Something that's been on my mind for a while.
Something he hasn't asked me to do since my first few days here.
He freezes, then cuts a predatory grin my way. "And why not, kitten? I'm not opposed to us keeping our clothes on, but we'll have to get a little creative."
I swallow hard against the nerves making their grand entrance. Deep down, I know he's not going to make fun of me or laugh at my efforts, but it doesn't make it any easier to make that first move.
"Clothes will be coming off, but not just yet." Looking around the room, my eyes catch on the bedroom bench.Perfect.I drag him (only because he allows it) to the foot of the bed and push his chest. "Sit here."
"Yes, ma'am." His crooked smirk and teasing tone put me more at ease. Legs spread wide, he leans back a little to rest his elbows on the bed. "Now what?"
"Stay there and don't move. Don't touch."Keep it together, Mercy.As I pull my dress over my head, I hear his harshly indrawn breath.
"Sweet Mercy..."
Clad in just my lingerie, I watch him raze my body with fiery eyes. I do this to him.Me. Mercy Calla—oops. Mercy Shay. The sight of me causes his chest to heave in restrained lust. His fingers to twitch as he fights the instinct to reach for me. His pants-covered bulge to thicken in anticipation of having his way with me.
But I'm going to have my way with him first.
Tossing him a saucy smile, I lower to my knees between his open legs and trace my fingernails up and down his massive thigh muscles.
"Baby," he groans, "are you trying to kill me?"
"Of course not. The night wouldn't be any fun with you dead. I just want to do something for you before we do anything else."
His nostrils flare and his fists create creases in the bed blanket. There can be no doubt as to what I'm referencing, especially with me in this position of submission. "Yes. Do it."
Unbuckling his belt, I pull his zipper down in slow increments, the heady feeling of being in control almost making me dizzy with feminine power. Is this what he feels when we make love? I could get addicted to this. "But I can't unless you do something for me first."
"Anything." Amos stares through heavy eyelids. "Anything you want."
We'll see if he means that. "I...I want to...put my mouth on you." Blood rushes to my cheeks. I have no trouble giving him my body now, but ask me to say dirty words and my tongue twists into knots.
Heated interest crosses his face. "I'm all yours. Suck me dry, baby girl. There'll be plenty more to replace it before the night's through."
My blush darkens. Better go ahead and get the rest of it out. "But I don't want you to get hard. Not yet."
At his disbelief, I keep going. "You know my mouth is small and you're...you're big. Too wide and too long. My only hope of swallowing more than the tip is whenyou're"—I duck my head—"soft."
"Well." A bark of laughter rings out above me as he looks down in amusement. "That's not what I expected, but I'll try.Ifyou give me something in return."
"What?"
"I want to use the breast pump on you tonight."
My mouth curls up. I've been thinking more and more about that lately since he first brought up the idea. "Deal."
"All right. Give me a minute." Tilting his head back, he inhales deeply several times, shrugging his shoulders back and forth. "Do you know how hard it is to will a boner away with only the power of thought?"
I stifle a giggle and add a bit of throatiness to my voice. "But don't you want to see how much you can stuff into my mouth?"
"Mercy." A moan of misery leaves him. "Not helping."
"Sorry."Not sorry.I rest my head against his thigh and lightly caress his calf through his pants. It takes a few minutes for him to fully relax, but when I feel the tension dissipate, I reach for the band of his briefs.
From the corner of my eyes, I see him leaning back onto his elbows, breathing deeply and steadily as I work the material down and tuck it under his balls.
And there it is—the organ and its associated parts that bring me to the heights of ecstasy day and night. I nuzzle my face against its softness and inhale his scent. Clean, yet earthy. "What are you thinking about?"
