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My heart thunders in my chest and I can feel it pulse between my thighs.Miles’s finger still rubs smooth circles over my underwear, getting me ready for his next lesson.
“Pull your skirt up and put your arms back above your head,” he whispers before gently biting my ear lobe.The bite sends a shiver through my body, and not wanting him to stop, I immediately do as he says.
“Good girl,” he says, his voice taking on that deep, demanding tone I’ve come to love so much.
He squeezes the hand that again secures my wrists together above my head.“Don’t move these hands.Okay?”he says, making sure our gazes connect.His tone may be demanding, but his eyes only hold tenderness and concern.When he looks at me this way, I know it’s his way of checking in to make sure he’s not taking things in a direction that might be triggering for me.
I love him even more for that.
“Yes, sir,” I say with a slight smile and fire in my eyes.
He shakes his head but smiles.“Don’t be a brat.”He doesn’t care about being called sir like I expected he would.There’s a lot I’ve learned about him in the past few weeks, but one of my biggest takeaways is that he doesn’t fit inside any box.He likes control during sex and trying new things, but he’s not technically a dominant and doesn’t need a traditional BDSM relationship to be satisfied.
He squeezes one more time, knowing I don’t mind the pressure, then slides down until he’s kneeling on the floor in front of me.Instantly, I move my arms to grab his long, thick brown hair, but catch myself before they’ve barely left the door and hold my arms back.
This is going to be harder than I expected.
Miles slides his hands up and down my smooth legs, warming my skin and lighting my body on fire.Then he presses his nose against my underwear and inhales.
“Fuck, you smell amazing.”
My heart rate accelerates and my chest rises and falls as I try to hold myself together.I lean my head back against the door and let out a soft moan, soaking in the sensation of his touch as his fingers graze the top of my underwear and then slide under the edge before tugging the flimsy material down my thighs, my calves, my ankles.He lifts each leg, helping me steady myself as he pulls my underwear completely off my body and throws it behind him.I stare down at him, mesmerized by the heat in his gaze and that I’m the one who does this to him.
“Can I touch you?”I say, my voice husky.
“Not yet, Baby Girl.But soon,” he promises.
Then he leans forward, his gaze still locked on mine, and knocks the breath straight out of my lungs when his tongue darts out of his mouth and slides up the seam of my sex.
He closes his eyes as if he’s just had the best dessert of his life.“Goddamn, your pussy tastes amazing.”
“It’s your pussy now,” I whisper.
His eyes snap open and his gaze darts to mine, his expression fierce.“You’re damn fucking right.Just like this is yours,” he says, his hand moving down and gripping his already hard cock.I can’t wait until it’s my turn to get my hands on him.
“Are you ready?”
“For what?”I ask, curious and excited.
He smiles, confident and knowing.“To come.”
My smile falters, but it doesn’t diminish his.Instead, his eyes blaze with determination as he grips my thigh, throws it over his shoulder, and dives between my legs with a vigor that is breathtaking.
I reach the peak faster than ever, his ministrations creating a sensation completely different from that of his fingers.But it’s when he moves his mouth upwards and sucks my clit that I lose my mind.“Oh shit,” I say, my hands abandoning their place above my head and shooting straight to his shoulders.My legs start to tremble uncontrollably and pressure builds in my body until the pleasure feels like too much.
“Miles,” I beg.For what, I’m not sure.For him to stop, or for a release I’m sure will never come.
He groans and doubles down on his efforts, sucking and flicking with his tongue.A finger slides inside me while he sucks and I inhale sharply, my legs shaking and my fingers gripping Miles’s shoulders so hard, my knuckles are turning white.
Then he crooks his finger and hits that spot inside that always increases the pressure.Only this time—joined by him sucking on my clit—it causes something to shift inside me, and for the first time in my entire life, I go over the peak.My body detonates as if in slow motion.Every muscle seizes, and I vaguely notice that the only reason I’m still standing is because he’s holding me with both hands.
I can barely suck breath into my lungs as my clit throbs between my legs, the aftershocks of my orgasm making my entire body have mini convulsions.Slowly, Miles eases his actions on my clit, and I finally feel like I find my way back to solid ground—my body wrung out and more exhausted than ever before but also feeling strangely alive.
“Holy shit,” I say, still breathless.
I look down at Miles, and my heart aches with how much I want to tell him I love him, but it doesn’t seem like an appropriate time.I don’t want him to think I’m saying it because he gave me my first orgasm.
It doesn’t help that everything I’m feeling is reflected back in his eyes—love, happiness, pride.
“I knew you could do it,” he says, all the confidence he had before he went down on me seeming small compared to the proud confidence in his tone now.
I slide down until I’m straddling his lap and kiss him fiercely, tasting myself on his tongue, which only heightens every beautiful moment of this night.
“Thank you,” I whisper.“Thank you for showing me I’m not broken.”
He pulls back and runs his fingers through my hair, the motion soothing and affectionate.“Baby Girl, there is absolutely nothing broken about you.There never has been.You’re perfect just the way you are.”
Finally, I believe him.
