“No. It’s not that. I want to. I just, if you touch me and keep moving like that, I won’t be able to stop myself from…”
Her lips parted in the shape of a circle. “Oh. Okay.”
“And I like to be in control.”
She stared up at me and I saw a glint of excitement flash in her eyes. “You mean, in the bedroom.”
“In life and yes, in the bedroom.”
I’d never expressed that desire with Ash. She was the first and only woman I’d been with, and things were different with her. Or maybe, my need for control was a kink I’d developed later in life. Our sex life started when we were fifteen years old. What fifteen-year-old knew what they liked in bed?
But I didn’t want to think about that now. All I wanted to do was think about the gift of having Sadie in my bed, wet and ready for me.
“Oh.” A flush rose up on her porcelain skin.
“Is that okay?”
She nodded her head and when she did her hips tilted up. I gripped her flesh harder holding her in place, and she sucked in an audible breath. I wasn’t sure if the force I’d used had caused the reaction or the look in my eyes. I could feel the intensity radiating off of me.
“If you don’t like something I do, or if you want me to stop, just tell me.”
She shook her head back and forth, her eyes brimming with earnest sincerity. “I won’t.”
This wouldn’t work if she was just going to let me do whatever I wanted and not enjoy herself. “You won’t tell me?”
“No.” A wide smile spread on her face. “I mean yes, I mean, I won’t want you to stop.”
“But you’ll tell me if you do?”
“Yes,” she panted.
“Don’t move,” I instructed her roughly as I stood.
Her hands remained above her head; her bare breasts completely exposed. She wore white panties that were nearly transparent. I could see the outline of her feminine lips and the sight sent another surge of arousal flooding through me.
I continued staring down at her as I untied my sweats and slid them down my legs. When I stepped out of the pant legs I watched as her eyes widened. I took myself in my hand and she licked her lips. Seeing her tongue caused me to swell in my hand and I felt myself pulse with an early release.
No. That wasn’t going to happen. I wasn’t going to come from just her looking at me.
Moving back onto the bed, I spread her knees apart and ran my hands up her inner thighs. When I reached the top of her leg, I traced the side of her panties and her thighs trembled against the side of my hands. Seeing her reaction, I turned my hand and brushed my knuckles against her core. The material grew damp as I continued touching her over her panties.
Her breaths were growing ragged, and I didn’t want her to come like this. I slid my fingers beneath the sides of her underwear and tugged the material down. “Lift up your hips.”
She did as I instructed, and I quickly pulled the material off leaving her completely naked.
I stared down at her pretty pink pussy and my erection swelled painfully. Urgency to drive into her roared inside of me, but I ignored it. There were other things I wanted more than that.
My hands ran along her inner thigh stopping right before her sex. My thumbs grazed just outside her feminine lips. I lifted my eyes to find her watching me. “Have you ever touched yourself when you think of me?”
She nodded as she blinked.
“Show me.”
Lowering her arm, she moved her hand to her stomach. My eyes followed her fingers as she slid them down her belly and then between her legs. I watched as her fingertips brushed along the lips of her sex. She began rubbing her clit and her seam pulsated in delight.
As much as I loved watching, I needed to participate. I needed to taste her.
“Spread yourself apart.”
She did as I instructed, her fingers split in a vee exposing her most intimate self.
I leaned forward and licked along her middle and forefinger, letting the tip of my tongue slide against her folds. Her sweet essence exploded on my tongue and my erection throbbed painfully. My balls were strung so tight, I worried that I might explode just from tasting her.
After a few passes of my tongue, I replaced her fingers with my own. Then I began to lick her up and down as my fingers massaged her outer lips. Within seconds her seam was spasming against my tongue. Soon it was coated with her arousal as she came against my mouth. Her head fell back as her hands fisted in the comforter.
Seeing Sadie so free, so responsive, so open to me had an organ I didn’t want involved in this experience expanding. My heart.
Just tonight, I reminded myself. That’s all this could be. Just tonight.
