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He smiles and kisses my chest, over top the light cotton dress. “Someone has really messed with you, haven’t they?”
I tug at the sides of my dress and feel a lump begin to form in my throat. I’m not sure what to say. I’ve never been this called out, this vulnerable.
His lips continue across the span of my dress, pausing over top my nipples as he sucks on the erect bumps.
My back arches away from the bed and a light moan escapes my lips as I run my nails down over his shoulders.
“Why don’t you let me heal you?” he says. “Let me take my time with you? Let me show you what this is supposed to be?”
My heart beats hard against my chest as my legs open slightly.
“Relax,” he says, kissing my inner thighs. One, then the other, slowly making his way into my core. I want to tell him I’ve never had anyone touch me like this before, that this is the first time a man has ever orally pleasured me, but I’m hesitant to stop him. I already look like an insecure drama queen. The last thing I want is to amplify it. Though, I think my legs give the story away as badly as their shaking.
Holding his large hands on either side of my legs, he dips in, moving his tongue over top my lips softly, each sensation like a scream from my insides to dive deeper. My hands run through his hair and down over his shoulders. He’s warm and sweaty, strong, and sure. Slowly, his tongue presses into me and circles my clit. The warmth of his mouth on me is like a blanket on my mound as he takes me in. Sucking then circling, sucking then circling, over and over he moves in erratic movements that keep my nerves on edge wondering what he’ll do next.
My thighs tighten around his face and my hands grip harder in his hair as he moans into my cunt. The vibration curls my toes and swells me even further toward orgasm.
“Don’t stop,” I beg, lifting my hips up into his face. “Please, don’t stop!”
He growls and dives in deeper, pressing one, then two fingers inside of me, scratching in an upward motion as my entire lower body begins to shake.
My head arches back and my mouth opens as a shock wave spreads from the base of my neck, down my spine, and toward my groin.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moan, the soft bits of his beard tickling every part of me just right as he continues to lap me up and slide his fingers in and out.
Waves of euphoria send my hips upward into his face harder until I’ve had too much and my clit is so sensitive it can’t be touched.
Brad lingers, kissing my core and inner thighs with the softest graze, as my body holds onto the lingering sensations of pleasure.
“How was it?” he asks, making his way back up to my side.
“I want to fuck you,” I say. “Let me—”
He guides me into his arms and holds me firm against his chest. “I asked you how it felt.”
I let out a sigh. “I’ve never like—”
“Like what?”
“I’ve never like… I’ve came with myself, but I’ve never come with someone else.”
He smiles and runs his hand softly up and down my arm. “I want to fuck you. I want you to feel good too,” I say, trying to wiggle out of his grip, but he holds me firm.
“You did make me feel good,” he says. “I wanted to do that. You just made my night.”
“What do you mean? You didn’t… I mean, you didn’t come.”
“I wanted to make you feel good,” he says. “So I did, right?”
I nod, though I’m not fully sure how to process everything he’s saying.
“Well then, I did everything I wanted to tonight.”
I resist the urge to ask him if I’m pretty, or if this is it, or seek whatever validation is on the tip of my tongue. Maybe he really is just a nice guy. Though, I was pretty sure those didn’t exist.
“Are you leaving now?” I ask, rather abruptly.
Brad narrows his eyes, a half-smile on his face. “Do you want me to?”
