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“I will.”
I have no idea how he instinctively knew so clearly what turns me on the most, but I’m thrilled that I don’t have to try to tell him and that he seems to want it like this too. He’s such a gentle man at heart I wouldn’t have expected him to want to take control like this, but it’s clear he does.
And I’ve never felt more free.
I push against the wall, making another mewling sound as he kisses the back of my neck again and reaches around with one hand to fondle my naked breasts. He tweaks my nipples, each time causing pleasure to tug sharply between my legs.
It’s so torturously good I can’t help but squirm and gasp.
“Shh.” He softens his hands on my breasts and mouths the side of my throat. “You’re so good, baby. Let yourself feel this good. I’m giving it to you. You’re allowed to accept it. Don’t try to fight it.”
I make a weird sobbing sound as my body goes still.
“That’s right. Perfect. Just like that.” He moves one of my hands and slides off the sleeve of the robe, then repeats the process with the second sleeve until the robe has fallen in a puddle at my feet.
I’m completely naked now, standing with my arms braced against the wall.
“Beautiful.” He gently adjusts my stance so my legs are parted more widely.
I whimper as I feel a trickle of moisture on my inner thigh.
He starts working on my breasts again—this time with both hands. I channel the aching need into the loud moans I’m making and manage not to move my hands or hips.
He keeps murmuring out soft encouragements, making the whole thing even hotter. Finally he says against my ear, “Now tell me what you need.”
“I need to come. Please, Arthur.”
He moves a hand between my legs, feeling me there and then sliding two fingers inside me. “Like this?”
“Yes. Just like that. I need it.”
He pumps his fingers slow and steady. I can’t help but arch my spine and lift my bottom, pushing back against his hand.
“That’s so good, baby. Let yourself feel it. Don’t hold anything back.”
There’s no way I can stop myself now. I’m already halfway to orgasm, and the pressure intensifies as he accelerates his rhythm and fucks me hard with his fingers.
I cry out loudly as the orgasm breaks and keep grunting as he builds me back up to another. After the spasms finally fade, he pulls his fingers out from inside me, turns me around, and kisses me hard.
I surrender to the kiss completely—free and safe and needy and loved all at the exact same time.
I never thought it was possible before.
After a couple of minutes, he walks us over to the bed, still halfway in the kiss. Then he lays me down and moves on top of me, continuing the kiss from the new position. I eagerly pull off the towel from his waist so he’s as naked as me.
He’s hard. His erection presses against my middle. I reach between our bodies so I can stroke him.
He grunts into the kiss. And then does it again when I apply a little more pressure.
“Arthur,” I gasp, turning my head away from his. “I want you inside me. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Strong emotion twists on his face. I’m not entirely sure what it is, but it looks almost desperate. “I want that too.”
“So we’ve both waited long enough.”
He lets out a long, soft groan, then gives me a quick kiss and reaches for a condom in the drawer of the nightstand. After he rolls it on, he turns me over onto my stomach and lifts my ass before lining himself up behind me.
I didn’t even have to ask for it this way. Somehow he already knew.
