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Pulling me on top of him, I spread my knees and straddle his waist as if I'm astride a horse. "Is this okay?" I ask, putting my hands on my thighs.

"It's perfect." He lays his head back against the couch. "You can touch me, and I'll touch you. Do what you're comfortable with, and you tell me if I do something you aren't. We just need to get used to touching each other. This goes as fast or as slow as you want it to, Val. Understand?"

Closing my eyes I take a deep breath and center myself. This is still scary for me after what I've been through, but I want to know what's so exciting about a man touching me. Why do some people risk it all to be with another person? What is this passion that everyone speaks of? I long to know what it is that starts wars and ruins marriages. Digging my fingers into my thighs, I allow myself to get used to the pain, before I lift my arms, and place my hands on his shoulders. "I do."

He holds my wrists, pressing my palms into his shirt-covered flesh. "Don't be scared. Go for it. We need to be completely comfortable with one another. I need to know what you like."

"I don't know what that is." I argue.

"Then we'll find out together. Touch me, Val."

My fingers shake as I dig them into his t-shirt, and bunch up the fabric so that it shows the skin above his jeans. Rolling my lips together, I lean in. "I want to kiss you, Vaughn."

"Then do it, babe. I'm not gonna stop you."

CHAPTER TEN

Vaughn

It looks as if she has to gather every bit of her guts to lean into me. It takes everything I have not to force it. I want to feel her lips on mine again, need to taste her, but as I told her, it'll be on her own time, at what pace she decides to set.

"Tell me if I do it wrong." She whispers.

"There's no way you're going to do anything wrong." I shake my head. "I can't imagine you doing anything I don't like."

"And my brain is telling me there's no way I can do anything you do like." She smirks.

But I see beyond that smirk. She's nervous, and scared. "I remember losing my virginity and kissing my first girl." I swallow, picking my words carefully. "It was the scariest moment of my life, and she was slightly more experienced than I was. I wanted nothing more than for her to take the lead, but she wanted me to, and I'm glad she did." I push my hands through her hair, cupping the sides of her head. "It gave me confidence in myself when she responded in a way that proved to me I provided her pleasure. Trust me when I say you are going to blow my mind. All you have to do is reach out and do it, Val."

Her hands move up from my shoulders to my hair. She digs her fingers through, and tilts my head to the side, before pushing it back against the couch. Before I can ask her what she's going to do, her lips connect with my throat. I've never been the type of guy who gets fucked up over necking, but goddamn when she drags her teeth against my flesh, my cock flexes against the zipper of my jeans. "Shiiitt....." I put my hands on her hips, holding her to me. "Whatever you do, don't stop that. It's so good." I tangle my fingers in her hair, holding her to me. "Can you feel me?" I thrust my hips up into her. "How hard I am? That's what happens when I get excited. That's one of the ways you'll be able to tell what I like and what I don't."

"Does it hurt?" She questions, those eyes of hers staring deep into my soul. "I was always told it was bad to make a man want you without taking care of them."

I reach forward, grabbing her chin with my fingers. "A real man can handle it. There is absolutely no reason a woman should be expected totake careof a man. Trust me when I say that to you. You're never going to have to worry about that with me, Val. I know that you'll learn that the more you touch me, but I want to continue to show you that you're safe with me."

She nods enthusiastically. "Can I keep going?"

I chuckle because she's gone from being completely timid, she's now excited to get back to what she was doing previously. "Yes, please do." I situate myself back against the couch, and expose my neck to her. "I'm ready when you are."

I don't dare close my eyes. I want to see what her face looks like when she decides what she's going to do. The moment she chooses, it's clear. Leaning forward, she nuzzles my throat, and then her lips connect to the flesh. She sucks, and the reaction in every part of my body is palpable. My heart rate increases, and I stretch my legs out in front of me to get some room for my cock.Digging my fingers into her hair, I hold her close, encouraging her to use that mouth of hers. Groaning, I hold on tight.

Val's hips start to grind into mine as she runs her lips and tongue up to my jawline. "I'm so hot." She moans, as she smears her kisses up to my ear, lightly biting at the lobe. "I don't know what I'm doing."

Fuck, my ears are one of my erogenous zones. "You're doing everything right. Just keep going."

"Can I rock my hips like this?" She questions, her nose flaring.

I hold onto those hips, helping her to rotate them. "Yes, exactly what you're doing, keep doing that if it feels good. I want you to get pleasure out of this too."

"I am, but I need you to touch me." She whines. "I don't know what I want you to do, but I need it..." she trails off, seeming to be frustrated, and not sure how to take care of it.

I know how she feels. Reaching up, I grab her chin again. "I'm going to ask you a question, and I need you to be honest with me, Val."

"Okay." She swallows, nodding.

"Have you ever touched yourself? Gotten yourself off?"

She shakes her head. "I've heard of it before, but I've never..."

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