She cursed to herself as she reached behind and kept missing the clasp on her bra. It finally came free and dropped to the floor.
Nico finished unbuttoning his shirt and watched her expectantly.
She’d never undressed before a man. It was always in the dark with Hererra. This time, she had the full moonlight through the tall windows and a couple of lit oil lamps, giving Nico a full view of her body.
“You’re forgetting something,” Nico smirked, seeming to enjoying the show.
Perhaps he was a sadist and didn’t realize it?
Autumn glared, pulled her panties down on shaking legs, and stepped out. She placed her hands on her hips and tilted her chin up with a glare on her face.
“Beautiful,” his voice was a rasping growl. “Bellissima.” He pulled a chair up, his shirt completely unbuttoned, showing off his six-pack and a slight trail of hair that disappeared into the waist of his pants.
His lips curled upward, “Good girl. Now up on the bed like I told you.”
Autumn took a deep breath and got up on the bed. The comforter was silky beneath her, and she leaned on the pillows to keep herself upright with her legs spread. She knew she should feel humiliated with herself exposed like this, but she wasn’t.
With her eyes heavy and dark, she asked, “Now what?”
Nico’s eyes lasered in on her pussy. “Touch yourself.”
Autumn blinked at him.Touch herself?
Nico held onto the arms of his chair. He stared back at her naked body, then stood and slowly walked to her. He squatted next to the bed, took her hand, and set her fingers on her chest.
“You’ve never touched yourself before, have you? For pleasure.” When Autumn didn’t respond, he continued in a low husky voice, “Lightly skim your fingers down your breasts and back up, then down to your nipples.”
“Whatever you’re trying to do, it won’t work, Nico.” Her body betrayed her even as she said the words. Wetness bathed her pussy. She could feel it seeping out as he spoke those low, seductive words.
Nico’s eyes skimmed her from top to bottom, “I’ll be the judge of that.” His eyes moved back to her, “Now, touch yourself,mia cara.”
With his fingers guiding her digits, Autumn touched her breasts. Butterflies did somersaults in her stomach. She tried not to think but worry about what would happen plagued her even as Nico guided her fingers with the light touch of his.
“Close your eyes.”
She blinked several times. “You told me to watch you.”
With his free hand, he moved a strand of hair out of her face. “I changed my mind. Watching yourself isn’t helping, is it? It’s putting you more on edge.”
Autumn swallowed, but her body seemed to gravitate toward the idea of losing one of her senses. Her heartbeat was fast, and her body vibrated, with heat
She closed her eyes and leaned back into the pillows.
Nico’s fingers, guiding hers lightly again, moved over the swell of her breasts. Her nipple pebbled beneath her fingers as she circled each one with Nico’s help. A low noise came from him, a groan. His breath fell over her nipples, as if the puff of air made them tighten further.
Their fingers moved down the swell of her breasts, then back up, and circled her nipples again.
“Pinch them.”
She did as he asked, and a whimper escaped her throat. Nico’s groan echoed around the room. She heard the creak of a chair and realized he wasn’t guiding her anymore.
Her eyelids fluttered.
“Keep your eyes closed. You don’t need my help, baby, you got this.”
She did as he commanded and swept her hands over her nipples, rubbing the center of her palm against them. Her back arched as she sought more of the touch.
“Move further south and touch your pussy. Feel how wet you are.”
