I watched as she swallowed hard, but after only the smallest of hesitations, she nodded. Some of the pressure around my heart eased, and I felt like I could take a deep breath for the first time that evening. I didn’t give her time to think about her decision; I simply set out to prove to her how much I loved her with the one thing I knew I couldn’t get wrong.
Just as tenderly as I had kissed her, I undressed her.
I brushed another kiss over her forehead, still tenderly but with all the love I felt weighing down on me. I inhaled the scent of her shampoo and was intoxicated by that delicate scent that reminded me of Harper. My lips trailed across her cheek to her jaw, lower to her neck, and over her collar bone.
I didn’t go near her lips, refused to get too close to those sensitive breasts of hers. Right then all I wanted was to show her that I worshiped her body. If I let myself explore her hot mouth, or even those beautiful tits of hers, I would be just as lost as she would be. And this wasn’t about losing our heads. This was about loving Harper.
I kissed across her right shoulder and down her arm, delighting in the little goose bumps that popped up on her sweet smelling skin. While my lips left no place untended, my fingers were busy tracing every feminine line of Harper: down her hips, her outer thighs, and over her calves to her ankles. Her skin was smooth, perfect. I loved the feel of it under my rough hands.
I grasped her feet with both hands, massaging the arches until she groaned with pleasure. Slowly, I kissed my way down her body until I reached her tiny feet. My tongue licked over the little ball at her ankle, making her jerk in pleasure that neither of us knew was possible. Her toes curled in my hands, and I knew that she was aching for something only I could give her.
I took my time. There was no rush as I kissed my way back up her legs. When I reached her knees, I urged her thighs apart. She spread willingly for me, like a flower blooming in the morning sun. My breath was trapped in my lungs as I looked down at the gorgeous woman before me.
This girl was my destiny. Now I just had to prove it to her.
Her thighs were like silk. They quivered with need under my fingertips, making my dick strain against the fly of my dress pants. I ached for her on a level that was nearly terrifying, but this wasn’t about me and my needs. This was for Harper.
Harper
The first brush of the pad of his finger over my wet sex made my back arch. After the gentle seduction of his lips and hands on every part of my body, parts that I would never have imagined would be arousal points. I felt like a finely strung instrument. With the single touch of his finger to my clit, I went falling over an edge I wasn’t even aware I was standing on.
“Ssshhhaaannneee!” I screamed his name, my body bucking uncontrollably.
“I love you, Harper,” he whispered at my ear as he lowered himself beside me and kissed my lips until my body was calm once more.
For a long while all he did was hold me after that amazing orgasm. My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to beat me to death, my breathing coming in little pants as I tried to come down off the high Shane had given me with the release.
When I could finally think more clearly, I felt how tense he was against me. His erection like steel pressing into my hip as it pulsed and twitched against me. My head slowly rose until I could meet his gaze and I saw how much it was costing him to just lie there holding me. He was in pain and I couldn’t stand that thought.
The very idea that he needed me had my body melting. The release I had just experienced only intensified the renewed desire burning between my thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his head down to mine.
He didn’t hesitate to kiss me back, didn’t protest when I started unbuttoning his dress shirt, but he didn’t help me either. I realized then that he was making this all about me. If I chose to lie back down and go to sleep, he wouldn’t say a word. If I got up and left he wouldn’t follow. For some reason that touched something deep in my heart.
Licking my lips, I smiled up at him. “Tomorrow, I want you to take me shopping.”
I could see that my words had surprised him, but he simply nodded. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.” Those raspy words were like a vow that healed some of the damage tonight had inflicted on my heart.
The smile turned into a grin as I started working on his belt. “Whatever I want, whenever I want it?” I murmured, hoping I sounded seductive.
I must have succeeded from the way his dick twitched against his pants. “Yes.”
With the belt undone, I unsnapped his pants and carefully pulled down the zipper, knowing that my man didn’t like underwear. His erection sprang free, making my mouth water for a taste of him. And I would, I promised myself. I would suck his dick for as long as I wanted and he wouldn’t stop me.
“I want you to buy me toys,” I told him, glancing up at him through my lashes. I knew that my eyes drove him crazy and planned to use them to their full advantage tonight. “I want you to buy them for me, these sexy little toys, and I want you to use them on me. I want to play and experiment, and when we’re both exhausted from all of that, I want you to make love to me… Can you do that for me, Shane?”
My heart pounded while I waited for his answer. I hoped he knew what I was telling him by asking for these things, prayed that he realized I was giving him my trust one more time, one last time. By asking him to experiment sexually, I was giving him everything.
“Y-yes,” he whispered brokenly, and I lowered my head to take him into my mouth.
The taste of his pre-cum was addictive. I loved that sweet, slightly salty, tangy taste on my tongue. I sucked him in deep until his dick hit the back of my throat and made me gag. He groaned, enjoying the fill of my throat contract around the head of his thick cock. I pulled back and looked down at the bulging veins, examining them before tracing my tongue over every one of them.
His balls tightened and I gently grasped them with one hand, massaging, tugging, even moving lower to run my tongue over the delicate sac. Shane’s fingers tangled in my hair, but he didn’t urge me to take more into my mouth. He didn’t do anything but hold my hair for me as I explored him.
This was for me.
I felt powerful, just as I suspected he wanted me to feel. By letting me have free rein tonight, by letting me do what I wanted when I wanted to his delicious body, Shane was turning over the only power he had. As I ran my tongue up the length of his silk covered steel dick, I raised my eyes to meet his gaze. Yes, I had all the power tonight.
Something told me that if I abused that precious power I would destroy this man. There was a vulnerability in his eyes that I wanted to know about. And I would find out. I would demand answers.