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“Then off.”
I smiled, unhooking my bra, as Archer’s lips parted in a silent groan.
“Move back to the middle of the bed.”
Shuffling back, he kept his gaze fixed on me as I stepped out of my panties, exposing myself to him completely.
“Nee, you are… fuck, I have no words.”
I blushed. I was happy with my body, but there was still something strange about hearing other people comment on it. Well, having him talk like that.
“You were so good tonight, Arch. Watching you play your guitar, hearing you sing… God, it made me so hot for you, knowing I got to go home with you. I want to reward you. I want to worship you. Every inch of you. Is that okay with you?”
“Yes,” he panted out breathlessly.
“Do you want to come again?”
“I do, but I don’t know if—”
“Hey. No pressure, I just want to make sure it’s what you want. I told you, I won’t take something from you that you’re not willing to give.”
“I want you to make me come.”
I crawled onto the bed, helping him undress until we were both naked, his hard cock bobbing between us, dripping with precum.
Pushing him back to the bed, I straddled his hips. Leaning over him, I brushed my breasts against his chest, listening to his breathing change as I pressed my lips over where his pulse beat in his neck.
“I liked you being there tonight, knowing you were out there, watching me.”
I let my lips track their way down his body; along his collarbone, across his hard pecs, pulling his nipples into my mouth, tracing over the outline of his abs, following the trail of dark hair toward his cock, but stopping before I got that far. Archer squirmed and bucked beneath me, panting, as sweat broke out over his skin, his hands fisting the bedding.
“Can I touch you?” he groaned, precum dripping on his abs.
“I like it when you ask for permission. Yes, you can touch me,” I replied as I pressed my pussy against his cock, rubbing myself up and down his length.
“Jesus, Nee. I’m gonna come. Fuck.”
I pulled back, pinching his nipple hard while I rolled his balls in my hand, pulling slightly, his face twisting and his body shaking.
“I don’t want to deny you an orgasm when you’ve gone without them for so long, but I wanna show you how good it can feel to hold them off. If you come, you come. But try to breathe, Arch. Relax. You wanna touch me?”
“Yes. God, yes. Where?”
“Anywhere you want.”
He released his grip on the sheets and reached for my face, running his knuckles along my jaw, before wrapping his hand around the nape of my neck and pulling my breasts closer to him. Working kisses down my neck and chest, he circled my nipple with his mouth, sucking and dancing his tongue over my pebbled bud until I arched into him, wanting more. As if he could read my mind, his other hand found my ass, pulling me harder against him, rocking my hips so my pussy dragged along his shaft.
Raking my fingers through his hair, he worshiped my breasts, making me moan his name as a rush of arousal flooded between my thighs.
“I love you touching me,” I admitted as his hips pulsed, rubbing against my clit until I could barely think straight. Not wanting to come yet, I pressed my hand to Archer’s chest, pushing him back. “Put your hands behind your head.”
He released his hands from my body, making me ache for more, but this was about him. I wanted to help him find his confidence and show him how good intimacy could feel.
I love how unraveled he looked. Eyes hooded, pupils blown, sweat covering his body. I reached down, wrapping my hand around his cock, inwardly purring at the noises he made. This man didn’t need to be punished; he didn’t need a female to dominate him in the traditional sense. He needed someone to take charge and take care of him. And I planned to do both.
I moved my hand, dragging it up and down his shaft, playing around with how hard I gripped to see how he reacted. I felt his impending orgasm; his cock swelled, his moaning grew louder, his hips bucked. Just when I thought he was about to come, I released my grip, hearing the whimper that slipped from his lips.
“Color?” I whispered in his ear.
