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"Gianna, this is my decision, not yours. This is my life, and I get to choose, and I choose you. Baby, I don't know how else to make it clear to you that I'm all in. I thought maybe taking the bullet for you made that fact abundantly clear. But since it didn't let me make it crystal clear. I am all in for as long as you'll have me, and maybe even after that. You’re so fucking stubborn that I think I'd chase you even after you told me to go to hell if only to convince you of what I already know. You are mine. You are my person. You are my Gigi. If you push me away, it's only because you're scared of letting me in, scared that I will hurt you because everyone who should have loved you right never did. Baby, I will never hurt you. I only want to be the man you lean on, the man you see before you close your eyes at night, and the one with his arms wrapped around you every morning. I want to be the man you trust with your heart, because you have all of mine."
Looking up at me with those big green eyes, glassy with unshed tears, she says, "August, I want that so bad, you have no idea but—"
I put my finger to her lips before saying, "Then trust me, trust me to have your back no matter what, trust me to be what you need, and trust me when I say I love you, because I have never said those words to anyone else. I’ve never felt them in the depths of my soul the way that I do for you.”
Leaning up, she covers my mouth with hers in a sweet, gentle kiss, giving me a little taste of tongue before pulling back to look at me while running her fingers through my hair.
"It will always be you, August. I know I'm hard to love, but I'm so glad you're doing it anyway because there's no one else I want by my side."
I reach up and put my hand behind her neck to pull her mouth to mine in a searing kiss that has me instantly hard. I've been craving her since the moment I woke up. Not a second goes by that I don't want her, and not just sexually. Everything about her calls to me, her smell, her feel, her taste. I've been hooked since the first time I touched her. Her hand slides down my stomach before dipping into my boxers to grip my hard length. When she feels how ready I am for her, a moan of appreciation escapes her throat, and I swallow it, answering with my own euphoric sigh.
Breaking our kiss, she slowly leaves a trail of open-mouth sensual kisses down my jaw to my neck, where she finds my ear and gently nibbles and flicks her tongue against the shell before making her way down my torso. I'm so incredibly turned on right now I can barely breathe, but I know I need to stop her. If she gets too far down and sees my bandages, she'll instantly feel terrible and the mood will be dead. Grabbing a fist full of her hair, I gently tug before saying, "Baby, I want to try something new with you."
Her curious eyes search mine, and she places a kiss on my chest. "Okay, what do you want me to do?"
For someone with no sexual experience outside of me, I'm always shocked at how eager and willing she is to let me have my way. This is the one area of our relationship where she has always seemed to trust me explicitly for some reason.
"I want you to take that shirt off so I can watch those perfect tits bounce while you ride my face."
The only light in the room comes from the moonlight streaming through the top peak of the A-frame windows. Nevertheless, just enough is being reflected that I don't miss the way her face heats with discomfort.
"August, you can't be serious." I don't miss the unease in her voice, but it's not because she doesn't want to.
“Do I look like I’m joking? I will sit up and put you there myself or you can come willingly. Your choice." I know she'll give in. She doesn't want me moving more than necessary. Blowing out a breath, she reaches for the hem of her shirt and slowly pulls it off. She's stark naked underneath. My hands grip her thighs in appreciation before I flatten them and run them up her toned stomach to her petite breasts. When I palm one in each hand and squeeze, she lets out a moan of ecstasy before gently grazing her clit against my erection. I can tell she's worried about putting pressure on my pelvis, and I need to distract her before she gets too caught up in her head.
"Gianna, get up here." She stills her hips before slowly crawling up my torso. Once she's above my face, she looks down wide-eyed and flushed with embarrassment. No doubt, in this position, she feels exposed.
"Baby, I want you to grip the headboard and lower yourself."
She does as asked without hesitation, but she only lowers herself an inch, not nearly enough for me to have my way with her, and she knows it. But I know exactly how to get her to close the distance. Slowly I drag my index finger from her knee up her thigh blazing a trail of goosebumps as I go. When I reach the apex of her thighs, I know she's expecting me to touch her, but I don't. Instead, I methodically knead the inner muscles of her thighs, slowly getting her to spread for me. Once I feel her slightly relax into my touch, I tease her slit with the tip of my finger. Initially, she lifts slightly from the unexpected contact, but when my hands don't chase her, she comes back down, this time closer than the last.
While she's close, she's still not where I want her. Sure, I could pull her down and force my mouth on her, but I want her to come to me because she wants it, because she's comfortable, and because it's on her terms. The one thing that's been in front of me all this time, but I've failed to trust, is that she wants me. She says it herself, ‘It's always you, August.’ The part I haven't been good at is the patience and trust that she will give herself to me. Now that I know the depths of her struggle growing up, I understand why. Gianna does trust me, but it doesn't come easy to her. When I look up, I see her looking down at me with a mix of lust and trepidation.
I take one hand and run it up her stomach until I reach her breast. Gently, I squeeze her breast before taking her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, lightly twisting it. One thing I've learned about my girl is that her small breasts are sensitive. She throws her head back on a moan and slightly lowers as she does. I take my other hand and rub slow circles over her bundle of nerves eliciting yet another heady moan while another inch is gained. Finally, her hips slowly start to rock as she releases her inhibitions. I want to shower her with praise for trusting me with something clearly outside her comfort zone, but I also don't want to take her out of this moment. While I know a part of her loves how vulgar I can be, it also makes her tense up, and right now, that's not what she needs.
When I remove my thumb from her clit I make sure to tweak her nipple ensuring that she doesn't miss a moment of pleasure as I drag my middle finger through her soaked lips before teasing her tight hole. The sensation of me at her entrance spurs her on because she closes the distance, grinding her pussy onto my hand. When I add a second finger, I bring my hand closer to my face. She's close enough now that I can suck her into my mouth, but I let her ride out her pleasure for a few seconds longer before I remove my hand completely and stick my tongue into her tight pussy.
"Fuck yes," she cries out. My cock is literally weeping. I'm so turned on. I've never taken a woman in this position and had her fall apart from my touch in this way. I'm driving my tongue in and out of her, and she is now fully riding my face with no insecurities holding her back. I reach around and spread her cheeks to tease her puckered hole right before I suck her clit into my mouth, she screams my name before exploding from the sensory overload, and I lap up every drop, nipping and sucking while she rides out the aftershocks of her orgasm.
When she stops rocking, I look up to find her watching me, arms slack from exertion, eyes hooded with lust as she holds the headboard. I squeeze her ass that's still perched in my hands and say, "I want this pussy wrapped around my cock now, baby."
She slightly sobers from her ecstasy-induced haze before replying, "August, I'll take care of you, but not like that. I don't want to hurt you."
I slap her ass hard before saying, "We're going to try something new. Do you trust me?" She nods emphatically.
"Good, now take my cock out and straddle it." I watch every move as she dismounts my face and crawls along my side. Her breasts are swaying while her plump ass is in the air. When she reaches my briefs and my dick springs free, she licks her lips in appreciation.
"Like what you see, baby?"
She gives me a cocky smile before saying, "You better stop teasing me. I think I'm the one in control here."
That makes me laugh.
"You think I wouldn't pounce on you and have my way if you weren't following instructions like a good girl right now."
"Ha-ha… Very funny, but I think you're enjoying this a little too much to stop me."
She's now straddling me. My cock is in her tiny hands as she takes the tip and runs it through her swollen lips. I run my hands through my hair to regain control of my pending orgasm.
