After digging a condom from the drawer of the nightstand, I roll it onto my cock. She stares at the ceiling the entire time.
I almost smile.
The thumping of my heart is like a bass drum. There is something about this girl that sets her apart. And I’m here for it.
I lie on my side next to her and lower my hand so it rests on her belly. She shivers then stiffens, trying to control her reactions. Which is the opposite of what I want, though her innocence and uneasiness are a turn-on.
With practiced ease, I move my fingers lower so the tips get lost in her curls. Moving my mouth to her ear, I whisper, “Are you already wet for me, Sauce? Or are you going to make me work for it?”
She swallows. “I don’t know.” Her voice is barely audible.
“You actually don’t? Or you want me to think you don’t?” My fingers slide lower until I’m parting her lips with them.
Circling her clit with the pad of my index finger, I scrutinize her face. The flush in her cheeks darkens.Good.And also, fucking beautiful.
My hand slides lower to her slippery inner lips, which makes my balls ache. Going slow has never been so hard. Slapping her pussy with three fingers creates a lovely wet thwack that causes her mouth to open in surprise… and something more.
“Spread your legs.”
Her knees part, tentatively.
“Wider.”
With maddening slowness, she complies. If we were further along, I’d punish her for testing my patience, but this is new for her, so I restrain myself.
“Reach above your head and touch the headboard.”
After a moment, she obeys. Her gorgeous tits rise and shimmy.
“Some nights, your arms will be bound.”
Her gaze drops to meet mine, and from her dilated pupils, she finds the prospect intriguing.
“For now,” I say, spreading her pussy open with my hand, “Let’s see how well you can hold them in position.”
* * *
SAWYER
Past sexual experiencesmake me expect Jamie to shove his cock into me immediately, but he holds his own lust in check. Instead, his fingers spread my lower lips, exposing my pussy to his scrutiny in a way no one ever has before. I shudder at his deep intake of breath.
Subconsciously, I’ve started to close my thighs, but he slaps the soft inner flesh and then shoves them apart so far my tendons ache.
Jamie raises his head. “Look at me, Cranberry Sauce.”
It’s tough to make eye contact when his hand is still splaying my pussy open. After biting down on my lip, I lift my eyes to meet his.
“I’m going to look at your body for as long as I want, especially what’s between your legs. Don’t make your discomfort with that my problem because I will punish you and then tie your legs open, so you're powerless.”
Things deep inside my pelvis clench, and the darkness in his voice makes my nipples ache. Do I really want him to be harsh?Maybe.
“I’m not trying to resist. It just happens.”
The corner of his mouth curves into a smug smirk. “If you can’t control it, you’ve heard what will happen.” His thumb swirls my own juices over my clit.
The sensation is electric, and my body jerks as though its been touched by a live wire. My eyes shift to the ceiling as I shiver.
“Close your eyes, Sauce, and concentrate on giving yourself to me.”
