She swallowed, nibbling her bottom lip. Fuck, I loved it when she did that. “The guys I used to see… Old boyfriends, they…” She cleared her throat. “They never did this for me.”
“You mean go down on you?”
Vivian covered her face with her hands and nodded. “Y-yeah.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“I don’t know. I never asked. And the few times they did, it wasn’t, uh…”
I chuckled. “Now’s hardly the time to be shy, Vivian. Just tell me.”
Old boyfriends. Was Wally one of them?
I shook my head, ridding my mind of all thoughts. The last thing I wanted right now was to think about my son and whatever the hell he did —or didn’t— get up to while he was dating Vivian. All that mattered right now was us and this moment. Dwelling on the past or worrying about the future was the fastest way to kill the mood.
She lay back down, head resting against one of the many pillows beneath her.
I returned to tease her clit with the tip of my tongue, carefully pressing a single finger against her entrance. She was wet and ready for me, so it went in easily. I curled at the knuckle in a beckoning motion, aiming for her sweet spot. I started slowly, testing the waters, reading her reactions like lines from a book.
What she liked, what she didn’t… It was evident in the way her breath hitched, in the way she gripped the sheets. In the way her knees squeezed together to keep me right where she wanted me.
“Do you think you can handle another finger?”
“Y-yes,” she shuttered. “Yes, sir.”
I pressed a second finger into her and felt how well she stretched to accommodate me. Her walls fluttered, an indicator of how close she was to finding release. I really wanted to see her come on my fingers.
I redoubled my efforts, my tongue and fingers working in tandem to drive her wild. She babbled incoherently, breaths coming quick and tight. Her toes curled and her body spasmed as climax took her, her sweet juices coating my tongue as she unraveled around me. Vivian’s mouth fell open, a yelp turned laugh bubbling from her lips.
I chuckled. “That good, huh?”
She nodded, smiling. “I’ll say.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Cocky bastard.”
“Such a filthy mouth you have. I’m going to have to put you over my knee.”
I sat down on the edge of the bed and patted my lap, relishing the sight of Vivian as she crawled on top, supple ass in the air. “Feeling adventurous, are we? Does my angel need a good spanking?”
She let out a shaky breath, gripping my thigh with anticipation. “Yes, sir.”
I massaged her cheek, warming up her skin. An inexperienced partner might go straight into it, but I wasn’t foolish enough to have Vivian jumping into the deep end without first getting her toes wet. I needed to ease her into this sort of thing, teach her that sometimes it paid to have a bit of patience.
I clapped her ass, just a quick swipe. She sucked in a sharp breath but didn’t cry out. “How was that?”
“Good,” she said, voice tight.
“You’re being honest? I don’t want to hurt you, Vivian.”
“I’m being honest. It was good. Just surprised me, that’s all.”
“Thank you for telling me.” I spanked her again, this time with a bit more force behind the swing.
She let out the tiniest yelp, followed by a deep moan. “Oh, God.”
“You’re enjoying this?” I asked, spanking her again. “Such a naughty girl, getting off to being punished.”