Page 62 of Bad for You

I just don’t know how to ask for what I want for fear of rejection. And I’m also afraid.

I rub my breasts against his bare chest in hopes he can read my body language. I can’t move because my arms are still pinned behind my back, but I mold my body to his, needing more before I explode.

Lenny doesn’t speak when he releases my arms. But he’s giving me the option to show him what I want, and what I want right now is to feel him inside me.

I place his hand over the front of my bikini bottoms with our lips still locked.

“Are you sure?” he asks, and his kindness touches me.

No man has ever asked permission before, and that is why I place my hand over his, coaxing him to be a memory I want to remember always.

He never ceases kissing me as he glides two fingers up and down the front of my bottoms. Even that feels incredible. I can’t imagine what feeling him skin to skin would be like.

I open my legs wider, a silent invitation that I’m okay with more. That I need more.

Thankfully, he doesn’t make me beg.

He slows down the kiss, it’s languid and hot, and when I relax into the way his tongue strokes mine, he walks his fingers into my bottoms and runs them along my sex. A hiss leaves him when he feels how wet I am.

He continues this for a while, and I find myself getting wetter and wetter. I’m so turned on, and he hasn’t even done anything yet. But I’m also impatient.

He chuckles, reading my annoyance.

With one finger, he circles the top of my pussy, and I shudder, and on my exhale, he sinks that finger into me.

A moan escapes me because it feels so good. But that pales compared to when he commences fucking me with that finger.

He kisses from my mouth to my cheek and down to my neck, which he commences kissing as he fingers me.

All I can do is yield because I want this so much. But I know Lenny is an alpha in every sense of the word and wants a submissive girl he can please.

He bites my neck, sucking and licking away the sting. His other hand is on my hip, steadying me because he wants me to relish the feel of him all over me.

When he inserts another finger, my eyes roll to the back of my head because he picks up the speed and is far from gentle. I buck my hips, riding his fingers as he bites my neck.

“Fuck,” he says against my neck, his breath hot.

I take that as a cue as him enjoying this as much as me, so I place my hand over his, and we finger fuck me together.

Even in the dark, I can make out those hypnotic eyes, watching me closely, just how he always does. Suddenly, an epiphany hits; I love Lenny, but I also hate him in the same breath. I want to strangle him, but I also want to kiss him until we can no longer breathe.

I don’t know if this is what love should feel like, but I do know that I don’t want to be without him.

He is the only light in my perpetual darkness. And I fear without him, the darkness will forever eclipse the light, and I will be alone in the shadows for the rest of my days.

“I want—” But I can’t say it because I’m mortified I sound so needy.

“What do you want,tesoromio?”

That phrase, I’ve never understood. It means my love. I always thought he was being sarcastic, but spoken this way, I now see it was always spoken with love.

Not many things in life scare me, but matters of the heart do.

Thankfully, Lenny understands me better than I do myself and takes control. He unties the strap of my bikini behind my neck, pulling down my top and exposing my breasts. He doesn’t wait for permission because I’m his…and he knows it.

He takes a breast into his mouth and sucks and licks.

I.

---