Gently, I glide the fabric up her thighs, revealing a pair of white cotton panties.
“I’m gonna touch you. I’ll go slow. You tell me if you like it or not, okay?”
She nods quickly as she stares at the ceiling.
I take a second to look at her, at the pretty spread of her thighs, the smoothness of her stomach, the delicate lace at the top of her panties, the way her blonde hair scatters against the dove gray comforter.
“You look really sexy,” I rasp.
She leans up on her elbows to look at me. “I do?”
God, she’s adorable. She has no idea how hot she is.
“You’re always sexy, Ellie. Always.” I swallow hard and gently run my thumb over the crotch of her panties.
She gasps, and her eyelids flutter. Again, I run my thumb over the spot again, relishing how damp the fabric is already.
My cock twitches in my pants. I’m rock hard just feeling how wet her panties are.
“Do you like it when I touch you here?” I ask.
She nods, her gaze turning hazy and her chest rising and falling quickly. “Yeah. It feels really good.”
“What does it feel like? Describe it to me.”
She closes her eyes. “It feels like warmth and pressure. And aching. Very achy.”
The corner of my mouth hooks up in a grin. “Good.”
I keep running my thumb over her slit, then zero in on her clit. I make slow, soft circles. She gasps.
“Oh wow…” Her eyes flutter. “That feels…different.”
“Good different?”
Her eyes roll back as she whines, “Yes,” in a breathless voice.
I swallow back a groan as I watch her. She’s squirming against the bed, and her breathing is getting faster and rougher. She’s noisier too now. She’s whining and moaning, and it’s turning me on so fucking much.
This is so sexy, watching this innocent good girl explore her body and what turns her on.
“What does this feel like, Ellie?” I growl.
“It feels like pressure. So much pressure between my legs. It’s building and building and…”
I circle my thumb faster. That spot in her panties is totally soaked through now.
Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and she fists the bedsheets. She starts nodding furiously.
“Yes, Camden, keeping going, just like that, please…”
Pleasure rockets through my cock. I’m hard as steel hearing her beg, seeing her lose control.
I do what she says and keep circling her clit, keeping that firm pressure and steady speed. And then, a minute later, she comes.
She cries out, her voice breathy and whiny. Her legs tremble and her skin is hot.
The whole time I sit there, watching her, in awe. The way she unravels when she comes issosexy.
