The excitement that brings her makes me glad I said it.
“Absolutely.Whatever you want or don’t want.I want you to be happy and comfortable and know you’re loved.”
“Pinch me,” she whispers.
If that’s what she’s into, all righty then.I pinch her ass cheek, and she gives a yip of surprise.
“I’m not dreaming.Holy shit.”
She starts laughing and crying at the same time.Shit, did I screw this all up?When she throws her weight against me, I fall back on the bed.She straddles my cock.Maybe I didn’t mess it up.
“Hey.”I brush her hair off her face and tuck it behind her ear.“Are you okay?”
She nods enthusiastically.“Yes!I’m getting what I’ve dreamed of.You love me.We’re getting married.Hopefully we’ll have a family.”At that, the tears fall, and she lets out a shaky breath.“I’ve been so lonely.All I’ve ever wanted is to have someone love me and to have a family.The universe had me believing I didn’t deserve it.”
I wrap my arms around her, pull her down to my chest, then roll so she’s tucked underneath me.We’re talking too much, but I have one last thing I need to say.
“Phoebe, you deserve the sun, moon, and stars, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life making sure you have all of it.”I kiss away her tears, then move to her neck and upper chest, peppering kisses as I go.After kissing along her belly, I pause at the waistband of her blue panties and raise my head to meet her heated gaze.“May I?”
“Mm-hmm!”The enthusiastic nod and suddenly bright eyes are adorable.
I slip my fingers under the waistband, and she raises her hips so I can slip them off.Being a Bigfoot shifter, I have heightened senses, and the sweet scent of her arousal is driving me wild.With her panties out of the way, I kiss up her leg, starting at her ankle.When I reach her knee, I discover that my beard brushing along the back of it hits one of her ticklish spots and makes her giggle.The laughter stops as I spread her legs and drop kisses up her inner thigh, closer and closer to her center.
Her dark curls are trimmed in a tidy patch above her pretty pink core that’s glistening with her arousal.
“Still okay?”I ask after I press a light kiss where her leg meets her hip.
“Yeah,” she says breathlessly.
“I can keep going?”
“You better.”
“Nothing I want more, cupcake.”
Breathing deeply, I let her intoxicating scent fill my senses.I nuzzle her curls, spread her legs further with my shoulders, and flick my tongue against her clit.The way she jumps surprises me.I didn’t expect her to be that sensitive.I have so much to learn, and I can’t wait for Phoebe’s delectable body to be my classroom and for her to be my teacher.
“Okay?”I ask.
“Absolutely.Don’t stop.”
“You’ll tell me if you don’t like something?”
“Ollie?”
“Yeah?”
“Less talking, more licking.”
Chuckling, I rest my forehead on her belly.“Yes, ma’am.”
I focus on my task and give it my all.From the way she moans, thrashes, and grabs my hair to hold me in place, she’s thoroughly enjoying it.I think she’s close to orgasming, and she’s very wet, so I slip a finger in, hoping the books I’ve read gave accurate instructions on how to find the G-spot.Studying like the nerd that I am paid off because after a few strokes and licks, her vaginal walls tighten around my finger, and her body trembles.
“Oh, oh Ollie, oh yes!”
I love the sound of that and can’t wait to hear it for the next seventy years.When the trembling stops and her walls relax, I remove my finger and place a kiss on her curls.I did it.I made my Phoebe come.This is better than getting a hat trick.My cock is hard and throbbing and jealous that Phoebe got a release and I haven’t, but I don’t care.Okay.Idocare, but it doesn’t have to be tonight.We have the rest of our lives.
I crawl up the mattress to join Phoebe.She wraps her hand behind my neck and pulls my head down to hers to kiss me.I wonder if she can taste herself on me?
