Page 91 of First Touch

“Anywhere. Everywhere. No more limits. I want all of it. Touch all the places you’ve wanted to, please.” He searches my eyes, looking for any sign that I’m in distress or not serious about my request, but I’m deadly serious.

“You being taken and hurt scared the hell out of me. I knew after that moment that I wasn’t willing to deprive you of any part of me. I didn’t want to. I’m yours, wholeheartedly, to do what you please. I’ve come to peace with that these last three weeks apart. I’ve actually been really fucking excited,” I admit to him, adamantly.

“You’re sure?”

I nod my head rapidly.

“You can still say no, or tell me to stop at any time, baby. Promise?”

“I promise,” I reply eagerly. I love this man, I love him so much.

Instead of exploring below my waist further, or my breasts, he surprises me by using his hands freely for the very first time to kiss me. It’s not a sweet or gentle kiss, it’s fingers threaded in my hair, hands pulling me in. A hard and brutal kiss.

He takes over my senses, claiming my mouth so passionately that I lose track of time and space. It’s the most consuming kiss I’ve ever had with clashing tongues and teeth. I’ve never felt more loved and cherished.

Finally, his hands start their trail down my body, making my core throb harder before he’s even near it. His fingertips traced down my spine and up my sides before cupping my breasts firmly making me moan. He pinches both of my nipples at the same time and I can’t help but throw my head back in surprise at the sensation it elicits. I’ve never experienced that before.

“You’re so beautiful, Thea. I’m so glad you’re mine.” He applies more open-mouthed kisses to my chest, lapping at my nipples thoroughly with his tongue before sucking them into his mouth like he can’t get enough. It’s a shame that I didn’t let him do this weeks ago, I’ve been missing out.

His hands have moved back down towards my hips, rocking me against his erection. The friction is torturous, making me needy for his cock. Before I can beg for what I want, I feel his fingers skim up the backs of my thighs and brush against my sensitive sex, making me twitch. I’m wet, I have been for a while, and now he feels it.

He spreads the lubrication up and down my slit, teasing my clit and my entrance over and over. The back and forth is incredible, but torturous. I want him to give me something, rub my clit, finger fuck me, anything.

“Please.” I try to grind my hips in a way that’ll force his hand. He doesn’t relent, continuing to tease me.

“You can beg better than that sweet girl,” he murmurs, biting my neck.

“Please, Jesse. I want your fingers inside me,” I plead, but it opens up the floodgates. “I want to rub my clit against your cock, but I want it inside me too. I want you to fuck me. I want your cock in me.”

His two fingers slide into my tight hole at my last request, going in easily since I’m so wet. He pumps in and out, crooking them slightly to rub against my inner wall. My eyelids flutter at the sensation.

“What else do you want?” He asks, breathlessly.

“I want you to fuck my mouth and eat me out. I want your tongue everywhere,” I admit, riding his fingers. “I want you to fuck all of my holes… Choke me while you take my ass.”

He makes a coughing noise, but I’m too far gone to really hear it. “Fuck, Thea.” The fingers inside me leave suddenly, making me whine in protest, but I’m quickly distracted when he picks me up and lays me on the bed. The towel that was draped around my waist falls to the floor.

He eyes me hungrily, sticking his fingers in his mouth to suck my juices off, making my eyes go wide. “Spread your legs,” he demands. I do it immediately.

“Who’s pussy is this, Thea?”

“Yours.”

“Who do you belong to?”

“You,” I answer without hesitation, loving being owned by him. He rewards my responses by firmly licking me from my entrance to my clit and my whole body gasps.

“Who do I belong to?” He asks before nibbling on my inner thigh making me squirm.

“M-me,” I stutter out, too distracted by where his face is. I want him to devour me so badly, but he’s teasing me. Only offering small, scattering bites and licks until he finally grabs my thighs securely, keeping me from moving.

“Grab my hair, baby, pull me back if it’s too much,” he demands but doesn’t wait for me to agree. I thread my fingers into his newly trimmed locks and hold on for my life as he dives in.

It’s ecstasy, it’s everything. I can’t even think straight as his tongue tastes me everywhere, licking and flicking every sensitive part of me. The noises coming out of me are incoherent until I’m almost making no noise at all. I can hardly even breathe.

He doesn’t just eat me out, he ruins me for the rest of my life. All I’ll be able to think about forever is how amazing this is.

His fingers push inside me, making me see stars. “Fuck, oh my God!” I’m so close to an orgasm I can taste it, but I don’t want this to end. The build-up of electricity from teasing me and everything he’s giving me now is too good, making me toss and turn my head on the sheets.

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