bra falling away completely. I toss it onto the floor as he watches me like his favorite show in the world, his attention completely undivided as I move onto my joggers, wiggling them as sexily as I can down my hips.
A giggle bursts free from me as I feel a little silly, trying to put on a show.
“You have no idea how fucking sexy you are, Lainey. Don’t worry; I’ll make you believe it eventually.” He groans, stretching his neck back, his lips hanging open as I kick the pants onto the floor, my panties the only barrier between us.
“I’m nervous,” I murmur honestly, not needing to put on a front when it comes to Jensen.
He tugs at his hands. “See this? Nothing to be nervous for. Do you know how long I’ve imagined tasting you? The endless nights that I’ve spent fantasizing about you with my hand around my cock. Tonight’s going to be perfect.”
His words cause a burning sensation to pool in my core, making every nerve beg for his touch and his kiss. I want him so fucking badly, and he’s presenting himself on a silver platter.
I’ve never led before, but I’m willing to try for him.
“Take your panties off,” he grunts, a deep, masculine rumble cutting through the room.
Pressing my lips together, I wet them and bite down, hooking my fingers into the lace. “Like this?”
A burst of confidence hits me as his pupils explode, his dick throbbing visibly in his sweats.I’mdoing this to him.Me.
Shimmying them down my hips, I crumple them up and add them to the pile of clothes on the floor before taking a hesitant step toward Jensen.
A moment passes between us while he holds my stare, his eye contact intense, as always. “Come here.”
My core aches as he sticks his tongue out and tips his head back.
“Ride my tongue, baby. Fuck, you’re sexy. Drench my mouth in your cum.”
I might not always feel sexy, but I do right now, like the hottest woman in the entire world. Step by step, I work closerto his head, my thighs spreading as I stand on the outside of his torso, looking straight down at him.
A devilish smirk lifts his lips, and he leans forward, breathing me in deeply. “You smell so goddamn sweet. Let me get a taste.”
He inches his head forward, and when his tongue strikes my center, I gasp, jumping at the shooting pleasure. Placing my hands on the wall, I scoot forward, positioning myself directly over his mouth, and he doesn’t wait a second to take full advantage.
His wrists fight the restraint as his tongue laps through my wetness, a groan vibrating from his lips. He plunges it inside of me, surprisingly deep, and I moan in response, my forehead rocking against the wall.
“Lower,” he murmurs into me, and I drop without thought, bending my knees and sinking down on his face. He groans repeatedly against me, his tongue plunging into me, over and over.
My head falls back as my hips roll of their own accord, finding friction against his nose.Oh my God.
