I turn her around to face me. She’s stunning to look at. No bra. A tiny pair of cream panties high on her hips. Heels that add a couple of inches to her height. Earrings that shake slightly as if there’s a breeze in the room. Those luscious lips that are so soft to kiss.
My cock’s already throbbing and I’ve not even undressed yet.
She’s got her arms folded across her chest. I take her wrists and move them down to her sides. I take one look at her breasts and I have to feel them. I reach out, cupping them both, stroking her nipples gently.
“You like these touched?”
“Uh-huh.” She moans lightly, leaning her head back, her nips hardening under my touch.
I stroke them softly, kissing her neck, taking her into my hold, breathing in the sweet citrus scent of her perfume.
I kiss my way down her chest, loving how soft her skin feels. Hooking my hands into her panties, I slide them down her hips, lifting them over one heel and then the other. I kiss her ankles, moving my lips back up her legs, taking a glance at her pussy before standing again.
She’s perfectly still. Like a statue made of crystal. As if one touch might shatter her completely. I will have to be gentle with her.
At first.
“Onto the bed,” I tell her. “Now.”
She obeys me at once. I watch her ass as she walks, undressing myself as I drink her in.
She’s on her back by the time I’m naked. Her chest heaves as she looks up at me.
“What happens now?” she asks, her eyes moving down to my cock. She looks shocked by the size of it. Most women are.
I stroke it gently as I look at her. “Open your legs,” I tell her. “Let me see that pussy of yours.”
She gulps, shifting her knees apart. I walk over, kneeling at the foot of the bed. I grab her ankles and pull her toward me, pressing my lips to her pussy.
The sweet taste of her is intoxicating, making me hungry for more. I slip my tongue along her folds, loving the feel of them as I explore every inch of her most intimate parts.
She moans lightly above me, shifting in place, moving her hips in the same rhythm as my mouth. “That feels so good,” she says and she sounds shocked. I’m guessing she’s only had shitty partners before.
Or maybe no partners? Is it possible no one’s done this to her? That would explain why she said yes when I’m clearly bad news. She’s simply no life experience at all, no way of knowing how dangerous I am. I could do anything at all to her. I could kill her and she’d never see it coming.
I’m not going to kill her. I’m going to give her a night she’ll never forget.
I take my time, working the tip of my tongue gradually toward her clit, sliding my hands over her thighs, enjoying the taste of her more and more with each passing second.
The scent of her is driving me wild. It’s like no other sweetness in the world, better than any other woman I’ve ever been with. It’s the scent of innocence about to be corrupted.
My cock twitches when I use one hand to spread her lips apart, revealing the darker pink core of her.
I ease my tongue into her but not for long. It’s time to pay her clit some attention.
“When you come,” I tell her, pausing for long enough to glance up at her face, “I want you to thank me.”
“You think you can make me come?” She sounds shocked rather than excited.
I chuckle. “I’m certain of it.”
Five
Aurora
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His confidence is such a turn on, I can almost forget I’ve never done this before. From the tales I was told by my cousins, the first time is supposed to be rubbish. The guy either doesn’t know what he’s doing and you feel nothing at all or he goes off at once before you’ve even got warmed up.