Page 73 of Unbelievable You

“Don’t look at me like that,” she whispered.

Instead of arguing, I kissed her and grabbed her hands from my ass and pressed them down on the bed.

You never knew how someone was going to be in bed until you got them naked. Sometimes they didn’t know. I’d been knocked off my feet before when a shy girl turned into an absolute demanding control freak in my bed and I was happy to let her live out her fantasy with me.

As far as my own preferences, I thought of myself as a service switch. My partner’s pleasure was my main goal, and however I got her there was fine with me.

I slowed the kiss down and then pulled back.

“What do you want, baby?” I asked.

“I want you to fuck me, Stace, don’t make it complicated.” She wiggled a little under me and I had to take a breath to focus.

“It’s not complicated, but we’ve got to have a little conversation first.”

Her eyes narrowed. I still had her hands pressed against the bed and she pulled so I let go.

“What do you like?” I asked and she made a frustrated sound.

“I like getting off,” she practically growled.

I sat up.

“Maybe I won’t fuck you. Maybe I’ll just get myself off while you watch.” I caressed my breasts and pinched my nipples and let my head drop back before looking down to see her reaction.

Her mouth fell open and her breathing accelerated. Interesting.

“What should I do next, baby?” I asked. Heat flared in her eyes.

“Put two fingers in your mouth.” I grinned at her and did what she said.

“Get them wet.”

I did.

“Circle your nipples.”

Fuck, this was absolutely working for me. Her eyes were intense as she watched me do whatever she commanded. I was surprised that she wanted me to touch myself instead of her, but I wasn’t complaining. She was still going to get off first. I never allowed myself to come first.

“Mmmm, that feels good, baby,” I told her. Talking during sex always got me off. I was a yapper in and out of the bedroom.

“Touch your pussy,” she said, and I almost came from just her words.

“God, that’s hot,” I said, stroking myself. I was so wet that I was dripping on her. Hunter had kept her hands on the bed until now. She slowly stroked them up and down my thighs, making my skin sizzle.

“Your legs are amazing, Stace,” she said, her voice almost reverent.

“Thank you,” I gasped as I carefully circled my clit, avoiding any direct contact so I didn’t come too soon.

“What should I do now?” I asked her.

“Let me taste,” she said, shocking both of us. Hunter opened her mouth and I slid my fingers in, moaning as she swirled her tongue around them.

“Fuck, Hunter,” I said as she sucked on my fingers. If I wasn’t careful, she was going to get me to come just like this.

She grinned up at me and that was the moment I knew I was doomed. Absolutely doomed. I’d wanted to ruin her, but this woman was absolutely going to ruin me, and I was going to let her.

“Can I touch you, please?” I begged.

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