I watch in awe, as she pulls the material over her body, and soon, she’s only in a pair of panties that covers her pussy. The dress finds the floor, and I lick my lips at the thought of tasting her again. Her nipples are hardened pebbles, taunting me.
“And now?”
“Touch yourself, tug those nipples for me.” A groan rumbles in my chest when she wiggles her ass on my crotch. Her hands move tentatively. I can see her tremble. Even though she squares her shoulders, attempting to show confidence, I can tell she’s nervous. Her eyes dart between my mouth and my eyes.
“I’m…”
“Look at me,” I command. “We’re alone up here. And you’re making me so fucking hard, I can’t think straight. Just seeing your beautiful body has my muscles tense.” Her eyes widen, shock dancing in those golden orbs. “In a very good way.”
“It’s new to me. Having someone watch me,” she admits what I read in her demeanor. Nervous energy emanates from her with every shiver that passes through her frame.
“That’s okay,” I tell her, hoping to sound calm and not like a raging beast craving to devour her whole. I take her hands, guiding her fingers slowly up her sides, teasing a path to her tits. They’re just over a handful, her nipples are a light brown, with pebbled buds that are calling to me to suck on. “Close your eyes and imagine you’re alone. That you’re in bed, and I’m not even here.”
A slight nod is all I get, and she obeys. Her lashes flutter onto her cheeks, and she focuses on the task at hand. A soft moan falls from her lips as she tweaks them. Tugging gently, she whimpers when I grip her hips to keep her from moving on me. My cock is aching, and for a moment, I’m second-guessing this particular game.
I watch her for a long moment. She truly is spectacular. “If you keep that up, I’m going to make it hurt more than I already plan to,” I warn. My jaw ticking as my teeth grind together in an attempt to calm down. But she only smiles, finding her rhythm, lost in the pleasure she’s bestowing on herself, as well as me.
Another dick-jolting sigh comes from her plump lips as she taunts me with her heat flush against my crotch. Reaching up, I allow my fingertips to trail over the smooth, caramel skin of her chest, down between her breasts, and over her flat stomach. The panties she’s wearing are tight against her mound, and the heat of her is searing on my crotch.
I lift her up, moving us, so I can stand. With my gaze locked on hers, I watch her expression change, as she takes in my body when I shrug out of my unbuttoned shirt, then my slacks. Soon, I’m standing before her in only my boxer briefs.
I take my place on the bed again, before gently tugging on the waistband of her panties, pulling it down, just so I can see the smoothness of her body before I find the small dark strip of hair.
Lying back, I pull her over me again. I love watching her in control above me. Glancing up, I take in her expression. Her eyes are closed, as she toys with her tits.
“Look at me now,” I order from below her. Those golden eyes snap open, locking on my blue ones. “I want to see you, and I need you to see me.” I slip a hand between us and find her smooth lips.
The slickness of her arousal coats my middle finger when I tease her clit, circling it slowly. I revel in the shiver that takes hold of her when I tease her opening, before dipping a finger into her tight heat.
“Oh god,” Nesrin mumbles into the night sky. The stars twinkle above us, as she sits astride me, her body beautiful under the silver moonlight.
“That’s my girl,” I murmur. “Take your pleasure.” My words filter up to her with every gentle stroke of my fingers, in and out. Her body pulses around the two digits I have inside her.
Her thighs shake as her hips start moving faster and faster. I want so much for her to come right now, but the need to be inside her has me at boiling point.
“Stop.” I pull my fingers from her panties, causing a mewl of frustration to tumble from her lips. Her eyes are on mine, shimmering with desire and need.
“Why?” Nesrin whines, and I can’t help smiling at her frustration. I shouldn’t love it so much, but my control over her is intoxicating.
“Because when you do come, it will be on my cock,” I tell her, before reaching up to her tits, my fingers twisting her nipples, tugging them harshly and causing her to whimper. Her hips move. Her pussy rubbing against my thick erection earns her a growl of pleasure that vibrates in my chest. “Behave yourself,” I bite out, allowing my left hand to trail up to her neck.