She complies, spinning in a full circle, her body illuminated by the afternoon sun. The light streaming through the windows graces her skin with an unearthly glow. When she completes the rotation, a small smile plays at the corners of her mouth.
The little minx is enjoying this.
“Beautiful.” My cock pulses at the sight of this woman bared before me.Mywoman. “But I still think you might be hiding things from me.”
“Oh.” Her voice is breathy, as if she finally understands the game. “What else can I…show you?”
“Open up to me.” The double meaning is intentional, hanging between us like a promise. “Show me everything,lyubimaya.”
Without hesitation, she saunters to one of the dining chairs in her three-inch heels, hips swaying. She places one foot on the seat and separates her legs. With steady fingers, she parts the lips of her pussy, presenting pink flesh already glistening with arousal.
My cock hardens, straining against my pants as I prowl closer. “Wider.”
She withdraws her fingers, places her foot on the floor, and moves to the couch instead. I follow, blood singing in my veins.
Lying back, she grips her ankles, drawing her legs up and apart. My pulse surges. Everything is exposed now, the swollen lips of her pussy, the tight pucker of her ass, her wet, ready entrance.
I kneel between her spread legs, drinking her in. So completely open to me in a way she’s never been to anyone else.
“You’re still hiding things.” My hand hovers just above her heated skin. “I can sense it. There are places you’re not showing me. Secrets you still keep deep inside.”
Her breath catches, her pupils dilating until her eyes are mostly black and only a thin ring of green remains. “How can I prove there’s nothing?”
“Show me what’s inside.” I rest my hand on her inner thigh. The muscle jumps beneath my touch. “Use your fingers.”
With one hand still gripping her ankle, she brings the other between her legs. Slowly, deliberately, she slips two fingers inside herself. I watch, mesmerized and so hard I can barely tolerate it, as she works her fingers in and out, her juices coating them.
“Good girl.” My hand joins hers. I stroke the sensitive flesh, gathering her wetness and sliding it down to the tight ring of her ass. “So good for me. So open. But there are still places I haven’t explored.” I circle her rear entrance with my thumb, feeling it tighten at my touch. “Yet.”
She shudders. “No one…” Her voice breaks, and she’s forced to start over. “No one has ever…touched me…there.”
Triumph swells within me at the way her body responds to even the suggestion of what I might do. At the knowledge that I’ll eventually be her first there. With my free hand, I unzip my pants, releasing my aching cock. I stroke myself once, twice, savoring the mounting pressure.
Her skin flushes pink, fingers increasing the pace without me asking. Her juices flow, drenching her skin as her breathing grows ragged.
“You’re shaking.”
“I can’t help it.” She gasps. “What you do to me…”
I grind my cock between her legs and over her fingers, reveling in her wet heat. Then I follow the glistening line down to her tight entrance.
She gasps again.
“Relax. We don’t have enough time for that. When I take your ass, I will not be rushed. It’s something that needs to be prepped and savored.” Using my cock, I press her natural lubricant against the ring of muscle. “And I have no doubt that I will savor fucking your tight little ass.”
The words push her over the edge.
She comes with a cry, body arching off the couch, fingers buried deep inside herself. The rush of wetness soaks her hand and covers my crown and the couch beneath her.
It’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever witnessed.
I continue to circle her entrance with my dick as she subsides from her peak, her body going limp against the couch. Her eyes are half closed while her chest heaves with each breath.
Beautiful.
Perfect.
Mine.
