I relaxed my own legs, spreading them a little more to accommodate the rock between my legs. I thought through everything I had ever said to her, my brain moving too fast until I paused, her beautiful eyes waiting for me to lead her. To guide her. To tell her what to do next.
Every thought in my mind quieted at the look in those eyes. “I’ll take care of you,” I told her softly, bringing my fingers up to my lips. I slid two of them in, wetting them easily. Part of me doubted she was actually wet with all the panic running through her veins. She had surprised me in the past, but I didn’t want to take my chances, not with everything else that had already happened to her.
“Deep breath, Olivia,” I said, her fingers easing a little as I moved closer to her panties. “Lean back a little for me,” I instructed, lifting myself a little just to get a better angle. If Iwas going to finger-fuck her, I was going to do it the right way.
Her beautiful pale throat bobbed, but after a moment of hesitation, she did as she was told, leaning back on one hand, scooting her hips a little towards the edge of the bed.
“Put your feet on my knees,” I said, placing a hand gently on her knee.
She gasped and jerked her knee away only to shake her head. “Sorry,” she muttered, her pupils wide. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, take your time.”
She searched my eyes for several seconds before nodding and looking down at her own feet. Seconds ticked by before she finally lifted one, placing it on my knee, and then the other.
I gave her a reassuring smile. “You’re doing so good, pup.”
Her eyes lifted back to me, flicking to my lips quickly before settling.
Okay, so I couldn’t touch her knee, that was fine, I didn’t need to touch her body anywhere else but where she wanted me too.
Rather, I gently sat up a bit and grabbed the edge of the bed on the outside of her knee. “Touch is something you control,” I told her, slowly inching my way back towards her pussy. “You have to learn that in this new role of yours. You are in control. Tell me where to put anything, and that’s where it will be. My hands, my feet, my cock. Tell me where to put my tongue, and I will do it.”
“I’m not you,” she panted, her hand tightening around my neck again.
“We learn to find our own paths,” I replied, sliding my fingers passed the hole in her sweats. “What works for some won’t work for others. You can tell me what to do and say please afterwards, and I can beg you to say it again.”
She inhaled sharply when my fingers teased the outside of her panties. “I just want to feel normal again,” she whispered asI slowly dragged my finger up the center of her.
Her panties were wet. That was a good sign, I think. I hoped. “You will never feel like you did, Olivia,” I explained, adding a little more pressure, watching her lips part on a silent moan. “You have to find a new way to feel. A new normal.”
“Evolve,” she said on a breath.
I nodded, carefully, slowly, moving her panties to one side, her legs tensing, my hand gripping into the mattress. Fuck me. I would need my own release later.
“Breathe deep,” I instructed, her pupils so wide, I could hardly see the colors in her eyes. “That’s a good girl,” I mumbled, sliding my fingers up the center of her again, feeling her warm cunt react to my touch.
“Keep talking,” she pleaded, my fingers sliding in just a little.
“You’re mine, pup,” I told her, a shiver running down my spine, her nails digging into the wounds she had already made, my fingers sliding into her beautiful wet cunt slowly. “Such a beautiful, good little whore.”
She released a breath, angling her hips a little more, her eyes locked unblinkingly onto mine. “Deeper,” she asked.
Slow and steady, draw it out, make it feel good. Make it feel unlike anything she’s had before.Give.
I slid my fingers in deeper, watching her face shift, her mouth drop, her body relax. “You’re so beautiful, baby,” I hummed, curling my fingers just enough to add to her pleasure. “Let me hear you moan, please,” I added, a breath escaping her throat. “I want to hear how good I’m doing.” I needed to know if she was okay. I needed to know what was going through her mind.
“Just…” She released a breath, a soft moan falling with it. “Don’t stop. Please, Everett, don’t—” She groaned through her teeth “Fuck, that’s it.”
It was an effort to keep the pace. My cock was throbbingpainfully in my pants, my eyes trained on hers, memorizing her face, memorizing everything about her. She was coming back to me, piece by piece, and I would help rebuild her in every way she needed.
“You’re doing so good for me, baby,” I hummed, my voice thick with lust, my nails digging into the bed as hers dug deeper into my neck, my collar cold with blood. “Keep breathing, feel how deep my fingers are inside of you.Myfingers, because you are mine, and I am yours. Yours to control, to use. Your toy.”
Her other hand gripped into the bed, her cunt clamping down around my fingers, her body going tense. “Oh, fuck,” she panted.
“Keep looking at me,” I instructed, my heart racing, my body on fire. “Keep watching me, baby girl, that’s it. Fuck, that’s it, just like that.” Holy fucking shit. Holyfuckingshit.
She came all over my hand, her moans coming out in cracked whimpers, as if she were terrified to allow herself to feel it. That was okay, we could work on that again. I didn’t mind.
