“Nobody’s barging in now.”
“I thought we were supposed to be kissing? Masturbation isn’t a kiss.” Although her voice is breathless, she tilts her little chin primly, her eyes flashing with a challenge.
I pinch her nipple, drawing a long moan from her. “Neither is this,” I taunt her, gently tugging at the tip.
Her back arches like an electric jolt is running up her spine. Her legs rub against mine restlessly.
“Take your hand and touch your breast. Experiment. Make yourself feel good for me, baby,” I whisper, as wicked as the devil tempting the innocent.
She stares at me as though I’ve suggested the unthinkable, but I merely look back at her, silently promising a reward for her compliance.
Licking her lips, she raises a shaky hand and cups her breast. The vision of her smaller and softer fingers kneading the creamy flesh overheats my blood. Uncertainty and desire war in her blue and green eyes.
“This is weird,” she whispers.
“Does it feel bad?”
She considers, then shakes her head. Still, her movements are too tentative. I take her index finger and rub it across her nipple. It puckers and beads under my gaze and the touch. A shudder runs through her, her finger growing tense under mine. Her legs squeeze my hips. Vulnerability and lust mix in her gaze, and her pelvis undulates, testing my already slippery control.
I take a tight rein over myself. No way am I letting a virgin make me lose it. It isn’t about my ego or her challenge. I want her to feel good, experience the carnal pleasure between a man and woman.
I want her to feel glad she chose me to be her first.
“How does it feel?” I ask, as I continue to run her fingertip over her nipple.
“Amazing,” she says shakily.
“Good girl.” I shoot her a smile, appreciating her honesty. The naked sincerity in her response stirs a protective instinct in me, and I want to spoil her senses.
I rub my cheek against the soft mound of the breast I’ve been toying with. When my stubble brushes against the nipple, she writhes in shock, her cry loud with pleasure, tinged with apprehension.
“What’s wrong, wife?”
“It’s just… It feels too intense.” She flushes. “Maybe a little scary?”
Her response is like a bucket of ice water. I can’t treat her like my exes who’ve had plenty of experience. Am I being too rough, too inconsiderate?
I realize I’m inexperienced about being somebody’s first. Sudden vulnerability and anxiety clench around my heart, making it ache.
She looks at me shyly. “Can you kiss me?”
I take her mouth tenderly, fusing my mouth with hers in a sweet gesture of mutual pleasure and reassurance. She wraps her arms around me and kisses me back, her tongue stroking mine. Her honeyed flavor intoxicates me, and I continue to kiss her while I stroke her, exploring her sensitivity.
I trail my mouth along the high cheekbones, the taut line of her jaw and the fluttering pulse point in her neck. The breaths she lets out are shaky with building pleasure. She still clings to me as though she’s lost in a big, turbulent sea, but only blissful need sparkles in her eyes—without any hint of apprehension.
Yes.
I travel lower, shower her breast with hot kisses, then suck her nipple into my mouth, wanting to push her higher. She cries out at the wet heat. I nip gently, then lick to soothe. I put my hand over hers, which is lying limply over her other breast, then massage the soft mound, rubbing the pad of my thumb over the rosy peak.
I shift my eyes upward and meet her gaze, dazed with pleasure and greedy for more. Her whole body shivers, her hips rocking against me. From the way she hangs on, I don’t think she realizes what she’s doing, simply riding the building wave of ecstasy.
The sight is magnificent. I laugh softly, her nipple still in my mouth. The vibration seems to drive her even crazier with need. Her fingers rip at the armrests.
I pinch her other nipple. “Ride it out,” I order her, letting her know it’s more than fine. “Chase the orgasm.”
“I can’t,” she whimpers. Tension winds around her tightly, but she resists, uncertainty fleeting across her face.
“Sure you can.” I squeeze her small hand over the breast, giving it firm pressure, then suck on her nipple hard, my cheeks going hollow.
