I hear a moan. I know that moan. I don’t move anything except my eyes. Holy fuck!
Her hand stops moving, and she sucks in a breath. “Um…sorry. You looked like you were still fast asleep.”
I turn to face Nia. Her cheeks are flushed. Her hair is all around her on the pillow. Her dark nipples are tight and so in my face that I start to salivate.
I’ve caught her masturbating. Her hand is still firmly between her legs. Her magnificent chest is heaving. She swallows hard. “I was afraid I might forget how to…” She stops talking and bites her lip.
“How to…?” I lift my brows.
“How to come. Since I’m never having sex again, I wanted to be sure I knew how to do it on my own while things are still fresh in my mind.”
“How’s it going?” I prop myself up on my pillow and turn on my side so that I can see her better.
“Good…not nearly as good as you, but better than before.”
“Better than before?” I lift my brows.
Her cheeks heat up a whole lot.
She clears her throat. “Um…yes…better.” She looks a little crestfallen. “I’ve tried before…to…you know.”
“Masturbate?”
She nods. “Um…yes…but it didn’t work. Now that I know I can orgasm, that I have the ability…I…um…thought I would try again.” She looks sheepish. Her cheeks are a bright red.
“You should plant your feet and open your legs wider. And then…” I take her hand from between her legs and bring it to my mouth. I suck on her fingers. Fuck, but she tastes good. “Lube,” I say. “Spit works just fine. It’s better when your fingers are wet.”
She opens her legs like I said and puts her hand on her pussy. I watch her fingers disappear between her folds. Nia’s eyes widen, and she moans. I’ll be fucked if the sound doesn’t go straight to my cock.
“You’re right.” Her eyes are gorgeous. So full of lust right now that I want to climb onto her and finish her off.
I don’t.
“You should experiment a little. Try being a bit firmer. Try softer.”
I watch her hips jerk forward, and her eyes widen. I see her finger move faster.
“That’s it,” I encourage her. I can see by how her chest is heaving that she isn’t too far off. “Some women find that they orgasm harder with nipple stimulation.”
“Nipple simulation,” she pants, her hand still working her clit.
My balls are in my throat. My dick is throbbing. This is torture. I nod, dipping my head. I lick and softly suck on one of her tight nubs.
I’m gifted with a groan from Nia. “Oh…yes…” More panting. “That does feel good…so good.”
“Try it. Use your free hand to fondle your breast. Gently pinch your nipple between your fingers.”
She squeezes on her tit a couple of times. I think if I so much as run my hand down my cock I will shoot off. It can’t be, though. My wound is mostly healed. It’s an angry scar this morning. I can’t come without my blade.
Then she pinches her nipple. Her hips jerk forward, and she makes this noise that I feel in my balls. “Oh…oh…yes…I felt that between my legs.” She pinches softly again, making the same noise. “I think I’m getting there.” Her hips are rocking forward. Her hand has gone back to squeezing her full globe.
“Push two fingers inside yourself,” I tell her.
“I’m…going to…come.” Her hand is strumming her clit.
“I promise you’ll come soon. Finger yourself.”
She swallows hard and nods once. Her hand dips down, and I watch with fascination as she sinks two fingers inside herself. “I’m wet,” she whispers, sounding in total awe. I see her hand moving. She groans.
“That’s good,” I say. I put a hand on her belly, my fingers brushing her pubic hair. “Turn your fingers so that they are rubbing up here…where my hand is, but from the inside.”
By the look on her face, I can see she’s getting there for sure. “Oh, god… Oh…” She says a few words in Celtic. They sound like cuss words. Then she is moaning and whimpering.
I smile. “One of your g-spots.”
“I…have a…g-spot?” she says, her voice animated. Her hand is moving quicker. Her eyes are wide. Her breathing is ragged.
I take her other hand off her breast and suck on her fingers. “Rub on your clit. Keep fingering yourself.”
She does exactly what I tell her. As soon as her fingers touch her clit, her mouth drops open, and her eyes widen. She fingers herself harder and faster. I watch Nia come. Another first for me. I’ve never watched a woman come. They always face the other way.
It’s the most beautiful, seriously fucking sexy thing I have ever seen. Her back bows. Her tits shake. Her face has a look of rapture. The noises she makes almost have me shooting off.
I watch in fascination as she comes down. I’m taking every part of her in, from her eyes to her face to her glorious body. She finally stops moving, her arms flopping to her sides. Her cheeks are flushed. Her eyes are hazy. “Oh…my…oh…” she’s whispering between pants. “I could do that all day.”
“Fuck it,” I growl as I turn her onto her belly.
“What? What are you doing?” She sounds dazed.
“I think we might need to reiterate all of these lessons with my cock inside you.”
“Oh…” She doesn’t sound too sure. “Um…okay.”
“Unless you don’t want sex. I would be okay with that. I would understand,” I mumble like an idiot. I won’t put pressure on her or force her. She’s had a rough time of it.
“I would…really like to have more sex.” Her voice is husky. She still sounds unsure. “It’s just that I thought last night was a one-time thing.”
It should have been. I should stop this madness, but I need this. I think we both do. I can’t help but think that we are somehow good for each other. “I think once more would be okay. It’s to be sure you can get there yourself. No sex for the rest of your life is one thing. No orgasms…that would be a shame.”
“That would be a shame. I definitely need another lesson, just to be sure.”
Alright then. I consider reminding Nia of her safe word. The only reason I asked her to think of one was that I thought it would help empower her. She needs more of that. I might have hard sex, but I’m not into hurting women. I save that for myself. I decide to leave it. I think she knows she’s safe with me. I hope she knows. I take my dagger off the side table and put it on the bed, ready for when the time comes. With her, I don’t think I’ll need it till the end.
Nia is on her belly on the bed. Her ass is the thing fantasies are made of. I hook an arm around her middle and lift her a little off the mattress. I’m between her legs. I crouch over Nia. Her pussy is a deep pink color. It’s glistening wet.
I’m caging her in, My arms on either side of her. I plunge inside her, and my eyes roll back in my head. She’s tight as fuck, only it’s more pronounced in this position, instead of on her knees. I groan, gripping the sheets on either side of her. She feels that good. I give her a few seconds to adjust to my size. If I’m honest, I’m also giving myself time to…to…I’m having to stop myself from coming.