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The only lie is that it doesn’t feel good. Because it feels incredible. His tongue teased my opening, then suckling on my most sensitive parts, then licking up any moisture that has escaped.
No one has ever given my body this kind of attention, not even myself. Masturbation is about the endgame, not the build-up. Chasing that release so you can go about the rest of your day with less tension in your shoulders.
But what he is doing? That is anything but a chase. He is pacing himself, working me up only to slow me down. It’s like running a marathon and when you start to see the finish line you realize it’s only a mile marker and you have further to go.
I’m not sure how many more miles I can go before I quit and beg for mercy, giving in to what he told me I can’t have. Though I guess he didn’t say I couldn’t have it. He said I could as long as it involved him between my legs and not like this.
Can I sleep with him? Cross that line that can’t be uncrossed? I want to. Like really freaking bad. So bad I can feel it in my fingers.
“Fuck,” I exclaim, the orgasm almost overtaking me before I can pull his face off me.
I’m not sure who is more surprised at my sudden outburst. His eyebrows furrowed like he is worrying that he crossed a line. It was me that almost crossed the finish line he told me not to. Stuck in my head, overthinking like a professional and no longer controlling my sensitivity.
“That has always been my favorite word but hearing it come from you while I’m between your thighs tops the charts for best use in a sentence. Call me every naughty word you can think of while I take every part of you.”
I can barely look him in the eyes as he brings his face to mine and I can smell myself coating his chin. It’s erotic and something I have never experienced before. Being twenty-seven and still having unchecked sexual experiences is embarrassing.
“Sorry, oh my gosh, that was…ridiculous! Who says that? I mean you, obviously, but not me! Do you know how many times I have said that word in my whole life?” I don’t even pause to let him guess. “Twice. Literally twice. You know why?”
“Let me guess? Because you’re a good girl?” He interjects quickly with a sly smirk, running his hand up my stomach, moving my shirt like a plow truck pushing the snow off the road. He tickles around my belly button and I shiver at his soft touch.
“I mean, I might not say it like that but yes! I am an upstanding citizen who doesn’t partake in naughty words or dirty thoughts.”
“Except when you are thinking about me, right?”
His finger is dancing around my nipple now and my constant rambling still has me breathless. I can’t even deny it at this point because he knows it would be a lie.
“So, miss good girl, does that mean you want me to stop touching you? I will if that’s what you want but, as I’m sure you can tell by that stiff thing between my legs, it’s as far from what I want as you can get.”
I move my hand to his groin as if checking for his pulse. Fun fact, you can practically feel every heartbeat through the male genitalia. The blood pumping through his hardness against my hand cupping him.
He takes my obvious green light as such and brings his lips to mine once again, thrusting himself into my hand and letting out a deep groan. I squeeze him instinctively, his manhood reacting by stiffening even more.
Within a moment, he is laying over me and instead of my hand around him, it’s my thighs. And instead of my doubt and self-consciousness, it’s my confidence at the wheel. It has been too long since I took what I wanted, demanded it, and guaranteed it would happen. This is my chance.
I reach down feeling the soft skin pulled tight around his erection and line him up with me. I stick my tongue out towards his lips, a lick inviting him to take me. He RSVPs with a forward thrust, my body still wet and ready for him.
He doesn’t give me time to adjust to him, the feeling of him filling me as he reaches the hilt is breathtaking. I feel like I can’t breathe, all of my brain power busy experiencing all that he is doing.
I hook my legs around his hips, locking us tighter together and tightening myself around him. It’s as if I am feeling everything for the first time. Not the bad parts like the pain, awkwardness, or discomfort. But all the good parts.
Like when it starts to feel amazing.
And you hear your partner letting out the most primal sounds to let you know how amazing they feel.
There’s nothing awkward about this moment. He has broken down the walls I had up from the beginning and I have no choice but to let him in. To let him see every part of me, not just what I grant him access to.
He keeps his exploration going by lowering his head to my exposed peak and pulling out the other one. He’s hungry for it and pulsing with pure lust as he sucks it softly. There’s no time or patience for removing the only article of clothing left between us.
The cliff I was so close to diving off earlier is closer than ever and there’s no chance I won’t jump this time. Never mind jumping, I’m about to dive off like I’m at La Push, crashing into the water below.
I reach my hand between us, finding my tight nub and rubbing it exactly how I like it, ready for my release.
“I can feel how close you are, Carter. Be a good girl and let it go for me. Give me yours and I’ll give you mine.”
And with every dirty syllable that tumbles out from his lips, I plunge off the cliff and explode around him. My legs locked around his hips tremble as I crash like waves against the beach. Within seconds, he is jumping in after me, his final thrust dropping him to his elbows, his hot breath against my neck.
Fuck.
