“Can I see more. I want to see it all, but I’m trying so hard not to spook you.”
“Yes, yes, I’m not spooked.” Needing to show him she was one hundred percent on board, Charlotte unbuttoned her pants and let them fall to the floor so that she stood in nothing but a sensible pair of white cotton undies and bra. “I wasn’t expecting anyone to see me naked today. I would have worn something sexier.”
“Are you kidding? There is nothing sexier than a beautiful woman wearing innocent white lingerie. I almost feel wrong with how many ways I want to defile you.” Trey pulled her back into his hard chest, holding her tighter so that her softness molded to all his hard plains. Deft fingers plucked open the two hooks on her bra, then slid it down her arms. “Fuck, I love these tiny tits of yours. Knowing I’ll be able to reach damn near the whole things with one mouthful drives me crazy.”
“They’re really sensitive too. I can’t wear lace bras because the texture against my nipples gets me too excited.”
“Shitshitshit.” Trey lifted her and placed her back on the bed. It was huge, just like him. “I’m going to have to cut back my hours at work so I can devote more time to these beauties.” Trey spread her thighs, kneeled between her legs and cupped her sex. “And this. I am going to get real familiar with this part of you too.”
With Trey sitting up, staring at her nearly naked body, the doubts rushed back out of nowhere. As long as they’d been mauling each other with their mouths, her brain had been blessedly blank. Charlotte took slow deep breaths. She could do this. She trusted Trey. Knew he didn’t think poorly of her, could see the lust in his eyes. God, he’d been so patient with her; no other guy would’ve stuck around through all her neuroses and hesitation to meet.
She could do this.
“Char, baby, it’s okay. If you aren’t ready yet, I am fine just being here with you.” His deep bass voice vibrated against her neck as he trailed slow kisses down to her collar bone.
Those vibrations traveled through her body, landing square on her clit, which throbbed in a way she had never known before their first phone conversation. How had he known she second guessed her decision to finally sleep with him? Was she too stiff? Did he think she would be bad at this? Is that why he didn’t mind waiting? Shit. She did it again. Living in her head, questioning everything and everyone turned out to be a harder habit to break than she thought it would be.
“No, I don’t want to stop.” Raking her fingers along his buzzed scalp, she moaned at the prickly sensation on her fingertips. “I just keep imagining all the horrible things that could be going through your head right now.”
Trey drew his lips away from her skin, and she immediately missed them, whimpering slightly in protest. A crease formed between his eyebrows as he gave her the most confused look she had ever seen.
“How on earth could you think anything bad is going through my head right now?” He shifted his hips so that his hard length pressed firmly against her soaked center. “The only thing going through my head is trying to decide between tasting every inch of your fantastic fucking body, or just getting balls deep inside you as fast as possible.”
His dirty mouth made the throbbing in her core intensify, and she rubbed herself against him.
“Damn, woman, you are going to be the ruin of me. But I think I know what you need.” His thick arms snaked down to grip her ass, not allowing her to writhe against him anymore, holding her lower half firmly against his.
“You do?” God, she hoped he did. She wanted so much to get out of her head and let him show her everything she ever wanted to know about feeling sexy. But even still, she couldn’t help but worry about the women that came before her, and how she measured up.
“You need me to talk you through this. That’s how I convinced you to meet me. It’s how I’ll get you to give yourself over to me now.” His plump lips returned to her collarbone where they had left off before. He slid down until his mouth grazed her skin just above her puckered nipple. “I’m going to tell you every single thought going through my head. Then there will be no room for doubt in that overactive imagination of yours. You’ll know that every thought I have is about how lucky I am you give me the time of day.”
“God, yes. That’s what I need. Talk to me. Please. I love your voice.”
“I know you do, sugar. Tell me the truth now. You used to get yourself off while we talked on the phone, didn’t you?” He smirked up at her from between her breasts. “God knows I did.”
Charlotte could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks, knew she would be blushing wildly. “Not when we were on the phone, except that one time. But as soon as we hung up, I would. I even did it at work once. In the bathroom.”
“Fuck, that’s hot.” Trey enveloped her breast with his mouth, sucking on it deeply before releasing her with a pop. “Right now, I’m thinking if I don’t get inside you soon, I’ll go crazy. I’ve imagined feeling your skin bare against mine so many times. I know the reality will put the fantasies to shame.”
Charlotte’s heart pounded non-stop in her chest, making her fear it would explode with the power of that moment. “My body doesn’t disappoint you? I know there isn’t much to me. I’m sure you’ve been with women with much bigger assets.”
“Jesus woman, you really don’t know, do you?” He seemed confused by her words again.
“Know what?”
“That you are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen in my life. I could look at you for days and never get tired. I can’t remember a single woman I’ve been with before this moment. As far as I’m concerned, there has been no one but you.” His gaze shifted back to her breasts. “You’re right, your tits aren’t huge. But fuck, the skin here is so soft, I want to rub my face all over them.”
The thought alone had desire pouring through Charlotte’s body.
“You’re so tiny all over, I can't stop thinking about all the ways I can maneuver you to give us both the most pleasure you can imagine. It makes me want to protect you and ruin you all at the same time. I’m terrified I’ll hurt you, but god, I’m not a good enough man to stop myself from being with you as often and in as many ways as I can.” On a growl, he covered her mouth with his again, kissing her more aggressively than he had before.
It sent a jolt of need straight to her pussy, and she moaned into his mouth, matching his fevered tongue stroke for stroke. Fumbling with the button of his jeans, she wanted to cheer when the thing finally came free, pushing them down with her feet until he kicked them the rest of the way off.
Trey slide down her body, pressing every inch of his skin against hers until his mouth was even with her belly button, and his chest spread her legs wider.
“Your flat little tummy is begging to be licked. I love that even though your skinny here, you’re still soft. I want to fill you with my cock, then press down right here.” He laid his hand flat just below her navel, and she could imagine it, filled to the brim then compressed even more around him. “Feel my hand keeping your writhing body still for my taking.”
“Mmmmm, please.” Charlotte screwed her eyes shut, not wanting to see his face when he pulled down her panties, but desperately wanting them to be gone she could have him inside her.
