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It was true. Remy was always moving, always fidgeting and twitching he would have never been able to sit long enough for a session and every time I had come home with a new piece something I wanted to show off, he had been the first to see it. If he had lived long enough to see me finish my apprenticeship he had promised to let me draw up something for him, it was one of those million regrets I had mentioned earlier. She was making short work of my pants and I had the sudden need to slow her down so I picked her up like she was a little doll and tossed her onto the center of my bed. She bounced with an oaf and ended up sprawled on her back spread eagle. I toed off my boots and let my pants fall the rest of the way off, since I typically just went commando when I crawled up over her I was naked and she was still fully dressed. Her eyes got big because I put my hands under her shirt and dropped down to plant a bunch of kisses along her throat.
“You’re like good whiskey, Shaw. You go to a guy’s head quick and smooth. Last time we blazed through a bunch of the good stuff, why don’t we slow it down a little this time?” I let my fingers brush over the top of her bra and felt her body get tight. She bent her legs up so that I was cradled in between and despite our size difference we fit together just fine. She let her hands roam all across my back and I felt the edge of her nails bite into my skin and the press of her heels into the curve of my ass, it was awesome.
“I was afraid last time that if we slowed down to think you would stop and I felt like I would die if you stopped.”
I had my hands under her bra now and she was making little gasping noises that made me harder than I already was. I got her shirt off over her head and sealed her mouth shut with mine. She didn’t hesitate to kiss me back and I decided then and there that kissing Shaw was probably as close to heaven as I was ever going to get. There was just the right amount of give and take, just the right amount of tongue and teeth, just the right amount of breathless pull that made me see stars and want to tear her pants off and forge ahead like a marauder. She wasn’t kidding about liking the jewelry in my mouth. She rubbed her tongue across the barbell and rubbed her bottom lip across the hoop in a way that had my eyes drifting closed and almost made me forget that I was supposed to be showing her that there was lots of good stuff we had flashed past last time.
“See I don’t think we spent anytime here.” I ran my thumb over her nipple and watched as it puckered instantly at my touch. “You are so pretty and pink Shaw and I don’t think you even know the half of it.” I let my tongue run across the base of her throat and down until I had one peak in my mouth. She tasted as sweet as she smelled and the idea that I was the only one that got to do this to her, that she was mine, just mine made it all even better. She muttered my name and arched up as I worked her over pretty good with my mouth on her br**sts. She was undulating under me, pulling me closer to her with greedy hands and rubbing against the part of me that fully agreeing with her that I was moving to slow. I let go of the flesh I was torturing with a soft pop and kissed her breast bone. “See, good stuff.”
She sighed, “Totally.” I propped my weight up on an elbow and traced a path from her throat to her belly button. The taunt skin on her belly quivered a little when I traced a pattern around the small indent. I liked the way my tattooed skin looked against her much clearer canvas; I also got a little kick out of the fact that when I flattened my palm against her belly that my name went from one side to the other claiming what I was quickly starting to consider my very own. I let my thumb hook under the top of her pants and rubbed a pattern that made her wiggle enticingly against me.
“Rule,” there was a hitch in her voice. “What are you waiting for?”
“Nothing.” I kissed her again and took my time about it I wanted her to know that she affected me just as much I seemed to be affecting her. Normally when I was with a girl I was all about instant gratification, there was no build up, no anticipation. I mean I liked to think that I had developed some pretty good moves over the years but I was also a big fan of getting to the finish line in as little time as possible. I wasn’t there to create memories. I was there for a mind numbing orgasm and a minute of peace, but she was different. With her I was different and this thing happen between us was most definitely different.
I got under her super tight pants and was surprised to find that she hadn’t bothered with anything underneath. I pulled my head up and grinned down at her. “Commando?”
She shrugged and shifted a little when my fingers brushed over all her soft and warm parts. “What? These pants are practically painted on and no matter how tiny the panties are they show so no underwear was the only option.”
“I would never peg you for the type.” She gasped my name out as made my way in to her damp heat. Her whole body bowed up against mine and I caught her across the back to keep her there and taunt under my ministrations. The friction between what I was doing and her tight pants was making her quake in my arms and I knew it was only a matter of time before she came apart in my hands. “You’re always so proper and put together, who knew underneath was such a naughty girl?” She was slick and fluttery all the things I wanted a girl to be right before she made a sweet noise of surprise and flared her eyes open at me. Her hands clamped down on my neck and she tugged me down for another mind bending kiss right before I felt her melt. I smiled against her mouth and shifted so that I could help her pull her pants off even though she was moving a lot slower than me. Once she was as naked as I was I took a minute to appreciate the view because a naked Shaw was something to appreciate and a naked, luminously satisfied Shaw was something master artists would kill to capture on canvas.
She leaned over me to dig a condom out of the drawer. I settled on my back and let her crawl over the top of me. I stacked my hands behind my head and just watched as she tore the packet open with her teeth and set about suiting me up. She was gentle about it and I think afraid she might hurt me but it was a good thing she took her time with it because the jewelry down there sometimes made getting protection on tricky. Once everything was set and I was hard enough to pound nails she looked at me a little apprehensively and settled over my lap.
“I don’t think I know how to do it this way.”
And wasn’t that just amazing? I got to teach this beautiful, amazing, kick ass girl all about sex and all about the great shit in between. I moved so that she was where she needed to be and helped her figure out how to slide down and glide back up. I gritted my teeth and let out some swear words because nothing had me prepared for her trying to find her rhythm. As she moved up and down, rocked back and forth and pretty much turned my mind to mush I tried to keep some modicum of control but it was no avail. When I felt her start to come apart I flipped her over on her back and drove into her like I was trying to bury myself inside her to live forever. She didn’t seem to mind the manhandling too much, her nails scraped across the shaved part of my head and her tiny little teeth nipped into my shoulder. It only took another breath before I followed her over the edge than laid in an annihilated heap on top of her. I felt her hands flow over my shoulders and her husky voice ask in my ear, “Have you always been this awesome?”
