I do as I’m told, lifting my leg and placing my foot on the bed.I should be feeling shy, embarrassed even, but desire engulfs these emotions to the point where he could ask me to get on my knees and beg, and I would.
With both hands, he grips my waist and pulls me towards him.
Slowly, so fucking slowly, he runs his thumb down my stomach and continues until it reaches my pussy.He stops for a brief second.
It’s agony, and I have to stop my hips from involuntarily thrusting towards him.That is until he slides his thumb down and over my clit, and something explodes behind my eyes.
Oh my God.
No one has ever touched me here.No one.And it feels like magic.It feels like I’m under a spell.It feels like nothing else matters as long as he keeps touching me.
I bite my lip as he lightly circles my clit before dipping his thumb inside me.He was right.I wasn’t nearly wet enough for him.But I am now as his thumb slides in and out of me, his finger now toying with my clit as my breath catches in my throat.
He’s gentle, the pressure so light it only makes me want it more.My head spins, my fists clench, and I think I’m going to come, but then he pulls his hand away.
What the fuck?
I panic.Is this the part where he pulls back and tells me this was all a joke?When he laughs in my face and says this was all to humiliate me?
And just when I think this is all too good to be true, he pulls my hips towards his face and his tongue does one long lap of my pussy.
The leg I’m standing on buckles.
Holy fuck.
I’ve read about this in so many books, but nothing could have prepared me for what it feels like.
Fuck!
Sparks ignite in my pussy and travel through my body as I grip his hair and push his face into me.
It’s animalistic.It’s brutal.And I can’t get enough.
His tongue laps at me, flicks my sensitive spot, and then dips inside me, and the whole room melts away.His hand squeezes my bottom as the other guides my hips forwards, and I think I’m going to pass out.
My leg wobbles.
“Fuck, I can’t stand,” I say through ragged breaths.
Fenrir pulls back and I’m bereft, devastated that he’s stopped, taken away my pleasure when it was building so fucking high.He grabs my waist and twists me onto the bed, then takes hold of both my ankles.He stares at me for a second, appearing to take in my splayed legs, my heavy breathing, and flushed cheeks, before kneeling and placing my legs over his shoulders.
Picking up where he left off, his tongue flicks over my clit.My back arches as he slides two fingers inside me, and I grab his hair and hold his face still as the first orgasm anyone has ever given me shatters through my body.
“Holy shit.”I clench my teeth as my breath rushes from my lungs, trying to steady the roll of euphoria washing over me.My stomach clamps, my legs tense as I ride through my orgasm.“Holy fucking shit,” I say as the last tremors pulse through me.
Fenrir inches back, sitting up on his heels as he regards me.I thought he’d look smug and pleased with himself, but no.He looks focused, like the job isn’t done yet.
Reaching for his belt, he asks, “Are you on birth control?”
Pushing myself up on my elbows, I answer, “Yes.”His eyes narrow, so I explain.“My mum took me to the doctor not long after I started my periods because they were really painful.The doctor put me on birth control to help with the pain.Nothing to do with my sex life, as I was fourteen at the time.I’ve been on it ever since, and I obviously don’t have any diseases.”
“Me neither,” Fenrir says and continues to unfasten his belt.
I sit up and push his hands away to try and take over, but he stops me.
“Not this time,” he says, and must see my confusion.“Your first time should be about you and only you.I can wait.”
Looking up at him, I frown.“But I want to.”
