Parker straddled me, pinning me back to the bed and kissing me. I felt his cock press against my leg. I wanted him inside me.
“I want to teach you how to do it properly, Astrid,” Parker said. “Are you game to learn?”
He knew I wanted his praise.Fuck. I hated how good he was at pushing these buttons.
Relenting, I moaned, “Can you just fuck me?”
“That would be boring. What do you want?”
I tried to use my literary knowledge as best I could. “I want you to lick my pussy, Parker.”
Parker slowly eased my thong off before kissing his way up my thigh to my very wet centre. The more he tortured me, the better it felt. My legs twitched as he first licked my clit before sucking on it and sliding his fingers inside. I could only feel and hear him. The sound of my wetness and his fingers moving inside me was alarming at first.
“Am I that wet?”
“Gloriously wet,” Parker said. “Sexy as hell.”
Okay, well, at least one of us enjoyed it. For years, I’d realised I could get wet quickly with a bit of arousal. If that made Parker happy, it was fine. No matter what he did, I was getting off. Well, until he stopped again.
“Whyyyyyy, Parker? Please!”
“Please, what? Don’t just whinge at me, darling. I needdirection. Tell me what you like—loudly.”
“Don’t stop. Keep going.” Parker did as I asked. “I’m gonna cum.”
Parker dug his free hand into the crease of my thigh and moved his fingers like lightning. I was beyondhelp.
“Oh fuck!”
My legs twitched as I felt like I would ascend. It was all involuntary. Unintelligible and inexplicable French flew from my mouth. He made me feel things I’d never imagined. This awkward, grumpy man could keep me very, very happy. No one saw that coming.
Parker kissed up my body until he reached my collarbone. He bit it, then my earlobe. I was still pulsing, still vibrating with the pleasure he gave me. With a ragged breath, I tried speaking.
“I want… what do you want?”
“What?” Parker chuckled, kissing my neck as his dick rubbed against me.
“Do you want me to blow you?” I asked.
I offered before realising I had no idea how to do it.
“Do youwantto blow me?”
“I feel like after that, I should,” I said. “If you’ll be patient with me.”
“I’m always patient with you.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Are you rolling your eyes, Astrid?”
“Yes,” I giggled.
“Take the blindfold off,” Parker said.
I followed his direction and moved down the bed just below his pelvis. I straddle his right leg, staringdirectlyat his cock.
“You don’t have to, Astrid?—”