A choked sob fills the air as I remove the applicator. Wrapping it in the towel and then scooching the bundle out from under her, I toss it all onto the floor and drag her panties up her legs. Then I stretch out on top of her, hoping my heavy weight comforts her. Take her hands in mine and place them against each side of her head.Mercy scrunches herweteyes and turns her head away from me. Doesn’t matter; she can still hear me. Feel me.
My mouth brushes over the softness of her ear, the deep rumble of my voice tickling it. "Wanna know what I was doing the night I took you?" She doesn't say a word, but I continue.
"I stood in the doorway and just stared. All I could think was how lonely you looked in your bed all by yourself, cuddling with that stuffed animal. You were beautiful, for sure, but withering away inside with no one to worship you, to adore you. I wanted to be that man, Mercy. I’mgoingto be that man." A squeeze for emphasis. "You don’t understand yet how a Shay loves a woman, but you will. I love you for the lonely little girl you were. For the woman you are now. And the mother you will be."
Tears seep out of her eyes at my last sentence.
"The fact that no man but me has ever seen your body makes my cock so hard for you, baby. I swear I’ve nevercomeas much as I have since you’ve been here.I don’t know why you’re still a virgin, and you don’t have to tell me now, but deep down, you know you were waiting for me. You didn’t know it was going to be me, but here I am. Here we are." I pause and kiss away the salty tears streaking toward her hairline. "I can love your body and make you want it, but I need your mind. That’s what I want most of all. And you’ll give that to me, too. As long as it takes, that’s how long I’ll wait. But don’t ask me not to worship you. To love you. I can’t go one more day living without you."
Another sob hiccups from her. I roll us to our sides to face each other, dick grazing her panties. "Let me see your eyes, baby. Look at me...there we go. Lemme see those pretty greens. You don’t need time to think about it because that’s just how it’sgonnabe. All yougottado is feel.Sothis is what we’regonnado—you’regonnafeed me with these pretty tits whenever I want."
"Wh-whaat?" she sputters, her eyes red rimmed. "Amos, that’s not how it works. I don't even ha—"
"Hold on, just listen."Propping up on an elbow, I run a finger up and down the thin strap of her tank top, enraptured bythe enticing way her nipples pebble and goosebumps pop up on her arms."I know you’re not producing any milk, but the more we do this, the more relaxed you and I will both be. Lots of women breastfeed their partners whether they’re lactating or not. Sometimes it’s sexual and sometimes it’s just for comfort. This should be a nice way to ease you into this. Now, I want you to feed me and then we’ll go to sleep."
"Please, Amos...don’t—" Mercy's plea trails off as my finger drops and circles her taut nipple.
"Baby, I’m trying to give a little bit here. Do you want me to take your virginity or would you rather feed me with your tits? I’m not heartless, Mercy, but you’ve got to meet me in the middle. See my concession for what it is."
Silent seconds mix with elevated heartbeats as I wait for her answer. Maybe she doesn't even know how a woman saysyesto a man. Doesn't matterher age. If she's never been in a sexual situation, she's notgonnaknow how to respond in one. In this respect, she's like a young inexperienced woman. "Mercy, give us a chance, baby. A real chance to make a go of this. Ineedyou. I know it’s only been two days for you, kitten, but in my mind it's been forever. Don't you want a family, Mercy? To fill this house and make it a home?"
"A family. I want that more than anything." Her tear tracks have dried and her poor bottom lip is swollen from the way she’s nervously biting it. Reddened eyes search mine for long seconds before she gives the tiniest nod. "Okay, Amos. I’ll try. But...be gentle—please, for the love of God, be gentle. And I've never done anything like this. I can't relax enough to—"
"Shhh...of course, baby girl," I soothe. "The last thing I want to do is hurt you. Sometimes I can get a little rough and carried away, but I’ll never hurt you, baby. Never. Here, lean back."
She’s so stiff that it takes a firm hand to push her back against the bed as she resists. True to my word, though, I’m gentle.
Gentle, but relentless. "Yougottaloosen up a little, kitten."
My leg lifts to straddle her, but Mercy’s small hand to my chest stops me. "Wait! Can...canyou not be on top of me? It gives me anxiety. I’d rather sit up. Please, Amos."
With those sparkling green eyes imploring mine, how can I deny her this? "Okay, baby. You can sit on me if you want." I shift to my back and pull her on top of me, her legs parted on either side of my waist. "How’s that?"
She shudders on an inhale, fists clenched on her thighs, and gives a slight nod. Good enough. I grasp each of her tits with my warm hands, letting my thumbs circle her areolae. The material of her top is so thin I can feel the heat of her skin. Each pass of my thumbs causes her thick thighs to squeeze me. Eyes tightly shut, she exhales in a rapid manner, her breasts lifting and falling in a mesmerizing rhythm.
"Slow your breathing, baby," I coax, edging my fingernails over her peaked nipples. I bet her areolae are all puckered and drawn up now that her buds are hard and poking through her shirt. Speaking of... "Time to take this off. Arms up—come on now, Mercy. There we go. Good girl. Now put your hands on my shoulders and lean down."
Rigidly, she falls forward, but not far enough to reach my mouth. I pull on her tiny waist. "Further. Little more—there you go, baby. God, Mercy, your pussy's scalding my stomach, even through your panties. Relax your back; this isgonnafeel so good."
I don't suck yet. Just bury my face in her bountiful tits and breathe her in, letting her get used to the heat of my breath and the feel of my scruff on her sensitive skin. Bet she’s never been on top of a man before. Can’t wait for her to sit on my face while I feast on her cunt. The mere thought hardens my cock like no other, but I force myself to calm down. There will be plenty of time for this once she’s off her period.
Eat her tits for now, Amos.
I turn my head from side to side, making her little beaded flesh rub against my lips. The skin of her nipple and areola is so soft, even in its erect state. Back and forth, back and forth. On the next pass, I capture it and give it a soft, sucking tug.
"Amos—" Mercy gasps. "I—I..."
"Don't move away. Put it back in my mouth, baby."
She moans, obeying my order. Obedience deserves a sweet reward. Reaching up, I massage her tit as I tongue her nipple. Round and round my tonguegoes, teasing her hard tip as her perfectly sized globe sits in the palm of my hand. Her breastmightoverflow another man's hand, but fits my giant mitt just right.
The desire to grab her ass and squeeze runs strongly within me, but tonight is about comfort, not arousal. Though I have a feeling from the wetness on my stomach that it's making Mercy feelreallygood at the moment.Even with a tampon in.
My tongue retreats into my mouth, pride filling me at the wetness glistening on her nipple. "Just imagine it. These big beautiful breasts, feeding our babies. Feeding your man. Comforting him after a long day.Mhmm. Calming him down after an argument. Calming yourself down."
My mouth latches back on, grabbing a mouthful. I place soft sucks on one tip, then move to the other. Mercy's mouthgapesopen at the sensation, arms quivering with the stress of holding her weight up. Won't be long until she collapses onto her forearms.
And there she goes.
