I don’t know if it’s the drugs in my system, or if I just don’t want to feel like a kid anymore, but something makes me move towards him. I want him. Badly.
My breathing becomes shaky as I close the distance between us, and pause just for a moment before my lips connect with his. I touch them against his, lightly at first, testing to see if he really does want me, or if it’s all talk. Even after all he’s done and said tonight, I still feel unsure of his attraction towards me. I’ve never really felt as beautiful as he’s saying I am.
However, my worries go unfounded. I’m rewarded with a primal growl as his arms wrap around me, and he pulls me to him, deepening the kiss as I climb on to his lap.
Exploring his mouth with mine, I rock my body against his, marvelling in the sensation of him beneath me as my senses come alive.
A slight bout of nerves starts to bounce around inside my body when I feel the hardness between his legs as it presses against me. I don’t have much time to dwell on it though, because with one swift movement, he lifts me up and carries me to the bedroom, dropping me on the bed and holding himself above me.
His kisses start to make their way along my jaw line and down my neck, while his hand starts to knead my breasts. Sensations I’ve never felt before begin to shoot through my body, zinging between my legs like some sort of electrical charge, and I feel as though I’m in a state of pure ecstasy.
Jeff slides down the bed slightly and lifts my top, kissing me softly next to my bellybutton before rimming it with his tongue. As his fingers skirt the edge of my waistband, I suck in my breath, feeling unsure of what will come next.
“I want you to stay with me for a while Paige,” he murmurs as his fingers work to get the button of my jeans undone. “I want to teach you something new every night. I want to teach you every pleasure I can think of.” He undoes my zip and slides my jeans down my legs, revealing my white cotton panties. The burst of cool air against my skin causes my flesh to prickle with goose bumps. “When I’m finished with you, you will be an absolute master. No man will be able to resist you.”
I gasp as he pulls my panties back slightly and kisses, just above my mound, his fingers teasing me as they trace the elastic that runs around my legs. He hooks his fingers into the waistband and pulls them down, dropping them to the floor and revealing me completely, giving me nowhere to hide.
I feel a mixture of nerves and desire as he sits back and studies me. “Open your legs for me,” he commands. I close my eyes, suddenly a little unsure of myself. “It’s ok. We can stop whenever you want to. Tonight will be all about you. I want to look at you. I want to taste you. I want to show you the best part about being a woman.”
“The best part?”
“Yes. When your legs are wrapped around a man’s head, and your hips are bucking wildly because you can’t take it anymore.”
My stomach jumps up as my heart thuds loudly against my chest. “I’m scared.”
“Don’t be. Just relax,” he coos, his voice so soft and gentle, that I find myself letting out a slow steady breath before doing what he asked and opening my legs for him to see me. “That is one very nice *,” he growls, rubbing his hands gently up and down my legs. “Hmmm. I’m going to kiss it now Paige. Ok?”
“Ok,” I whisper, the sound barely making its way over my lips.
When I feel his breath, warm between my legs, I jolt involuntarily. The anticipation of his touch is just too much.
“Have you ever touched yourself?”