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“He stated that the duck was being harassed by the goose down the street.” Robert laughed, and I cracked up.
I shared the latest designs I had been working on for a client. “You’re incredibly talented, Sky.” He kissed my temple.
And then we sat down to watch some Bruce Lee. We had barely made it past the credits when we were all over each other. His hands were up my shirt, my tongue in his mouth. Clothes were quickly discarded, and I was straddling him, grinding against his very large, very impressive erection.
“God, Sky, you’re fucking amazing,” he groaned into my mouth, his palms cupping my breasts. I arched into him as his thumbs circled my nipples. This was happening. Finally.
“Touch me,” I begged into his mouth and this time, he obliged. He slithered his hand between us, finding the warm, wet spot between my legs. I was wearing only a pair of cotton underwear; I had had to look hard for a pair without holes in them. I wasn’t used to wearing pretty panties. If they were actually going to be seen regularly, I was going to have to do something about that.
Robert deftly pulled the material aside and ran his fingers along my slit. “You’re so wet, Jesus you feel good,” he murmured, his mouth sucking along the underside of my jaw as he slowly, carefully eased two fingers inside me. It had been a long time since anyone had touched down there, and I was tight as hell. “God,” he moaned, low and deep as he thrust his fingers as deep as they could go, his thumb pressing my clit.
“Oh, my fucking god,” I yelled as he began to work me over with my hand. I could hear him chuckling against my skin.
“You like that, baby?” he rasped.
“Can’t you tell?” I panted, moving against his palm as he finger fucked the hell out of me.
A few minutes later I was a quivering mess as an orgasm unlike anything I had ever experienced rocked my body. Mac didn’t know what he was doing half the time and I usually had to finish the job myself. I could tell that wouldn’t be a problem with Robert. He knew exactly where to touch, where to kiss, what to do to make me lose my mind.
“I want to make you feel good too,” I said when I could get my voice back.
“This is all about you, Sky. I like making you feel good.” I wanted to argue with him, but he had picked me up and placed me on the couch. He knelt down in front of me and removed my underwear, tossing them aside. Then his mouth was on my inner thighs, his tongue sweeping upward leaving warm, wet trails on my skin.
“Put your legs on my shoulders,” he instructed, and I did as I was told. I could feel his breath on my core, his nose inhaling the scent of me. Then I felt his mouth. He suckled, he nibbled. He lapped at me with abandon. He thrust his tongue deep inside me, never letting up until I was gasping and begging and crying out.
The man was a master at the art of the female orgasm.
Robert lifted my legs off his shoulders and gently settled me back on the couch. I figured this was only the beginning. That we’d now progress to other stuff. Instead, he snuggled up beside me, holding me close.
“What about you?” I asked in confusion.
“I like watching you get off. That’s enough for me,” he assured me, though it didn’t quite feel right.
“I’ve never done that before,” I found myself admitting, slightly ashamed.
Robert looked at me in surprise. “You’ve never had a man go down on you? What kind of monsters have you been dating?”
“I was engaged to this guy—Mac. He wasn’t exactly interested in my wants and needs.” I hid my face, embarrassed but feeling this desperate need to share things with him. I was feeling vulnerable and strangely open. Orgasms clearly made me a chatty Kathy. “He spent our savings on cam girls. Underage cam girls.”
It was humiliating saying this to Robert, but at the same time, I knew instinctively he wouldn’t judge me for it.
“It left me thinking I had done something wrong. Why wasn’t I enough?” My eyes felt hot, but I willed myself not to cry. Mac deserved absolutely none of my tears.
I felt Robert shift and then he was leaning over me, cupping my face. “He sounds like a selfish ass. And Skylar,” he lifted my face so that I was looking at him, “that has nothing to do with you. That’s on him. And his loss is my gain.” He grinned and I felt myself melt into a pile of warm goo.
“It’s not surprising I ended up with a man like Mac, it’s not like I had great role models,” I sighed. And then the verbal vomit came. I told him about my parents and their messed-up relationship. About growing up having a front-row seat to their dysfunction. And Robert listened to all of it. He nodded at the right places. He asked me questions. And I gave him things I hadn’t shared with anyone outside of my closest friends.
