“I’m glad.” Calling him that also pushed her to another level.
He lifted her, walked over to the sofa, and sat with her in his lap. Then he grasped a chunk of her hair, tilted her head back, and took her lips with a hunger that only made her core tighten and moisture slide from her cunt.
All her thoughts scattered in her brain. Her only awareness was his lips and where he was touching her. She gasped into his mouth when his hand covered her breast.
“I can feel your little nipple against the palm of my hand,” he said.
Her back arched when he started to pinch the hard little nub, only stopping when she flinched.
Sean groaned. “You couldn’t be more perfect for me.”
Ava pressed the side of her head against his chest and let him fondle her and drive her desire higher. “Why?”
“Your body just told me it likes a bit of erotic pain, but it’s not something you’ll need to have an orgasm. I can give you the level of sensual pain you like, but I’m not a sadist.”
She looked up at him. “I don’t understand.”
“By pinching your nipple, I saw how much sting you could take before you flinched. When it took some force on your nipple before you recoiled, it told me how to pleasure you.”
“Oh.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, oh.”
Before she could say anything more, he bent and kissed her again. When his hand moved down her body, her legs automatically spread.
Fortunately, the long dress she had on was full at the bottom, so her legs could open a lot. When his hand came down and cupped her cunt, they both groaned.
“Fuck, I can feel your wet heat through your layers of clothing.” He slid his hand up under the skirt, gripped the top of her panties, and pulled until they were in a pile on the floor.
When his hand touched her again, there was nothing but his skin against hers. She cried out when he slid a finger in between her pussy lips and pressed down on her swollen clit. She gripped the front of his shirt. His fingers never stopped. They just stroked over her tender folds and the wet throbbing junction of her thighs. She stiffened when she felt the tip of his finger circle her asshole and then press it inside of her.
She grabbed his wrist. “Oh, what are you doing?”
He wiggled his finger, and it sent a shaft of pure need through her. “I’m getting you used to me touching your ass.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m going to spend a lot of time in it.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Wait. What?”
“Oh, you’re going to love it. Just trust me.”
She gazed up at him. “I do trust you.”
He rubbed his nose against the top of her head. “You’re a good girl.”
“I’ll try to be.”
“You already are.” One of his fingers slid back up and started pushing into her cunt. “Fuck, you’re so fucking tight.”
Just his one finger stretched her pussy. She didn’t know if she’d be able to handle more than one finger, and God, what about his cock? She could feel it against her hips, and it felt huge.
“Easy. We’ll take this slow, baby.”
He kept finger fucking her until she relaxed back against his chest again. When he started to press two fingers in, she stiffened.
“You can take me. I won’t hurt you. That’s the last thing I want to do. Just enjoy what I’m doing to you.”
“I do. It’s just … so much.”
“It will get even better,” he said. He’d pressed inside of her cunt for a long time, but when he pulled out, one of his fingers would press into her ass.
She was mindless with pleasure. “Please.”
“I know. I’ll take care of you.”
God, she hoped so because it felt like she was going to fly apart any second, and as much as she wanted it, the intensity still frightened her.