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BEST SELF - BRAX
This woman has me in knots. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want Sara. She’s so small and fragile, soft and sweet. She’s shy and reserved, and I want to show her how beautiful she is to me. I want to show her how much I want her; how crazy she makes me.
Her delicate touches drive me wild. I push aside the thought that she’s too young for me, that I’m too damaged, too fucked up.
Her lips taste sweet as sin, and they are as soft and perfect as I imagined. She flicks her little tongue into my mouth, then takes little sips from my lips, tasting me nice and slow.
She’s sitting beside me, but it’s not close enough for me. I lift her out of the water and place her on my lap. She spreads her legs wide, straddling my hips. I grind my hard length against her softness, and it sends a jolt of arousal up my spine.
Our bodies move together underwater, causing the warm water to circulate around us. It caresses our skin, and the night air leaves a trail of goosebumps each time we shift position.
Her perfect body melts against mine, her full heavy tits round and soft against my chest. The crush of her weight on me, her soft feminine body all lush and ripe makes my veins pulse.
When I slip my hand between her legs and into her panties, I find her hot and slick. I slide two fingers along her folds, feeling her arch into my touch. The promise of sex makes her moan, and I growl low in the back of my throat as pleasure rockets through me.
She’s perfect. Just fucking perfect.
My heart is thumping so hard, surely she can hear it echo around the room.
“Wait,” she gasps. My eyes snap up to meet hers.
She shimmies a few inches down my legs and dips her face to meet my gaze. I place both hands on her thighs.
“I…” she chokes out, like it’s a struggle to find the words she needs.
“Is something wrong?” I ask, hoping to tease out the problem, but maybe she’s just nervous.
“You’re so much older. You have more experience.”
I hold her by the upper arms and speak gently. “You don’t need any experience.”
“I don’t want to do it wrong and disappoint you.” She bites her bottom lip, and I use my thumb to pry it loose.
“Impossible,” I murmur, before kissing the soft skin at the base of her throat. “In fact, it’s better if you leave your ideas out of it, and just let yourself be in the moment.”
She’s perfectly still, and I take that to mean she wants me to keep going. I keep kissing my way down her chest, unhook her bra and slip the straps over her shoulders. I drop the garment over the edge of the tub and keep nibbling and licking my way toward her perfect breasts rising up through the surface of the water.
“Do you like what I’m doing to you?”
“Yes,” she sighs.
I cup her head with one hand and place the other between her shoulders to hold her steady. “Good, because I do too.”
She leans back, exposing her perfect tips out of the water. Her nipples are inches away from my lips. I draw one into my mouth, sucking it gently, rolling my tongue around it, teasing her slowly.
“See what I mean?” I flick my gaze up, but her eyes are closed. “It’s not a performance. It’s about connection.” I take the other nipple into my mouth and pay it the same attention as the first.
“Yes.” Her voice is barely a whisper. She threads her fingers through my hair, stroking and twirling in time to the movements of my tongue around her nipple. Her fingertips caress the back of my neck, running across my skin.
I slip my fingers inside her, teasing and stroking her inside and out. She whimpers and moans, her hips moving and grinding against me.
She eases the wet boxer briefs down low enough to reach inside and grab my rigid cock. She grips and teases me with long, languid strokes. Playing, moving slowly as we get to know each other.
“Do you want to stay in the hot tub, or move to the bed?”
She drops her forehead onto mine and sighs. “Is it okay if we move?”
