“What is it then? What do you want me to give you?”
“Your cock!” she cries out, startling me at her confession.
“Wren…” I sigh heavily, and her brows pinch as she tries to pull me closer to her.
“Please, Sly. I want you to make love to me.”
“Fuck,” I hiss, dropping my head back as I try to restrain myself from doing just that.
“You don’t want to?” she whispers, sounding hurt.
My eyes whip back to her in alarm. “No, Wren, of course I want that. But I refuse to take your virginity with a quicky against a tree. You deserve so much more than that.”
Her shoulders drop a little as if she understands what I’m saying, but is disappointed. I try not to grin at that. She’s disappointed I’m not going to have sex with her… I can work with that.
“When you and I connect like that for the first time, I want to take my time. I’m going to worship every inch of your body while your hands are bound above your head or behind your back so you’ll have no choice but to take what I give you.”
She gasps, her hips trying to buck against mine. “What about my reward?”
The corner of my mouth tugs up a fraction, enjoying her heightened state of arousal. I run one thumb over her panties, right up her slit, and she gasps, her breasts pressing against my chest as she tilts her lips up to mine.
“You mean this reward?” My lips dip to hers at the same time I push her panties aside and sink two fingers deep into her. She cries out against my mouth, making me groan in approval as I swallow up the sounds, keeping them for my ears only.
I pump my fingers in and out quickly, aware that we have a limited time to work with. When I feel her core start to tighten, I rub circles on her clit with my thumbs, and she explodes. I work my damn hardest to keep her screams contained while I continue finger fucking her through her release.
When she finally stops spasming, I pull my fingers out and lick them clean before fixing her underwear and helping her stand on her feet.
I cup her blissed-out face as I tell her, “Next time you don’t have to wait so long to ask for a release.”
Her eyebrows raise in surprise. “Really? What if we’re… You know… not alone?”
“Leave that to me. You don’t have to worry about it. You just say the word, and I’ll make sure that either me or one of the other three gets you coming on our fingers or tongues as soon as possible.”
“What’s the word?” she whispers, licking her lips as she tilts her head up to me from her petite height.
I smirk. “Humpback whales.”
She laughs, then watches her own hands roam down my chest, stopping at my belt. “What about you?” she asks, biting her lips coyly.
I lean to the side and see Jagger and Elias leaning against the SUV. Jagger sees me and gives me a thumbs-up, which I return. What a strange gesture. I don’t think I’ve given anyone a thumbs-up in my life. But I have to admit, it’s kind of nice to have him and the others watching out for us, keeping Elias away, and giving us a moment together.
“Sly?” She tugs on my belt. “Will you let me touch you?”
My beautiful, naive little bird is turning into a sexy little nympho.And she’s still a virgin.
“Kneel,” I command, trying not to sound too forceful as I don’t want to scare her. Her eyebrows lift in surprise, but the way her eyes heat as she quickly drops to her knees in the grass before me tells me she enjoys the authority in my tone.
I reach forward, needing to touch her as my fingers thread through her silky hair. “Take it out,” I command. She bites her lip, then reaches up, undoing my zipper and gently reaching in to free me from my confines. The moment her soft fingers wrap around me, I have to place a hand on the tree to stop myself from crumbling to the ground.
“Lick it,” I say, my voice husky with need. She leansforward and runs her tongue right up my shaft and over my slit. I grunt in approval, and she does it again. I’ve had plenty of dalliances before, but nothing compares to watching my sweet little bird on her knees, touching me this way.
I tighten my free hand in the hair at the back of her head, and she actually moans.Moans!As if she enjoys me holding her tightly, as if the mere knowledge of my enjoyment actually arouses her.
She’s fucking perfect. “Open up, Wren,” I whisper around gritted teeth, trying to hold myself back. After her rubbing against me, working me up, and now having her warm, tantalizing mouth on me, I’m already ready to explode.
Her mouth opens wide, and she doesn’t wait for permission to feed herself my rock-hard cock. Normally, I would punish her for not waiting for my command, but we are short on time, not to mention the fact that there is no way I want her to remove her warm, soft mouth from me.
It’s hard to think she’s only done this a couple of times; she’s definitely a natural and a fast learner. But I think the part that makes my climax start to rush forward is the fact that she’s whimpering and moaning as if she’s just as turned on as I am.
