Page 40 of Passed Ball

"And your fingers are the only ones that have given you an orgasm?"

She nods, and the mental image of her fucking her hand spring up in my mind.

I press my lips to her ear like it's a secret between the two of us, even though we're all alone in this dark hallway.There's a primal part of me that hopes that the next answer is a no. "Has anyone ever licked your needy pussy, Vivienne?"

"Yes, but no one's ever done a good job." Her head falls back against the fall and she adds, "I can't wait for you to try. I know you'll be the first to do it right."

Jesus, her confidence in me is almost enough to have me coming in my pants.

"Fuck, yes, I will." I lick a path up her neck. "And I'm going to enjoy every second of my tongue buried inside you."

Vivi shivers under me, her pulse pounding in her neck as she climbs. She's close and I want to make sure we're on the same page before this goes further.

"And when I fuck you, my cock will be the first you come on."

"God, yes." She cants her hips faster.

"Then this is where we start. Tell me you understand what this is and use me to get yourself off." I palm her breast through my shirt, helping her take what she needs.

"I want you to show me everything--all the ways you can make me feel good. No falling in love, no dating, and no other women. Just orgasms."

"No other men. We stay friends when this is over. You and Tenley don't disappear from our life when this is done." My tone softens. "That part is non-negotiable because of Holland."

Her hands slide up the sides of my neck, holding my face. "I would never take Tenley away from Holland, but I won't lie to her either. She doesn't need the details, but we can't pretend this . . ." Her lips twist as she searches for the right words. "That our situation isn't happening."

I nod. Tenley is too smart for her own good--there's no way she won't notice something, especially now that we've agreed this is a regular thing. "When she asks, you can tell her whatever you're comfortable with. I'm not ashamed of what we're doing, but I don't want to cross any boundaries that make you or her uncomfortable."

Her thumb sweeps over my jaw. "I appreciate that more than you know."

"And when we've crossed everything off our list, I'll find more ways to make you come until we've made up for everything you've missed out on. Then you go on your way, satisfied, and find someone who can give you all the things I can't--a future where you come first in every way."

"Starting now?" She hooks a finger into my waistband, twisting so I can't pull back again.

"Starting now," I agree. "Take this one on your own because the rest of them are mine."

It's a beautiful thing, watching her come into her own and rock over my thigh, riding until she buries her face in my chest, mumbling a string of obscenities.

"Let me see you, Vi." I tilt her chin up. "Get used to being vulnerable with me. It's the only way this works."

Her teeth clamp down on her lip, like she has to concentrate on getting there.

"By the time we are through, I'll have you coming on command. I'm going to get to know your body so well you'll never have to stress about this again."

Like I expected, she responds to the dirty talk. She's so damn sensual, so perfect, she just doesn't know it yet.

"Just let go. Trust me, trust your body. Come all over my thigh."

And she does, crying out, a damp spot soaking through my thin shorts, her eyes rolling back and legs trembling as she comes apart for me, pinned against the wall in the hallway where I found her. Pride swells in my chest. Without even touching her, I was able to give her something no other man ever has.

I let my forehead fall to the wall next to her head, giving us both the minute we need to collect ourselves.

"If that was only the first one, when do I get the next one?" she asks, her pupils unfocused and her voice husky.

There's not a single part of me that doesn't want to drag her upstairs and fuck her into my mattress, but I know that's not what I should do. Vivienne is practical and thoughtful. Nothing about what we just did feels like a mistake, but I want her to sleep on it before we take things further.

"Soon enough." I kiss her forehead. "Make me a wish list of everything you want to try. We'll start there."

"You want me to make an orgasm wish list?"

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