He eased me back onto the pillow he’d had me propped up on before, and I couldn’t have moved even if I wanted to.
Felix was right. This was going to be aloteasier. He could’ve done just about anything he wanted to me right now and I wouldn’t so much have made a sound of complaint.
I heard him going to the nightstand and pillowed my head on my arms, legs falling further apart of their own accord. If Felix’shandfelt that good, his cock was bound to feel better. Right?
A moment later his warm body settled over me again, and I recognized the sound of the lube being uncapped and a condom wrapper tearing.
My stomach tried to tense, but I didn’t have the energy left to really tighten up.
“Why didn’t you get me to do this for you?” I asked as the thought hit me, brain-to-mouth filter gone.
“Because I’m a slut who doesn’t really need it,” Felix said, dropping a kiss between my shoulder blades. “I already know how much I like dick. You’re new to this.”
I snorted, letting the mattress take even more of my weight and sighing deeply.
“And it’s okay if you don’t like it,” Felix murmured. “You don’thaveto, lots of people don’t.”
“What if Idolike it?” I asked.
Felix chuckled. “Then we’ll have to flip a coin,” he said, curling one hand around my shoulder and trailing lube-slick fingers up the inside of my thigh.
My fingers tightened in the sheets as he slipped them further up, rubbing lazily over me. Getting me used to it, again. Taking care of me.
Because he loved me.
And I didn’t have anything to be afraid of.
Felix made a soft, happy noise as my shoulders relaxed again, increasing the pressure of his fingers, threatening to push inside any moment.
“You’re doing so well,” he murmured. “I’m flattered.”
“I trust you,” I said, unsure whether or not I’d said it out loud before. It was true, either way, and I wanted him to know that.
My hips bucked as the tip of his finger slipped inside me, a gasp catching in my throat, thighs tensing.
“It’s okay,” Felix said. “It’s okay.”
“It is okay,” I agreed, out of breath already. “Just new.”
“I know. I remember this.” Felix’s voice was soft, reassuring, never losing that edge of confidence. “It’s gonna be so good,” he promised as he slid his finger in further, agonizingly slow, keeping me tense for long moments until he was in as far as he could go.
Okay. I could do this.
An experimental clench made Felix’s breath hitch, so I could see alotof potential here.
I relaxed again as Felix stroked the back of my neck with his free thumb, a gentle touch that reminded me everything was okay.
Stars burst behind my eyes all of a sudden as he brushed a sensitive spot, my back arching, breath hitching, a thrill of arousal rolling around in my gut.
Oh.Oh.
Okay. Now I got it.
“Is that—?”
“Yeah,” Felix interrupted. “Don’t say it, it’s not sexy.”
“Feels pretty sexy to me,” I murmured, shifting my hips, subtly encouraging him to touch me there again.
