She does it immediately, and I’m able to see the lacy yellow panties she’s wearing when my flannel moves out of the way. I want to praise her again, but I also don’t want her to get used to it yet. We’ve barely even started.
I reach for her then, finally making contact with her skin, my fingertips brushing against her hip. “Breathe for me. You have to breathe.”
She sighs, blowing out an exhale before meeting my eyes again. I climb up on the bed finally, placing myself before her spread legs. I trace my other hand up the opposite leg, goose bumps prickling her skin once I get closer to her hips.
I slide my fingers under the lace and leisurely drag them down her thighs. I pull them all the way off of her before lifting them to my face to inhale her scent.
Fucking heaven.I groan, knowing her arousal is all for me, for what I’m doing to her right now, and for the years of foreplaywe both participated in. I take her panties and shove them into the front pocket of my jeans before raising my eyes back to hers.
“All right, baby, are you ready to get started with your first lesson?”
24
DOLLY
My inner thighs are soaking wet and trembling with need as I watch him lift my underwear to his face, close his eyes, and inhale.
My jaw drops. He looks like he just took a hit of his favorite drug with the way a groan rumbles out of his bruised chest. Instead of tossing them on the bed, he shoves the yellow lace into his pocket.
I am done for.Nothing can ever compare to this experience for me—ever.
Then his eyes are on me again, blazing with need.
“All right, baby, are you ready to get started with your first lesson?”
My body is on fire, and with the amount of slick arousal seeping out of me, I’m going to need a gallon of water to rehydrate when this is over.
But I never ever want this experience to end. I want Sam to take my body and do whatever he wants with it, whenever and for however long. And I feel utterly pathetic for that fact, but I will deal with the shame later.
“I need your words.”
“Yes, I’m ready. Green.”
He wets his lips, his eyes burning over every inch of my exposed skin. He leans forward, pulling up on the hem of my tank top until it’s all the way up above my breasts, exposing them to the chilly air.
“I’m going to taste these now, okay?” he warns before leaning down and licking my right breast from the bottom crease and all the way up until he brushes over my nipple.
I gasp, bucking against the pleasure and unexpected warmth. No one has ever touched my breasts like this. It sends tingles up my spine.
He does it again to the other side. My eyes roll back in my head, more arousal drenching the blanket beneath me. He lifts his fingers up to twist my right nipple while his tongue pays special attention to my left one. I see stars, unable to form coherent thoughts or sentences. I pull against the rope that’s tied around my wrists, fruitlessly trying to pull away from the overwhelming sensations. I’m bound and at his mercy. My muscles are tense, my breasts feeling heavy.
He finally switches sides, and it’s somehow better and worse at the same time. My nipples are so raw and sensitive now that I almost want to cry. But it also feels so good. I’m worried I might come from just this part.
“Red or green?” he finally asks, pulling away from me just far enough to look up into my eyes.
I nod. His bright eyes can see every emotion passing over my face.
“Green?” he asks.
I nod, still unable to speak. He dips down to peck my lips with a quick kiss. I want more, but he pulls away.
“I’m going to move lower now, okay? You can kick me in the ribs if you need to, but … please try to stay on the left side, where there’s only one crack.”
I’m struggling against the rope, trying to find a way to ease the ache in my core. He knows exactly what I need. My sharp inhale follows his touch on my inner thighs. My eyes find his. I bite my bottom lip, wondering if this is all just a fever dream and I’m about to wake up before the best part. He spreads my thighs with his hands before licking his lips.
Anticipation bites at my skin. I pull against the rope again, barely able to move my arms an inch.
“Shh, I’m going to use my tongue on your sweet pussy now. You’re going to really, really enjoy this part.” His lips quirk up in a smile, and his voice drops down an octave. “But not as much as I am, Red. Not even close. I want you to relax for me, as much as you can.”
