Page 103 of Tulips and Lost Time

“I wanna taste, first.” I steal my hand from her underwear and take the fabric as I go, exposing the short, curly thatch of hair that guards her entrance. My mouth waters at the promise of what’s to come. My stomach topples at the idea of coming with her.

In her.

“Go.” She drops her hand to the top of my head and pushes. Demanding and bossy enough to make me chuckle. She releases her legs from around my hips and lets them drop wide, then she tangles her fingers in my hair and continues to guide me down. “God, Luc.” Her breath comes out fast. Harsh. Fragmented. “Please.”

I study her sweet pussy. The swollen lips and throbbing clit just waiting for me to touch. Her creamy release already makes her glisten. The wet patch on her bed, like a beacon calling me closer. Fuck savoring. Fuck delayed gratification. I bury my nose against her clit and slide my tongue along her slit until she cries out. She bites her own hand and lets out a muffled groan. And when she attempts to snap her legs closed again, I press my palm to her thigh and nudge it away. “You taste like heaven.”

“Luc—”

“Like heaven if they were serving cocaine and candy.” I slip my fingers in and hook them back to glance across that bundle of nerves. Instantly, she detonates, filling my mouth and drenching her bed. “That’s my girl,” I pant, pressing the pad of my thumb to her clit. “Such a good girl.”

“Luca!”

“More.” I spread my fingers apart and tickle her asshole with the tip of my pinkie. Her body freezes. Every muscle turns taut, and her breath comes to a dead standstill. A boundary creeps closer, so I glance up and study her eyes, grinning when they scream a million thoughts a minute. “You can say no.” I kiss her thundering clit. “Or you can let me touch. Neither are wrong. And if you choose the second, that doesn’t mean you can’t stop me in a few minutes.”

“Okay…” Her word comes out on a crackling, almost-painful gasp. She licks her dry lips and nods, just a single drop of her chin. “Alright.”

“Such a brave girl.” I circle her clit with my lips and suckle until her eyes roll into the back of her head. Then I slip my digit into her ass and hum with pleasure when she groans. “Surprised you never tried this with your toy collection.” I lap at her slit and swallow down her delicious release. “A whole fleet of dildos and you never thought to grab a plug and shove it in your ass?”

“Oh god.” She bites her palm again and whimpers. “Stop talking about it. You’re making it weird.”

I snort and nibble along the very top of her thigh. “I’d like to talk about your asshole, Bear.”

“Luc—”

“It’s so tight,” I growl. “So pink and welcoming.”

“I’m gonna kill you.”

I chuckle and reach across for her dildo. Taking it in my hand, I close my eyes for a second as the vibration ricochets along my arm and into the depths of my chest. But when I open them again, I meet her stare and smirk. Her perfect green gaze watches my hand. Her teeth come out to play with her bottom lip. She might be a virgin, but she knows how this feels. “You’re telling me you’ve never put this in your ass?” I look down between her legs. The glistening sheen and the hungry pulse of her cunt. Then I lean back just a little more and spy her ass. “Never once accidentally tickled it and thought, let me try that?”

“Stop.” She covers her flaming face with her palms. But fuck it because she’s smiling. “I’m never doing this with you again if you insist on making it awkward.”

“Hell you aren’t.” I turn the vibration high and bring the tool down to glide between her folds. To slick it with her own release before I stop with the tip at her opening. “This is one of those medium-sized kinds, huh?” I nudge the head in, just a half inch until her breath catches and her eyes spring wide. “It’s not small, like a bullet. But it’s not large, like a real cock.”

My hips jut forward, like it’s me entering her body and not an inanimate fucking toy.

“You got the starter size, huh?”

“It’s respectable.” She whimpers when I slide it an inch in, clamping her lips shut and angling her head back so I see the strain of her neck. I see her pulse beneath delicate skin, and the blue veins that swim just below the surface. “Luc…”

“I’m not respectable.” I drag the dildo out, only to slide it in again. But this time, she gets two inches. “And I’m not as small as this thing.”

“You can’t be nearly as big as your ego.”

I snort and give her another inch. “That’s what you think.” I bring my free hand away from her ass, eliciting a cry of despair when she realizes her loss, then I slip it into my pants instead, circling my cock and groaning when that touch alone has my release sprinting to the surface. “You can tell me to stop, okay?”

I fight my zipper and shove it down, desperate to free my dick from its constraints. “First time is still the first time, Bear. And a dildo was something you controlled. This is gonna be different.”

“I trust you.” Panting, she sets her feet on the bed and tilts her hips to take more. Her eyes glitter with need. With want. With desperation. Then she comes apart around the dildo and melts into the mattress. “Luc…”

“So responsive.” I draw the dildo out and set it on the blankets, then I reach up, one-handed, and draw my shirt up. “So fucking responsive, Kari. You’re gonna kill me.”

She worries her bottom lip and shakes her head side to side. “It’s gonna be fine. I promise.”

“I don’t have any condoms.” I lean in and kiss her. I force her to taste herself on my tongue. Her release on my lips. “I haven’t carried a condom around with me for a long time, Bear. So unless you have some, we can’t?—”

“I don’t have any.” But she rears up and wraps her hand around the back of my neck, holding me closer when I start to move away instead. “I trust you.”

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