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Chapter Five
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Ariel
What the fuck? I'm speechless. I try but I just can't talk.
"When I tell you something is dangerous it’s for your own good. It's my job to protect you and keep you safe and if I have to keep you tied to a bed to do that so be it. I thought you might like to explore the house or swim in the pool but I won't allow you to hurt yourself."
"I...I won't..."
"Won't what? Disobey me? Listen to me? See that I am trying to keep you safe the only way I know how."
"I'm sorry. I won't cause trouble; I won't do anything you don't want me to do. Please, just let me go." We both understand I mean more than just right now.
He's so close to me that I can feel the gentle huffs of his breath as they leave his body. He smells of wintergreen and seawater and something else that is his own unique scent. His eyes fall to my lips and out of instinct I run my tongue out to lick them. He lowers his head until his lips touch mine. It's light and soft and teasing. Everything I thought this man wasn't.
His tongue plays with the seam of my lips until I give in and open for him. His moan vibrates through him and into me as he swirls his tongue around the cavity of my mouth. It's like he's searching every available space he can find. He pulls back just enough to mumble against my lips, "Kiss me back."
"I don't know how."
He growls and I think I've pissed him off because one minute he's on top of me and the next thing I know he's gone. He's standing over me and I finally become aware that my hands are where he left them leaving me exposed to him again. I move to lower my arms when he speaks.
"Don't move!" I freeze. The last thing I want is to piss him off. "I just assumed...but you're a good girl aren't you?"
I don't answer him because I don't have a clue what he's talking about. It's like he isn't even talking to me anymore but himself. He lies down beside me on his side. His eyes never leave my face. "There's so much I'm going to have to teach you."
What is that supposed to mean? This man is driving me nuts and leaving me with more and more questions and uncertainties. His palm comes out to brush against my stomach and my hands automatically drop to his to stop him. He doesn't move them just leaves them lying on my belly. His hand is so massive though that it covers all of it. He might as well be cupping my tits. He has huge hands!
"Kiss me!" He demands it but he makes no move to take from me. "Let me teach you, little one. Let me show you."
"Show me what?"
"I bet...," he shakes his head but doesn't break eye contact with me. "Have you ever had an orgasm?"
My eyes widen and I gasp at his question.
"Th...that's none of your business."
"Have you ever touched yourself and made yourself cum?" The answer is no but he doesn't and will not ever need to know that. He grabs my hand, the hand that was latched on to his wrist, and brings it to his mouth. His wide lips open to take in my fingertips where his tongue swirls around them. I can't look away. I can't look anywhere but at his mouth as he sucks on the fingers he put there.
I have no heads up when he takes them out of his mouth and puts them in between my legs. All I can do to try to fight it is to stiffen up and hope it keeps him out but it's not his hand there. It's my own. Well, his is on top of mine. "No."
Because of how wet he got them they slide through the outer layer of my pussy and I feel the bundle of nerves with my own fingertips. I gasp in a breath at the touch of my own hand. He rocks my fingers back and forth along that knot of sensation and I lose all the air I just sucked in. His lips touch the side of my neck causing me to jump but he doesn't take his hand away from mine.
It's starting to feel too good. He can tell how wet I am because his hand is down there with my own and I can tell. He whispers to me, "Why haven't you ever touched yourself?"
Oh God, I don't know how to answer this question. Why have I never touched myself? "I don't know."
"Were you afraid?"
"Maybe." I try to focus on his face but the longer my fingers move over my clit the harder it is to focus.
"Were you ashamed?" I shake my head really quick. Shame was definitely not the reason I wasn't touching and playing with myself all these years. "Were you ever curious about what it would feel like?"
Uh, yeah. I nod and lick my lips again. They have suddenly gone very dry. I guess all the moisture in my body has traveled south and now resides in my pussy if how wet I am is any indication. I have to stop myself from getting frustrated that my legs are still tied together so I can't slide my hand further back very well.
"What were you afraid of? That someone would know what you'd done?" I don't think that is it. Mom works late sometimes and I had ample opportunity if I wanted to use it. I give him a head shake. "Were you afraid you'd hurt yourself?"
