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across her cheeks and chest. She wore an embarrassed smile and looked down, shielding her eyes from him.
“Hey.”
Her head jerked up, and her amethyst eyes found his.
“You really are quite beautiful, Mia.”
More blushing. It was rather becoming, and he wondered how long she could do it.
“Are you embarrassed?”
“I don’t know. You’re just so close.”
He leaned down and took her earlobe between his teeth. “You invited me up here,” he whispered.
“I don’t want you to go, it’s just extremely intimate.”
“It is that.” He nuzzled behind her ear, his nose in her hair, inhaling. “I’m sorry I upset you before, about your virginity. I want you; take a look for yourself.”
Her eyes traveled down his torso and stopped at his growing erection. “How ’bout we take things much slower?”
He knew that playing around would be safe. Plus the ability to move around much was inhibited by the small space they occupied. To cool himself down he focused on her face and rubbed his nose against hers, taking in her scent and the feel of her silky skin.
“Your skin is beautiful, like satin.” He nipped at her shoulder. “Your eyes change colors with your emotions, and I’m fascinated by them.”
“Can I touch you?”
There was that blush again, but she held her gaze steady, and it devoured him.
“Yeah, baby, touch me.”
She slid her hand down his torso to his cock and timidly palmed him, rubbing back and forth. Her cautious exploration lit a slow burn within him.
“I want you,” she said. Her eyes were hooded and her blush had dipped down to her chest.
“I want you too. Roll over and put your back to me.”
When she complied, he snaked his hands around her small waist, sliding over her hips. He popped the button on her jeans and slid the zipper down. That was enough. He was thankful they were both fully clothed; otherwise, his willpower wouldn’t last. His fingers found their way between her legs and then between her folds. She was wet but he didn’t tell her that because he thought she’d be embarrassed. But wet was good. He liked wet. He found her clit, hard and exposed. He imagined what it would look like and he wished he could see it.
She responded to his touch, arching her back into his chest and moaning his name on a whisper. His finger slid into her and she was hot and so tight …Her muscles squeezed around him, and he pulsed in time with the contractions.
His other hand came up and cupped her breast, and his fingers pinched her nipple. She moved in an erotic rocking motion that had her ass riding his cock.
“Let me make you come,” he said.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He massaged her clit until she was panting and writhing, but she wouldn’t let it happen. His lips nibbled at her ear.
“You have to let go.”
“How … How do I do that?” Her voice was breathy.
“You’ve never come before?”
“I don’t know how,” she whispered.
He spoke low into her ear. “Clear your mind. Imagine you’re jumping off of a cliff and free falling for miles into a crystal-blue sea.”
He didn’t know where the poetic came from, but he guessed it was her influence. She was his muse. His touch became more intense as he lathered her toward the place she longed to be.
“Jump off now.”
Her body bowed and her head pressed back, into his shoulder. His lips found the pulsing vein in her neck, and he traced the line with his teeth as she came apart in his arms.
His massage continued.
“Keep falling, let it come.”
When she shuddered a final time and went still, her heart was racing and she was short of breath. The marks on her neck where she had been choked were still visible, and he bent his head to gently kiss the skin there.
“Does it hurt?”
“Not any more.”
He liked touching her, so he didn’t move his hand from between her legs. He wrapped around her like a boa constrictor, not wanting to let go. He hoped she wouldn’t make him.
Chapter 6
He was asleep.
“Hey.”
Her head jerked up, and her amethyst eyes found his.
“You really are quite beautiful, Mia.”
More blushing. It was rather becoming, and he wondered how long she could do it.
“Are you embarrassed?”
“I don’t know. You’re just so close.”
He leaned down and took her earlobe between his teeth. “You invited me up here,” he whispered.
“I don’t want you to go, it’s just extremely intimate.”
“It is that.” He nuzzled behind her ear, his nose in her hair, inhaling. “I’m sorry I upset you before, about your virginity. I want you; take a look for yourself.”
Her eyes traveled down his torso and stopped at his growing erection. “How ’bout we take things much slower?”
He knew that playing around would be safe. Plus the ability to move around much was inhibited by the small space they occupied. To cool himself down he focused on her face and rubbed his nose against hers, taking in her scent and the feel of her silky skin.
“Your skin is beautiful, like satin.” He nipped at her shoulder. “Your eyes change colors with your emotions, and I’m fascinated by them.”
“Can I touch you?”
There was that blush again, but she held her gaze steady, and it devoured him.
“Yeah, baby, touch me.”
She slid her hand down his torso to his cock and timidly palmed him, rubbing back and forth. Her cautious exploration lit a slow burn within him.
“I want you,” she said. Her eyes were hooded and her blush had dipped down to her chest.
“I want you too. Roll over and put your back to me.”
When she complied, he snaked his hands around her small waist, sliding over her hips. He popped the button on her jeans and slid the zipper down. That was enough. He was thankful they were both fully clothed; otherwise, his willpower wouldn’t last. His fingers found their way between her legs and then between her folds. She was wet but he didn’t tell her that because he thought she’d be embarrassed. But wet was good. He liked wet. He found her clit, hard and exposed. He imagined what it would look like and he wished he could see it.
She responded to his touch, arching her back into his chest and moaning his name on a whisper. His finger slid into her and she was hot and so tight …Her muscles squeezed around him, and he pulsed in time with the contractions.
His other hand came up and cupped her breast, and his fingers pinched her nipple. She moved in an erotic rocking motion that had her ass riding his cock.
“Let me make you come,” he said.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He massaged her clit until she was panting and writhing, but she wouldn’t let it happen. His lips nibbled at her ear.
“You have to let go.”
“How … How do I do that?” Her voice was breathy.
“You’ve never come before?”
“I don’t know how,” she whispered.
He spoke low into her ear. “Clear your mind. Imagine you’re jumping off of a cliff and free falling for miles into a crystal-blue sea.”
He didn’t know where the poetic came from, but he guessed it was her influence. She was his muse. His touch became more intense as he lathered her toward the place she longed to be.
“Jump off now.”
Her body bowed and her head pressed back, into his shoulder. His lips found the pulsing vein in her neck, and he traced the line with his teeth as she came apart in his arms.
His massage continued.
“Keep falling, let it come.”
When she shuddered a final time and went still, her heart was racing and she was short of breath. The marks on her neck where she had been choked were still visible, and he bent his head to gently kiss the skin there.
“Does it hurt?”
“Not any more.”
He liked touching her, so he didn’t move his hand from between her legs. He wrapped around her like a boa constrictor, not wanting to let go. He hoped she wouldn’t make him.
Chapter 6
He was asleep.
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