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“Show you?” he repeats. I look away from his piercing to see him scrunching his face as he looks at me in confusion.
“Show me how you touch yourself.” My mouth feels very dry all of a sudden.
“Shit.” He screws his eyes shut and holds his breath for a few counts. “Another time, Quinn. Please. If I touch myself right now, that’s going to be it.”
I hum my disappointment, but I don’t argue. “Another time,” I agree with a sharp nod. I’m holding him to it. Now that the mental image of him masturbating in front of me is there, I’ll never be able to shake it.
Still, I can’t help but reach out and run my thumb across the ring pierced through the underside of the head of his dick.
I grew up with unrestricted access to the internet, and I’ve still never seen anything quite like this. I’m mesmerized.
His dick twitches under my touch. “You’re killing me,” he wheezes out.
“Sorry!” I yank my hand back. I have to remind myself there will be other opportunities to explore.
“Don’t be sorry, just… Another time, okay?” He wipes a bead of sweat off his forehead, hand shaking as he breathes hard. “I’m about to embarrass myself here as it is.”
My lips twitch. “Can I admit something?” He nods. “I like having that effect on you.” There’s something incredibly sexy about how fraught with tension his body is as he tries to control himself under my attention.
“Come here, Quinn.” He groans as I slide up to rest right over his hard dick, the length of him resting against my slit as I kneel over him. The need within me burns, and the ache between my legs is nearly unbearable.
He drops his hands on my thighs and kneads my flesh, using me like his own personal stress ball for a moment until he gains some semblance of control over his breathing.
“I don’t know what I did to deserve this. You’re way too damn special for me.” He slides his hands to the side of my hips, pinky fingers teasing the curve of my backside.
“I’m no more special than anyone else,” I protest.
“You’reeverything,Quinn. No one compares. No one could ever compare.” His sweet words make me ache for him tenfold.
I don’t want to respond with words—I don’t think I could say anything that would do my feelings justice in this moment. I’m consumed by Willem, unable to think of anything or anyone else.
I let instinct guide my way.
His dick jerks in my hand when I reach under me to wrap my fist around him. I vaguely wonder how much it’s going to hurt as I line him up between my legs, hovering on quivering thighs to avoid taking him before I’m ready.
“Take your time, love.” He sucks his bottom lip between his teeth as I hesitate.
I want to get the worst part over with. I breathe deeply and hold it as I relax my thighs, sinking down on his dick. There’s a burning pain inside me as my body adjusts, and I fall forward against his chest, digging my fingers into the bed linens as I try to even out my shallow breathing.
“Sh. It’s okay.” Willem runs a comforting hand over my back, and I realize I’m whimpering slightly. I take a deep breath, one long inhale through my nose and then back out through my mouth. Followed by another. And then another as I try to adjust to this new feeling.
He rubs circles along my spine in spite of the fact that I can feel his entire body tensed uncomfortably beneath mine. I know it has to be hard for him to lie still for me, but his stillness is my only saving grace as it takes me a minute to get past the initial discomfort.
I wriggle once as my discomfort eases, and my deep, zen breaths are gone all over again. It’s new and unfamiliar, but the sensation is really,reallynice. “I’m good,” I tell him breathlessly, pushing myself up on his chest again.
He looks up at me like he’s ready to worship me as I test the new sensation by moving slowly up and then back down. There’s still a lingering hint of pain, but not enough to keep me still. My body feelsneedy.
I’m a little clumsy as I try to find a slow rhythm for myself, using the muscles in my thighs to ride him.
Willem breathes raggedly as he draws his hands over my breasts, cupping them with reverence and then teasing my nipples into hard peaks. His dick feels like it pulses inside of me, but he doesn’t rush me or try to take over.
I don’t think I could ask for anything more from him.
It only takes a couple of minutes before I realize that I can adjust the angle I move over him to let the length of his dick grind against my clit as he slides out of me. Fire licks my limbs, building to an inferno inside of me at the added pressure.
I whimper out his name as I build toward my orgasm. It happens slowly at first but then all at once, turning my limbs limp as my insides feel like they’re exploding. I lose the strength in my legs as the orgasm crashes through me and leaves me weak. I drop on top of his chest, body quivering.
His arms wrap around me, one hand rubbing soothing circles over my back as I breathe heavily. “Give me just a second,” I mutter.
