“You have to show me what to do,” she said as she licked her way across my collarbone.
“You’re doing great so far. Go with your instincts,” I said in a strangled voice.
“My instincts are currently focused on your nipples,” she said, smiling up at me.
“Go with it,” I said, and then she took one of them into her mouth and I grabbed the bedspread and couldn’t stop myself from making some very indecent noises.
“I see I judged correctly,” she said. “This has all been very informative.”
I wanted to laugh at how seriously she was taking this, but I couldn’t.
Piper alternated licking and sucking on my nipples and then she pulled one gently between her teeth and I almost bowed off the bed.
“Interesting,” she said, chuckling a little.
“Piper,” I gasped, finally able to form one word.
“Yes, McKenna?” she asked, looking up at me. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” I said. “Don’t stop.”
Piper ventured lower, and I sensed just a tiny bit of hesitation.
“I want to see you,” I said, stroking my fingers over her bra.
“If you insist,” she said, unclasping her bra with one hand and then tossing it onto a chair.
“They’re bigger since I had Preston,” she said, looking down. “And not as full.”
“They’re perfect,” I said, sitting up so her chest was at eye level.
I kissed the swell of one breast, and she made a gasping noise. I kissed every bit of skin that I could, leaving her nipples for last. I lavished them with sucks and licks and gentle bites.
“Harder,” she commanded me, one hand in my hair.
Piper got what she wanted.
“Fuck,” she hissed as I did what she asked of me. “That feels so good.”
She’d started moving her hips against me, her body wanting more stimulation.
I slid one hand between us and stroked the apex of her thighs through her pants.
“Oh, fuck,” she said, throwing her head back.
Her hips drove toward my hand, but it was an awkward angle, so I lifted my head from her breasts and looked up at her.
“Come down here,” I said, and moved her so she was on her side facing me. As she watched, I flicked open the button of her pants and slid my hand against her skin, underneath her underwear.
Her body jerked against mine as I found her center.
Piper moaned loudly and clutched my wrist with her hand.
“Stop?” I asked.
“No,” she said, shaking her head. “I want…”
“What do you want?” I asked, my words soft.
She closed her eyes. “I want to taste you.”
I almost came at those words from her mouth.
“You sure?” I asked.
“Please take your pants off,” she said, and I almost laughed at her impatience.
I rolled onto my back and undid the zipper on my jeans and pulled them down, along with my underwear. She didn’t need to see plain black panties. Nothing alluring about those.
“Can I see what you’ve got on?” I asked as I tossed my bottoms onto the floor.
I looked at Piper to find her staring at me.
“Your body is incredible,” she said, and she reached out to run a finger across my belly.
Piper straddled me again, and I could tell her pants were restricting her, so she shimmied them off, and I got a glimpse of white lace before those were gone too and she was left as naked as I was.
My fingers traced a scar on her lower belly.
“C-section,” she said. I wanted to kiss that scar, but the angle wasn’t right, and she was too single-minded about what she wanted right now. I’d get a chance to worship her later.
Piper leaned down to place little teasing kisses along my belly, working her way down. She wasn’t nervous now. She was determined.
“Tell me if I do something you don’t like,” she said as she moved lower, hovering right between my thighs.
I hadn’t been expecting this at all tonight, so I hadn’t done any sort of grooming, but Piper didn’t seem to notice or care. She, of course, had a full wax, as far as I could tell.
As if I’d opened a door, all of my insecurities about my own body crashed down around me. What if she didn’t like the way I smelled or tasted? What if she decided she didn’t want to be with me at all?
What if, what if, what if.
A warm kiss on the inside of my thigh drew my attention to Piper.
“Where did you go?” she asked.
“Nowhere,” I said, fighting the urge to cover my chest with my hands and push her away.
I’d never been super insecure about my body, but sex was a whole different animal.
“Be here with me,” she said, kissing my opposite thigh and nuzzling my skin.
“I want this to be good for you,” she said.
I reached down and threaded my fingers in her hair.
“It will be,” I said. She smiled and my anxieties faded to the background. They weren’t completely gone, but they had gotten quieter.
“I’ve been known to give killer blowjobs,” Piper said casually as she studied me.
I sputtered and pushed myself up.
“The anatomy might be a little different, but I’m confident in my ability to adapt,” Piper said and, before I could respond, she placed a kiss on my center, just above my clit and I almost came, just from that.
“I’ve thought about this so many times,” she continued, her voice hypnotic. “Wondered what you would taste like.”
She stroked me so lightly, but the simple touch had me arching off the bed and a curse falling from my lips.
“It’s time to find out if reality lives up to my fantasy.”
My only answer was another whimper and then she licked me, slowly, and I almost started crying at how good it felt.
“Mmm,” she said, licking her lips. “Reality is much better.”
I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t do anything but thrash on the bed as she licked me again, making sure she touched all of me, and no area was left unloved. So far, she didn’t pay much attention to my clit, and I started begging her.
She gave me a soft smack on the thigh which made me moan even more.
“I’m taking my time and savoring. Deal with it.”
What was I supposed to say to that?
My fingers clenched in her hair was she continued to explore me and sneakily slip one finger inside me.
“More,” I gasped.
A second finger joined the first, and she finally gave my clit some attention as she drew her fingers in and out of me.
“More,” I said again. The stimulation was good, so good, but I needed to come.
“You’re very demanding, you know,” she said, her voice calm.
Piper thrust her fingers into me, hard, and sucked on my clit and I knew she got the message. I liked slow and sweet as much as the next person, but sometimes, I just needed to be fucked.
This was one of those times.
“I’m so close,” I gasped out and I thought I heard a satisfied sound from Piper. She had committed completely and totally to my pleasure and she was succeeding.
She flicked her tongue against my clit and thrust her fingers inside me one last time, hitting my pleasure centers all at once and I came apart, shattering at the hands of Piper Patrick. My climax went on and on as she wrung spasms of pleasure from me until I couldn’t come any more.