His voice is so soft but firm, and I know it turns both of us on when he talks to me like this. Danny was always so sweet and playful when he had me naked, but he was also soin charge. I love that I can really let go with him, that I feel safe enough.
He brushes his thumbs over my nipples, and they harden at his touch.
I squirm on his lap. “Finally.”
“I almost forgot how eager you get,” he grins in response.
I’ve always beeneagerfor Danny, for his touch. The way he soothes the quiet ache in me, the one that only he can find.
“Your nipples are so hard for me, I bet I could hold onto each one while you ride me. Do you think you can come like that?”
I nod ferociously.
“Words, Gracie.”
“Yes, Danny,” I breathe.
He caresses my cheek. “My good girl.”
I’m so wet that I can see a spot starting to form on his suit pants.
He bends his head and licks each nipple before lightly blowing on them. Danny is so damn good at taking his time with each part of my body. Intimacy with him feels like an absolute luxury.
“I’m just going to grab each one here,” he lightly pinches my left nipple, “and here.” He does the same to my right. “If I tug, slow down, okay? I’ll get you there.”
“I know. I know you will,” I say in between shallow breaths.
“Okay, go ahead.” He gives my nipples a little extra pinch. “Get after it, Gracie.”
I grind on him, slowly for a few moments, but then faster. Much faster. I can feel the seam of his pants rub against my clit, and the friction of my thong against the material heightens the sensations.I’m so close.
“God,” I moan. I needed this. I neededhim.
I pick up my pace and add in swirling motions.I really might come like this, I think as I push down harder and move even quicker, and?—
Danny shakes his head and gives my nipples two gentle tugs, moving them up and down when he does it this time. “Slow down so we can savor this.”
I blow out a frustrated breath. “Danny, I was close.”
He never used to deny me, but just like when we were younger, he’s introducing me to things I didn’t even know I liked.
Danny drops my nipples. They point down from all of the attention as he hungrily watches. “Be good, baby. Take off your thong,” he orders, his gaze sweeping down my body.
I stand and slide it off in one fell swoop.
“Can you sit on the chair for me over there?” He points to the leather chair facing the couch. I throw him alook, and he grins, his eyes glinting with warmth. “Please.”
“Are you coming, too?”
“Oh, I’ll be coming,” he says with a wink.
Danny proceeds to take the rest of his clothes off, and I proceed to unabashedly stare at his body. His muscles stand out, but they’re not outrageously big. They look like they belong on his frame, like he didn’t have to do countless workouts to achieve them. As a wide receiver, his shoulders are broad, but his torso is streamlined. The smattering of hair on his chest dusts across his light brown skin. He’s still soft around his ass, which I love.
He catches me looking and a boyish smile spreads across his face. “Are you trying to make me ask again, Gracie? Because you know I will.”
Shaking my head at his antics, I grin and head over to the chair, where I lower myself and wait for him.
He follows and crouches in front of me, tapping his hard cock twice against the side of my thigh. “Lean back in the chair and spread your thighs for me, yeah?”
