Her answer is immediate. "Okay."
She grins as I flip her onto her back, bouncing slightly against the bed. Unfastening her pants and pulling them off, I realize I'm perhaps being a bit too quick and rough. Yet she seems to love it.Noted.
Once she's beautifully naked, stretched across my bed like an offering, I step back. Lifting her foot gently, I kiss a circle around her ankle bone.
Falling in love with Lynn is going to be the best and sweetest thing I ever do. Staring down at her bare pink pussy as I glide my palms along her inner thighs, spreading her open, a transformation washes over me.
Since I first met her, I've wanted Lynn to be mine. Now I need to be hers.
Spreading her delicate pink lips with my thumbs, I slowly graze my tongue through her center, nudging around her clit as she squirms and gasps. The taste of her sweetness in my mouth makes my core and my balls tighten in response.
"I bought condoms yesterday," I say as casually as possible. "I don't know when we'll need them, but I'm just throwing that out there. For now, I need you to come on my tongue. Will you do that for me?"
The fire in her eyes is a gift that I'm going to spend every day trying to earn.
"Yes."
7
LYNN
Why do I love it so much when Ansel gives me one of his gentle commands like that?
I guess I like being guided.
It's impossible to believe that this is actually happening. The most incredible man I've ever known, the most gorgeous man I've ever seen, looks up at me with pure unabashed delight in his eyes as he wriggles his tongue through my folds, savoring every drop of my juices.
The way he cares for me is intoxicating. He's so sweet that it helps me let go.
My brain turns off again, like flipping a switch. The pressure of his tongue, so firm and wet as he circles my clit, makes me twitch and quiver, reveling in every single stroke and touch. His finger slips inside, filling me, but not too much.
I know why he's not plunging in deeper. He wants to save that moment for when he's on top of me and it's not his finger there.
Me too.
His tongue moves faster, lapping at my little button until my fingers clench the sheets, my spine twisting and tensing. Theheat coiled in my lower belly is like a weight, pushing down, down, waiting to spring open and overtake me.
My lips fall open, sputtering, crying out as my breath rasps unevenly. Ansel's free hand caresses my hip soothingly, telling me without words to relax. To let the inevitable happen.
The orgasm shoots through me on a shivering inhale, my body splayed like a starfish across the bed as I writhe in pleasure, calling out his name. His eyes sparkle as he continues licking, caressing, working every single drop of my pleasure to the surface.
When I finally grow still, Ansel licks his finger clean, then crawls over me with a satisfied smile. "You're way too sexy for your own good," he murmurs, kissing all around my throat, waiting for me to catch my breath completely.
Slipping my hand into the back of his hair, I guide his mouth to mine.
Everything feels so natural. Undeniable. His body moves into place, caging me with his arms, his huge frame making me feel small, protected. I feel the weight of his huge shaft, hot and heavy against my hip bone. Then he moves, slipping it between my legs, gently nudging the head against my swollen, overstimulated clit.
"Do you want more, Lynn?"
"Yes."
"Do you want all of me?"
Grasping his face in my palms, I nod our heads together. "Yes."
Even with a beard, his grin is absolutely boyish. "Good. Because I've needed you from the split second I saw you."
The idea of a man like him needing me makes my calves quiver. My legs spread wider as I rub against him, needing to feel him inside me. The thick, round head slips down toward my wet inner lips, and we both moan.
