“Yeah, but it might not be enjoyable for you if I’m awkward.”
My finger traces the contour of her trembling lips. “You're not going to be awkward. I’ll guide you. A few thrusts and you’ll ride me like a thoroughbred. You’re so wet, it won’t take me long to make you lose your mind. In no time, you’ll come all over my cock.”
She still looks petrified.
“Talk to me, precious.”
“I guess now is as good a time as any to say this.” She takes a deep breath in. “You shouldn't feel bad if I don't…” She pauses.
“I’m listening.”
“I can’t have an orgasm.”
My jaw drops.
“I don't even want to imagine how it was like for you with straight-laced polo boy, but with me, I don't come until you come. Got that?”
She doesn't answer.
“Trust that I will make it good for you, Everly.”
“Okay.” She nods shyly.
I flash her a victory smile.
I lean down and kiss her before sliding my tongue between her lips in search of hers. I can still taste her saltiness. I allow my hands to travel lower. I cup her ass and squeeze it. Fuck.
I break our kiss. “That’s one fine ass, precious,” I say, caressing her butt.
She laughs.
“Oh, you think that's funny?”
“No, I’m flattered. You surely know how to boost a girl’s ego.”
Good, she isn’t as nervous.
“Hands out,” I repeat my earlier command.
I take her hands into mine and press them together before grabbing my black silk tie. I wrap it around her wrists in a swift motion. All the while she watches blinking a mile a minute. When I’m done, I tighten the tie once more.
“I want you to surrender entirely to me, but I don’t want to hurt you. We’re clear?”
“We are.”
I lower my eyes to her wrapped hands. “Is that too tight?”
“No.”
“Sure?”
“I am.”
“Good.”
“This isn’t your first time doing this.” Her gaze meets mine.
“It isn’t. You want someone who knows what they’re doing.”
“Duly noted.”
It’s been too long since I’ve taken things to this level with a woman. Lately, I tend to keep it simple––a little foreplay, hard fucking, climax, done. I want to take my time and savor Everly.
I slide my hands under her armpits and lift her. I swing her over my thighs and lower her gently to my lap, leaving her no choice but to sit right behind my cock.
“Ready, my little donut dominatrix?”
“What about my panties?”
I lower my hands to her ass, caressing her gently.
“What about them?”
“I’m still—”
One swift movement and they’re gone. “Not anymore,” I grin.
“You just ripped them right off me!”
The look of the indignation on her face is hilarious.
“I thought you were okay living on the edge?” I challenge. She just laughs. “Don’t worry, I’ll buy another pair.”
I lift her hands up and feed them over my head before lifting her hips again. This time, I position her right on top of my erect cock.
“Slow and steady. I'll hold on to you while you sit on my cock,” I say.
“Okay.”
She does as she’s told.
“Ahhh,” she wails when she swallows my tip.
I don’t move, worried I’ll rush her.
She sinks, inch by inch, by inch, by inch.
“Oh, God,” she cries out, sitting on top of my cock.
She takes my full nine-inches beautifully.
I gasp for air too aroused to even speak.
I bite off a grunt of ecstasy when I feel her clit rolling over my pelvis. I’m in so deep, it’s like I’m fused to her.
Jesus Christ.
“We’re so close,” she exhales.
The vulnerability flickering through her eyes is unsettling.
I thread my fingers in her hair before dropping my forehead against hers. “We are.”
She grins. Our gazes are locked into each other.
“There’s still one thing not right,” I say.
“What?”
“This.” I reach behind her head and play around with her hair until I pull out the pins and the elastic holding it up. “Better,” I say, combing out her long colored mane. “I love your hair. It's going to look so good wrapped around my fists as you ride me.” I punctuate my sentence by thrusting my hips, jerking her up with me.
“You’re so hard,” she murmurs.
My balls are tightening and aching like crazy.
I'm holding on by a thread. I’m literally a heartbeat away from exploding, but I made her a promise and I intend on keeping it.
“It’s all your fault.”
She smiles.
I slide my finger between her lips and rub her clit in a circular motion.
Her head lolls back. “Oh, God.”
I stop.
“How can you be so cruel?” she chastises.
I resume my teasing.
“Hmmm,” she hums.
I stop again.
This time she flashes me a displeased look.
Her body is trembling under my grasp, but it’s not enough for me to take it easy on her.
“What do you want, precious?”
“You know what I want.”
“Not unless you tell me.”
She hesitates.
“I can sit here and stare into your big beautiful brown eyes all night long.”
“Touch me.”
“Is that how a good girl asks for something?”
“Holt, please touch me.”
“A little better, but not good enough. Be precise.”
“Holt, please rub my clit.”
“That wasn’t so bad,” I grin.
She folds her bottom lip between her teeth, trying not to smile.
My thumb rubs her clit with laser precision. I rotate in slow circles sending her higher and higher with each revolution.
“Please, Holt, please don’t stop,” she wails.
“Is someone begging?”
She responds by spreading her legs further and arching her back. The movement causes her to sink even lower against my cock. Not sure how that's even possible.
Fuck.
I lean forward and whisper in her ear, “I might not recover from this, Everly. From you,” I growl.
“I already know I won't.”
And if it doesn't do something to me to hear her admit that.
With one last tormenting thrust, I pull my thumb away.
“I can feel your heat. It's driving me crazy. If I don't start moving soon, I'll die,” I say.
“Okay.”
I still sense her nervousness and I hate that there isn't much I can do about it.
I cup her face in my free hand and pull her into a slow, passionate and blazing kiss. “Follow my cadence,” I say, brushing her hair away from her face.
She nods.
“Use your arms around my shoulders as leverage and just keep meeting my thrusts. Eventually, you’ll stop overthinking and your body will take over.”
My movements are slow and calculated at first. Her response is tentative. It doesn’t take long for my body to need more. As I thrust more forcefully into her warm pussy, eventually Everly finds her own stride.