Pulling off her bra, I murmur, "Another bra with no soup stains? I swear, we have to have a serious chat."
She giggles, then stops as I kneel in front of her, holding her hands. I want her to be higher than me for what I have to say.
"Baby, I'm sorry. I thought that my family would be too much for you. But just because you're quiet it doesn't mean that you can't overcome it whenever you want to. And you do. Every time." I press a ring of kisses around her stomach. "Whether the squirrels are running from the fires of nervousness or not."
She runs her hands lightly through my beard. "Thank you for understanding. The girls at work really have been persuading me to speak up more. I feel like I'm finally getting the hang of it."
"We're going to find our balance," I say, unbuttoning her pants and dropping them to the floor, along with her panties. Lifting her slowly, I lay her across the bed, beautifully naked, and take a moment just to drink her in: pale skin, graceful curves, and a halo of auburn surrounding the prettiest face I've ever seen.
"Some days you're going to want to be quiet, and I'll leave you alone. Some days you'll want to speak up, and I'll listen to every word you say." Pulling off my shirt, I fling it toward a chair in the corner. "And sometimes I'll be too loud, and you're going to have to tell me to settle down already," I add, peeling off my socks, then dropping my pants and shorts.
Lying beside her, I take my time simply running my palms across her smooth skin, waiting until her throat and cheeks flush and her hips begin to shift restlessly. Slowly pulling her thighs open, Lynn's soft sigh thickens my shaft, making me so hard it's difficult to see straight.
Brushing a few stray hairs from her forehead, I press my mouth to hers at the same time my fingers slip between her legs and into her softest skin. Teasing her gently, slowly, I can feel her heat rise, gathering with mine as her hands wrap around me.
As I add a second finger in her snug channel, Lynn whimpers, and I instantly pause.
"That was a good noise," she whispers. "I promise."
"Don't worry, gorgeous. I'm going to learn every single inch of you, every sound, every heartbeat."
She moans louder now, beginning to squirm, rocking against my hand. She's so beautifully wet, so responsive, it barely takes a few flicks of my thumb for her back to arch, fingers digging into my skin.
"Are you going to come on my fingers?" I murmur, kissing along her collarbone. My fingers are soaked inside her, as my thumb slips back and forth across her clit.
"Yes." Her voice sounds a million miles away as her eyes close, completely focused on her impending climax.
As I nip her earlobe, her hand darts out, reaching frantically for my cock, then stroking slowly. I speed up my motions, watching my gorgeous girl whimper, then call out my name as she shakes. Her hand clenches around my cock tightly, as I grit my teeth through her orgasm.
Then her eyes fly open. "I can't believe…"
Licking my fingers clean, I ask, "Can't believe what?"
She blinks slowly, half-dazed. "Can't believe how amazing you make me feel. Not just in bed. All the time."
"I feel the same, gorgeous. Now, if you'll kindly let go of me, perhaps you'd like me to grab a condom?"
She laughs, shifting onto her elbow to watch me roll one on. Then she lies back, clearly expecting me to climb on top of her.
Instead, I sit up with my back against the headboard. "Come here."
Lynn blinks sharply. "You're serious?"
"Very. Now tell the squirrels to sit down and be quiet, and play with your new toy."
She straddles me, her knees outside my hips as I notch the tip of my cock at her center. The laughter probably helps relax her as she eases down onto me, holding onto my shoulders. She takes her time, nudging lower inch by inch as I feel her snug wet channel stretching around me. She's so tight, squeezing me, then raising up and gripping me again. It's heaven.
"Do you like being full of me?"
She nods, rocking her hips up, then sliding my length deeper.
"I love the way you feel around me," I groan, licking at her throat, nibbling along her skin.
She grips me firmly, working her hips up and down until we're completely connected. Lynn is even more beautiful whenshe's flushed, arms trembling, mouth falling open as she finds her rhythm.
"You feel so perfect around me, baby."
"You feel so…" Her eyes blaze. "Huge, to be honest."
