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She nods, smirking. “Sonervous.”
“Mm, some more intense methods are needed then,” I say with mock seriousness.
I cup her ass and drag her closer to me on my lap, so she can feel where I'm starting to get hard. Her lashes lower and her lips part, her nails dragging through my hair in a way that makes me shiver. Fuck, I love it when she grabs my hair.
I lean in and plant an open-mouthed kiss over her heart, then kiss and lick my way to the nipple I teased many times before. She gasps when I take it into my mouth, abusing it like I would her clit, circling my tongue around it until it hardens in my mouth. I use my hand to torment her other nipple.
We have all the time in the world and I have to remind myself of that when she makes that cute little mewling noise again, her forehead dropping to my shoulder as I continue to tease her. I want to throw her down and ravish her until she can barely walk, but I also want to take my time.
A compromise, then.
I put both my hands on her ass and release her breast before I stand up, laughing when she gasps and wraps her arms and legs around me in a panic. Her wide eyes narrow on me when I grin.
“Dick move,” she mutters.
“I'll show you a dick move,” I reply with another grin, before I turn and lay her down on the bed. I crawl into place between her legs and push her knees apart while I work on taking off my own shirt. “But first, dinner.”
“Noah!” she yelps, her cheeks turning a dark red when I pounce on her and wrestle her out of the rest of her clothing until she's completely naked, just as pink and pretty as she's always been. “Don't say it like that.”
I laugh. If there's one thing I'm going to spend the rest of my life striving for, it's to help her stop feeling so embarrassed about her desires, or about sex in general. Sex is supposed to be fun, and dirty, and satisfying. I've been hitting two out of three consistently, but I'll get her there one day if I have my way. Still, for the sake of her nerves, I resist the urge to tease her about it and instead crawl over her so that I can kiss her and get her relaxed again.
“Just messing with you, baby,” I promise, planting one last kiss before moving back into place. “Now, let's get you nice and relaxed.”
“Please,” she whispers, reaching for me.
I let her get a good handful of my hair before I get to work. I want to tease her, and take my time, even though I love how sensitive she is as well. First, I just use my tongue, licking over her clit in tiny, barely-there touches, and then down to her entrance, and back up again at a slow, lazy pace. She groans, spreading her legs wider as though to entice me to go faster, then pulling on my hair when that doesn't work.
When I can feel her getting more frustrated, I seal my lips around her clit and circle it with my tongue, hard, and so suddenly, that she whimpers and cries out, her back arching in a severe curve as she scrambles for purchase and tries to catch her breath.
Then, just as she gets used to the sensations, I stop, and go back to my slow licking.
“Noah,” she cries, drawing out my name, and God, doesn’t that sound like a symphony all on its own. “Don't tease me,please…”
“I'm relaxing you, baby,” I remind her. “Trust me.”
She sighs but doesn't protest again. Idly, her fingers run through my hair, making me shiver as my dick reminds me that it's still very much trapped and I'm so hard it aches, but I ignore it for now. All in good time.
When she's relaxed and her fingers slow in my hair, I go back to the intense sucking and movement of my tongue, making her shriek with pleasure as her legs clamp around my ears. I grin to myself and force her shaking legs apart with my shoulders, but don't release her clit until she's moaning and her stomach tenses up and I feel her hips start to shudder.
Then, I release her entirely.
Her eyes fly open, dark and wild with outrage. “Don't fuckingstop,” she hisses.
“I want you to come on my cock,” I tell her, freeing my erection and shoving my pants down to my knees as I crawl closer. “Like the first time.”
She nods, breathing hard and pulling me closer. As revved up as she is, her eagerness doesn't surprise me, but it's a damn big ego boost. She's soaking wet and it's easy to push in, bottoming out in one thrust when she wraps her legs around me and forces me deeper.
“Make me come, then,” she demands breathlessly.
I remember how she likes it, the rocking motion, and though it's physically painful to resist the urge to just start fucking her as hard and rough as I can, I manage to control myself. I kiss her as deeply as I can, in love with how her breath hitches and gets shaky, how her thighs tremble and tighten, how her body clamps down on me like the best vice in the world.
She's perfect, she feels so fucking good, I know I want to do this every day for the rest of my life. Multiple times a day, if she'll let me.
She'll let me. She's perfect like that.
She yanks on my hair and kisses me when she comes, rocking her hips up to meet mine even as I lose the battle with my self-control and my thrusts start getting rougher and faster, and lose their rhythm entirely. Her nails dig into my back, sharp lines of pain that only urge me on.
I press our foreheads together and meet her eyes, her body still clenching around me with aftershocks, expression dazed and happy. She's perfect. I love how she looks when she looks at me.
