“And I’m trying to be bad,” she retorts.
“Don’t tease me, little girl,” I warn.
“I…I just want to see you. All of you.” Her tone is less seductive siren and more innocent request. “Please?” she adds, sounding a touch insecure now.
I don’t say anything, just stand up and pull my shirt over my head. She immediately touches my bare chest, her fingertips tracing my tattoos, followed by her tongue. I growl when she scrapes her teeth over my nipple. Then her hands move lower, roaming over my ribs, the defined muscles of my abs, my lower stomach…
“Fuuuuck,” I groan as Annika palms my cock through my jeans.
“Can I?” she asks, looking up at me with such sincere eyes. Jesus, I could come from that sight alone.
I nod as she works on my button and zipper, and I help her tug them down my legs. Her eyes go wide when she sees my cock for the first time, and then her hand wraps around my hard length.
“Oh fuck,” we both say at the same time. I’d laugh, but I’m concentrating on not nutting in her damn hand right now.
“Now what?” she asks, sliding her hand up and down my shaft, spreading precum as she goes.
“Jesus,” I grunt. “Now you have to stop touching me before I lose my fucking mind and tear into you like a goddamn animal.”
I worry that I scared her for a second, but she looks at my dick and licks her lips. It jerks in her hand and she gasps, clenching her fist around me. I decide to take control of this situation before the last thread of my sanity snaps.
I fist her hair and tug, giving me access to her sexy mouth. My lips crash down on hers and we lose ourselves in each other’s passion. I kick my pants off from around my ankles and then gently guide my sweet, sexy woman to lay on her back on the blankets. I stand in front of her and memorize every line and contour of her perfect body.
“Kai!” Annika says, her tone indicating she’s been saying my name for a little while now. I can’t help it; I’m just so lost in her.
“Yeah, little flower?”
“Weren’t you about to do something?” she says with a smirk.
God, she’s so fucking sexy. “You still want me to lick your sweet pussy?”
Her eyes go dark and she nods, hungrily.
“Then touch yourself.”
“Wh-what?”
“You heard me. Spread those legs and show me how you get yourself off.”
Annika’s face blushes bright red but she opens herself up to me. One little hand snakes down her body and drifts lazily to her glistening, pink pussy. Slowly, so fucking slowly, she dips two fingers into her slit and circles her bundle of nerves.
She gasps as her hips jerk, but she keeps on rubbing her clit and moaning. I take myself in my hand, because how can I not when the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen is sprawled out naked, touching herself?
When her other hand squeezes her tit, I just about lose it. I have to pinch the tip of my cock to stave off my orgasm. No way in hell am I coming before she does. Ever.
“Enough,” I grunt, gently batting her hand away from her pussy. I replace her fingers with mine, circling, circling, circling her little button. “Do you ever put your fingers in here?” I ask as I slide my fingers down to her tight little channel.
She shakes her head no.
“Has anyone ever touched you like this?” I’m almost afraid of her answer. If she says yes, I’ll have to add another name to the list of men to deal with later.
Annika looks away from me, a bright red blush coloring her cheeks and neck. “No. I’ve never… I’m new to all of this, okay?” Her eyes find mine once again, a little more confidence in them this time. “But I want you to have all of my firsts. Is that crazy?”
“Not crazy. It’s perfect. You’re perfect. And you’re all mine. Only mine,” I tell her. The raw honesty and need make my voice rough as I tell her my truth.
“Only yours,” she repeats, nodding her head in agreement.
I don't have it in me to draw this out any longer. Kneeling in front of her, I throw her legs over my shoulders and dive into that pussy. I flatten my tongue and lick from her entrance up to her clit. As soon as I tap her tight bundle of nerves, Annika erupts.
