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He steps toward me, and I put my hands on his wet chest, running my fingers through the scattered chest hair. Ever so slowly, I begin to run my hand down his stomach, his muscles twitching under my touch. I stop when I find a thick patch of hair and begin to twist it around my fingers gently.
His eyes dart between where I am connected to him, and his mouth goes slack. His feral eyes have my body humming.
He looks up at me again and says, “Yeah.”
It’s like a switch flipped and my easy-going husband is gone. The man in front of me isn’t the same one who waited for me to ask for his desire. No, this man is determined to make this good formewithout questions. And I’m here for it.
I move my hand lower, and his breath catches as I make contact with his penis. I swoop my other hand under him to cradle his balls and he lets out a little groan. He reaches his hands up to palm both my breasts, my nipples hardening instantly as they seek more of him. Giving him a gentle squeeze with both hands, he moans again which causes a prideful smile to spread on my lips. I begin to pump him slowly as his gentle grip on my breasts tightens, just slightly.
I whisper, “Harder.” I see a flash of trepidation in his eyes as he stares down at me, so I spur him on again. “Really squeeze them, they’re not fragile.”
He does as asked and really kneads them, causing a little moan to escape my lips.
“You like that, huh?” He smirks.
“Yes, so much…” I swallow the lump in my throat.Now or ever, Ellie.“Can you squeeze my nipples too, please?”
Without words, he offers me a devilish smile and takes both buds between his thumb and forefinger. He pinches them with force and a simultaneous shock of pain and pleasure zips down to my clit. I groan, leaning into his touch.
Wide-eyed, he says, “Shit, did that hurt? I’m sorry,” as he releases me and takes a small step back.
I bring his hands back to my chest and I say, “Don’t be sorry, Ireallylike it. After nursing for so long, they’re not that sensitive anymore so it feels good when you pinch them.” I brace myself for more and nod for him to continue.
He nods and repeats delicious torture again.
Oh god, that really does feel good.
“I’ll have to remember that. Let’s see what else you like.” He says with a devilish gleam in his eyes before turning to shut off the shower.
We both grab our towels to dry off, and nerves knot my stomach. We’re about to put it all on the line.
What if we can’t figure out how to please each other now? What if my needs are too much for him?
He smiles at me warmly. “So, I did a little research myself and I’m ready to work all your spots.”
“You did?” I ask sheepishly and the arrogant nod he gives me sends a gush of moisture between my legs.
A few days ago, I didn’t think he was even interested in exploring our sex life, but now the determination and eagerness in his eyes shift my anxiety to excitement.
I go to turn off the bathroom light before we walk into our dark bedroom, but he stops me. “Leave it on. I want to see you tonight.”
My cheeks flush as I nod. I close the door a little over halfway, so the room is lit but notfullylight. Baby steps here.
“Hey,” Marco whispers once we reach his side of the bed.
“Hey,” I reply in the same hushed tone as I stand on my tippy toes to reach my hands around his neck and bring him down so his lips meet mine.
His hands slide around my stomach to my back and slowly migrate down to squeeze my behind. As he kisses me softly, I tense under his fingers as they follow every bump and groove on my skin. I look at his face to see his eyes are closed and he’s lost in the kiss we’re sharing.
Mentally kicking myself, I force the insecure thoughts out of my mind. Iwill notallow this amazing man’s touch to make me feel anything other than the love and lust radiating from him. No, I want to succumb to the pleasure of his hands roaming my body.
He pulls away from our kiss and says, “Tell me what you like and what you don’t, okay?”
Another moment of truth: stay in my head and never get what I need, or see myself the way he does, a beautiful woman who deserves exploration so we can figure this out together.
"Okay," I whisper as I feel a tingle down to my toes.
He leans down again and as his lips forcefully take mine, my eyes fall closed. His tongue sweeps my lips between kisses, and I part them slightly as an invitation that he gladly accepts. The warmth of his tongue and the fresh mint of his breath, send a pulse between my legs.
