Her eyes are still a little hazy, the pupils dilated. All of her attention is now focused on the ruddy head of my cock. It jumps, shamelessly begging for her attention. Fire flares in her golden eyes, darkening them as her teeth sink into her plump bottom lip. She blinks slowly as her hands grip the blankets tighter, her knuckles whitening.
My hardness twitches again in response and another rivulet of precum slides down my length, joining the first one. Her eyes follow it until it disappears before jolting up to my mine like she just realized she was staring. Her cheeks are flushed bright pink and her hair is a wild tangle against my pillow. I grin at her and wink before returning my gaze to the heaven nestled between her slim thighs.
“I’m going to kiss you here now,” I whisper gruffly, stroking a finger against her damp flesh, right where I want to bury myself. “Is that okay?”
Her head falls back against the pillow, a wordless sound of assent tearing from her throat as I trace a small circle around the hard little pearl of her clit and slowly let my fingertip drift down her slit to lightly tap her hidden entrance.
“I need you to tell me it’s okay, Faye,” I insist as she squeezes her eyes shut, blushing. She nods her head and mumbles “s’okay” before hiding her burning cheeks behind her hands.
Leaning forward I press a kiss against the stiff little bundle of nerves and she squeaks, her legs clamping down on my shoulders, her hips lurching at the brief contact.
“You okay, Sweetpea?” I ask, my mouth still pressed lightly against her. I inhale deeply, loving her sweet scent. When she doesn’t reply I lift my face and look up at her. She is still hiding behind her hands, her eyes shut.
She looks terrified.
“Yes?” she finally asks in response to my question after several heartbeats pass. Time to slow things down. I lower her legs and ass back to the bed before sliding back up until I am face to face with her. Raining small kisses everywhere her hands aren’t covering, I cuddle her close against me, ignoring my dick screaming at me not to pump the brakes right now.
“We don’t have to do anything you aren’t ready for. You know that, right?”
She nods, still hiding behind her slim fingers. Needing her to look at me, I pull her hands down and lace her small fingers with mine. Her eyes are still closed, the lashes fluttering against her cheeks.
“Wanna tell me what's wrong, baby?”
She sighs and opens her eyes, her pupils so huge the iris is just a thin golden ring around the deepest black . She bites her lip again with another heavy breath, and I can almost see her thoughts jumping around in her head.
“I guess I’m feeling shy...and a little e
mbarrassed,” she whispers after another long moment.
I wait for her to continue, stroking my hands over her skin. Gentling her. Touching her everywhere except for where I most want to. After a silent minute she continues her train of thought.
“It’s just that you seem to know exactly what you are doing and I...umm...don’t.” Her gaze falls to the tattoos etched on my chest.
“What are you saying, baby?” I rumble. I know what she is trying to tell me, and a smile pulls at the corner of my lips. It’s nothing I didn’t already guess, but still! I swear to God, I’m the luckiest fucker alive!
“I’m a fucking virgin. And you’re obviously not. Okay? There! I said it! Happy now?” she snaps, her pale skin flushing red again, before she flops back again with a disgusted huff.
“Hell yeah, that makes me happy, Sweetpea,” I answer, my hands coming up to cup the curve of her cheeks as I plunder the sweet depths of her mouth again. I have never tasted anything as sweet as her innocent kisses. Her legs move against me, her little hips thrusting hesitantly against my partially uncovered cock. Settling my shaft against the hot seam of her lower lips is like being struck by lightning. Shock radiates through me and I feel my balls tighten. Knowing I have to say something that will make her feel less unsure, I whisper in her ear,
“I don’t have as much experience as you think I do Sweetpea.” Her golden eyes look at me with surprise.
“Really?” she breathes.
Nodding, I lower my lips to hers again and kiss her with all the love I have for her in my heart. She will never know the touch of another man, I promise myself, knowing that I will always do everything in my power to keep her happy and safe. With my vow made I finally give in and let myself move against her welcoming body.
I rub the exposed head of my cock against the slippery wetness gathered in the valley between her thighs, both of us moaning at the sensations tearing through us. I tease her, sliding through her soft lips and bumping over her clit until once again she is consumed by the feelings unleashing inside her. The sounds of her small gasps and sighs a symphony for my ears alone. A possessiveness I’ve never felt swamps me. No one but me has ever heard her make these sounds.
When I finally slide down her body and fit my shoulder back between her spread thighs she is completely lost to the pleasure. She arches, pressing up into me as my mouth settles over her hot mound and I firmly lick the seam of her pussy. Flattening my tongue against her, I lap at the dewy sweetness coating her lips over and over until her thighs are rigid under my hands. She is getting close. Chanting my name she digs her heels into the mattress and thrusts timidly against me.
Smiling I sit up. Her eyes fly open with a small cry of protest. “Why did you stop?” she breathes.
“I wasn’t ready for you to cum yet.” I tell her. My voice is rusty, like I haven’t spoken a word in years.
“Well! I was!” she exclaims with a small huff. Her indignation almost making me chuckle.
“So sorry,” I can’t help but smirk as she folds her arms over her breasts and moves to sit up. “Lie back down, baby,” I murmur, my hands returning to her slim thighs and pushing them wide again. “So pretty here,” I whisper, loving the sound of her moan above me as I softly stroke her with my fingertips.
Locking my gaze on the damp rosy folds before me, I carefully spread her open revealing the firm little nub of her clit. She gasps in surprise at the sensation and I glance up. All of her attention is on where I have her spread open. Knowing she is watching makes my cock throb and leak more insistently. Ignoring it I lean close, inhaling deeply the sweet sugary scent of her arousal before sucking her little clit into my mouth and circling it with my tongue over and over.