But I’m going to know.Soon.
“Take off those damn panties. I want to see what I’ve been waiting so long to have.” She pushes her thumbs inside the waistband and lifts her sweet cheeks as she shimmies the fabric down her hips and legs. When my girl is naked, she presses her knees together, reminding me she’s never been exposed to a man until now.She looks so sweet and innocent like that.
I hold out my hand. “Give them to me.”
She hands over her underwear and I bring them to my nose. My dick dribbles again when I smell her feminine fragrance, her sweet nectar filling my lungs. “You smell fucking delicious.”Good enough to lick. To eat. To devour.
Claudia lifts her leg and nudges the toe of her sparkly high heel to the bulge in my underwear. “Take them off. I want to see what I’ve waited so long to have.”
I slide off the edge of the mattress and stand next to the bed, looking down on her. Her eyes move to my cock and widen when I push down my underwear. “Duke…”
She doesn’t finish the sentence but I know what my girl is thinking. “I promise it will fit inside you just fine… when the time is right. But that won’t be tonight; we’re not fucking.”
I wrap my hand around my dick and stroke it up and down as my eyes devour her naked body. I have gotten off a lot lately using only my hand and the fantasies in my head. But I’m tired of the make-believe. The need to be inside this girl has become as necessary as breath in my lungs. “Slide down in the bed.”
I’m dying to put my mark on her but that’s an impossible task when you can’t touch someone.I’ll have to improvise.
“I’m naked. You’re naked. Hmm… what should we do?”
“I want to mark you the only way I can without touching you.”
Her brow wrinkles and despite the dim lighting, I can see her cheeks fill with color. “I don’t understand what that means,” she whispers.
How can she be so damn sexy while so innocent at the same time?
“I know you don’t understand and that’s one of the things I adore about you—your innocence. I love that you’re untouched by any other man.” She has no idea what a fucking turn-on it is to know I’m her first everything. First love. First touch. Maybe first orgasm.
I’ll be her alpha—and omega—even if she hasn’t come to realize that part yet. “What about your own touch?”
She bites her lip, and her cheeks further redden. “Sometimes I touch myself when I think of you and what it might feel like if we were making love. I always imagine it’s your hand between my legs instead of my own.”
“Do you ever make yourself come?”
“I don’t think so.”
That’s a no. “You’d know if you had.”
I tighten the grasp around my cock and pump harder. “Spread your legs. I want to see all of you.”
She plants her heels flat against the bed and her knees fall apart. A small stream of juice dribbles out of her glistening pink pussy.
I could make good use of that. Damn shame it’s going to waste.Unless it’s not.
“Show me how you touch yourself when you imagine us making love.”
“I don’t know how to do it right. It never works for me.”
I take her hand in mine and press the tips of her fingers to the top of her slit. “Start here. Like this.”
Placing pressure on her fingers, I guide her hand in a circular motion, spreading her slick nectar. “I wish I could taste you.”
“Me too.” She closes her eyes, arches her back, and rubs harder. Faster. “I bet it would feel amazing to have your tongue doing this.”
I’d love nothing more than to give in and say to hell with everyone but us. “I assure you the waiting is torture for me too.”
“Please, Duke.” Her voice is full of desperation. Torment. Misery. And it breaks my heart.My girl needs to come.
“Close your eyes, baby. Breathe slowly. Deeply. Imagine the ends of your fingers are actually the tip of my soft, wet tongue.” I guide her hand in a different motion—up and down through her slit. “Dip your fingers inside just a bit and rub right here.”