Again, I took the time to actually think about what he was asking me, and what he was offering me. Was I ready to take this step with him if I took my libido out of the equation? I knew that sleeping with Tobin would be another step toward permanently cementing him in my heart. And if things went bad? If I couldn’t give him what he needed in our relationship? I would be devastated. But he’d agreed to give me time, and I wanted him. Wanted this.
“I’d like option one, please,” I whispered. “Right now.”
“My little fairy is needy, huh?” he replied with a smirk, but then grew serious. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you, little fairy.”
Then he kissed me, but this wasn’t like any kiss I’d experienced before. The kiss he gave me started slow then blossomed into a soul-searing claiming. He held my head and firmly but gently directed my movements. Our tongues tangled, and I struggled to catch my breath both from the intensity and the lust flowing through me.
Finally, he retreated, and I gasped in relief then moaned at the loss.
“I know, Charlotte,” he said, taking several deep breaths, letting me know he felt the same. “We’re going to be so good together. I promise.”
“I know, Tobin.” I sat back and stood up, slipping out of my heels, yanking my stretchy jersey dress over my head, and shimmying out of my stockings before he could stop me, leaving me standing in front of him in my matching black lace bra and thong. “Now show me.”
He rose from the bed and began stripping, never taking his eyes off of me.
“You’re so beautiful, Charlotte.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I replied, taking in his body once he stood naked before me. Broad shoulders, strong arms, a sculpted mid-section, and muscular thighs all added up to one attractive man. “Do you work out a lot?”
He chuckled. “I shovel shit and toss bales of hay around a few times a week. That’s more than enough to keep me in shape.” His eyes darkened, making me shiver in anticipation. “Come here.”
I closed the small gap between us, and he pulled me into his arms, then guided us onto the bed so we were lying facing each other.
He traced one finger over my eyebrows and down the side of my face, studying me so thoroughly I squirmed.
“What are you looking at?” I asked, both wanting to end his scrutiny and get to the good stuff.
“You,” he replied, voice husky and filled with need. “I never thought I’d be here with you, like this. I thought I screwed up too badly.”
“You’re doing a good job of redeeming yourself. But I don’t want to talk about that anymore, Tobin.”
I couldn’t stop the pleading tone in my voice.
“You’re right. The time for talking about the past is over. I’ve got much more important things to do right now.”
He reached behind me and unclasped my bra before he flipped me onto my back, leaned over my chest, and began circling my nipples with his tongue. Alternating between each breast, nibbling and sucking until they both became stiff peaks.
“These are perfect.”
“They’re a little small.” I’d always been self-conscious of my small boobs.
“They’re perfect for your body,” he insisted. “And they’re the perfect size for me to fit in my mouth.”
I gave up protesting and just enjoyed the feelings he was creating. But it wasn’t long before I wanted more and began squirming as I ached for him to move lower.
“Do you need something, little fairy?” he asked, raising his head and giving me a devilish grin.
“Please.” I hoped he understood and didn’t make me say it.
“I’ve got you.” He winked and slid down my body, taking my underwear with him and sliding it off, then positioned himself between my legs. I bent my knees and made more room for his broad shoulders, uncaring that I was shoving myself into his face.
“Look at this pretty pink pussy,” he said, and I moaned in response. “I like this little fluff of hair right here.” He petted me and spread me as he talked, ratcheting up my arousal. “And your clit is right there, all engorged and begging me to lick it.”
I never thought I’d enjoy this kind of inspection, but with every dirty word he said, I knew Tobin had unearthed a new kink of mine.
“Do you want me to lick your little clit, Charlotte?” he asked, blowing softly on it and making my legs tremble.
“Yes, please, Tobin,” I begged. “Please, lick it.”
“Nothing would make me happier.”
I thought he’d attack and ravage me, but he surprised me when he began slowly circling it with his tongue, like he had with my nipples.
Teasing me as he increased pressure but didn’t actually touch where I needed him to.
And then he did.
He licked it and sucked it and made me gasp at the onslaught of sensation. It only took a minute for my legs to shake and pleasure to shoot through me like a rocket. I’m sure I yelled out his name as my body contracted when the orgasm peaked.
“How was that?” he asked from right beside me. I hadn’t even felt him move.
“The best.” I wasn’t lying. It was literally the best orgasm I’d ever experienced.
Tobin broke out in a cocky grin. “Little fairy, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
His words were a challenge, one I couldn’t resist.
“Show me.”
His eyes blazed for a second before he answered.
“Just remember you asked for it.”