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He bends forward, undoing the laces on his boots and kicking them off before removing his socks. I bite my lip as he removes his belt and loosens the button on the top of his jeans. "Relax, baby. Jeans won't come off until I know you're ready," he says as he climbs back onto the bed.

He spreads my legs enough for him to kneel in between them. He grabs one of my legs at the knee and gently bends it upward, and I let him, unsure of what he's about to do until he removes my converse. He then does the same with the other one before moving, leaning over me and placing his hands either side of my head. He leans down and gives me a chaste kiss, then returns to his kneeling position.

He watches me, his eyes a brighter blue right now, flicking back and forth between mine. I feel small flutters in my stomach as he curls his fingers in the waist of my leggings and drags them down my legs, shuffling down the bed with them. He pulls them over my feet and tosses them across the room.

My heart rate increases as his eyes slowly move over every inch of my body. He licks his lips and closes his eyes, then tips his head back.

"Are you okay?" I whisper, nerves making me feel a little sick.

He nods but doesn't open his eyes or bring his head back down. "Just give me a minute to breathe, baby.”

I lie on that bed for what feels like hours in my underwear, while he keeps his head tipped back and sucks in big gulps of air.

His head slowly lowers, his eyes lock on mine as he leans forward, covering my body with his. He places his hands either side of my head, resting his body on his forearms as he reaches down and kisses me, pushing his tongue into my mouth and rolling it around. I barely have time to react before he's pulling back, his teeth taking hold of my lip as he nips, pulling at it. He lets it go then gives it a gentle peck.

"If you want to stop at any point, you have to say it, okay?" he tells me.I nod and reach up to kiss him again, but he pulls back. "No, Nova, say it. If you want me to stop, you will tell me. At any point, you have to tell me."

I nod. "I promise I'll tell you to stop if I want you to."

He tucks his arms underneath me and lifts me up, I feel his hands on the clasp of my bra, and within seconds he loosens it then slides the straps down my arms.

"Holy fuck." He breathes as my breasts fall from the cups. He drops it over the side of the bed without even looking, his head already moving closer to my chest.

He lays me down as he runs his tongue around my nipple, soaking it, before sucking it into his mouth. He moves his hand to my other one and cups it, rubbing and squeezing, then taking my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolling it between them, nipping and pulling at it.

I let out a moan of pleasure as my back arches off the bed. I grip the back of his head, holding him in places as he continues to suck and nip at one nipple while twisting and pulling at the other.

I hold my breath as I feel a light throbbing start in my pussy. These feelings, these sensations, I've never felt anything like this before. Sure, I've masturbated before, but I've never managed to bring myself to orgasm, so I don't know what it feels like. Is this what it feels like? Is this normal?

Max releases my nipple from his mouth with a pop. He looks up at me and smirks, then licks a path to my other nipple. His mouth covers it, sucking and licking as his hand swaps to the other one. My body is on fire, my pussy is tingling, and my stomach feels like it has tiny little dragonflies fluttering about inside.

"Max," I breathe out, not really sure what I'm calling him for.

He stops instantly and moves over me, his face over mine. "Are you okay? Do you want to stop?" he asks, his voiced laced with concern.

I shake my head. "No." I swallow. "Please don't stop. I need more."

Chapter Thirty-Nine

"Please don't stop. I need more," she breathes out, barely above a whisper. I lean down and place a kiss on her lips, then trail kisses down her body, giving both of her breasts a little more attention, before my lips illicit a trail of goosebumps from her stomach all the way to her pussy.

I kiss her over her white lace boxers. She lifts her hips, bringing her body closer to mine and I slip my fingers into the hem of her underwear then look up at her. "These aren't your favourites, are they?" I ask.

She shakes her head, confused. "No, but I only have a couple of pairs," she responds.

I smirk then grip them and rip them in half, before pulling them from her body and bringing them up to my nose. Her face flushes as she watches me sniff at them. Her scent is intoxicating. I kind of wish I'd not ripped them from her as I kind of want to keep them. Maybe next time I'll save them.

I trail the tips of my fingers down her legs, she shivers in response, and I smile. I shuffle down the bed a little, giving me room to lie down. I bend her leg a little and begin giving her small kisses on the back, behind her knee. She lets out a quiet moan at the sensations. I can’t wait to hear more of her little moans. I want to hear her cry out from pleasure, I want her to call my name as she experiences an orgasm from sex for the first time.

I run the tip of my tongue from the side of her knee, all the way up to the top of her inner thigh. She fists the duvet and arches her body as I move to do the same with the other leg. I stop when I get to the apex of her thighs, lifting both of her legs and tucking them over my shoulders. Wrapping my left arm over her right leg, holding it place, I trail a path with my fingertips over her hips, letting them gently play with the hairs on her pussy.

"Max," she breathes out. "Please, I need more," she begs, and I smile. I'd give nothing more than to sink into her right now, but I need this to be a good experience for her, I want to know what I've given her is complete pleasure.

I use my thumb to add a little pressure to the tiny nub. "Oh," I barely hear her say as I move my thumb around in circles. I glide my finger down between the lips of her pussy, slipping my finger inside, and I hitch a breath.

"Baby, you're so wet," I say, barely able to contain myself.

I feel her body tense and I glance up at her. "I'm so sorry, I... erm…"