Page 49 of Love Me

“You heard me. Please, don’t stop.”

“I-I can’t.”

“I can help you out, it’s not like it would be a hardship for me.” I do my best to mask the nerves in my voice because all I want to do right now is make her feel good.

“Yeah right. That’s not funny.”

“I mean it, beauty. Let me take care of you. You’re worked up, I’m right here. I already told you, if you needed something, I would take care of you. Let me.”

“Kissing was the line, we can’t cross that.”

“It doesn’t have to be. You’re mine now. I will always take care of what’s mine. Let me make you feel good.”

Walking up to the side of the bed, I pick up the vibrator that’s lying next to her and press the button to turn it back on, bringing it to life, buzzing in my hand. Without taking my eyes off of her, I slowly pull the blankets down, letting my fingers trail back up her shin until I reach her knee, pushing it outward to spread her open for me. It’s taking every bit of restraint not to look at her laid bare for me, but I keep my focus on her eyes, waiting for permission. She’s breathing harder than I’ve ever seen her, practically panting as she watches me with rapt attention.

“Let me make you feel good. I want to, so fucking bad.”

“We can’t do this.”

Fuck, if she says no and I’m forced to walk away now, I may die.

“I won’t touch you. It’s not crossing any lines if I don’t touch you. Let me take care of you,please.”

She holds my stare for a beat longer before relaxing into the bed and letting her knees fall open, giving me permission.

“Fuck, yes, Hannah, that’s it, baby.” My eyes trail down her body until they reach the apex between her thighs, where I get my first real look at her. There’s a thin landing strip of short curly hair from the top of her pubic area leading straight down to her glistening pussy.

“Fuck, you’re perfect. Such a pretty pussy.” The words come out before I realize I’ve said them, my voice thick with desire and need. I hear Hannah’s quick intake of air, and I know my words are washing over her, settling and hitting exactly where I want them to.

Keeping my promise not to touch her, I drag the vibrator slowly down the inside of one thigh before repeating the motion on the other side, her legs trembling softly as I go. My eyes track the path as I tease her, running the tip over her hips and over her pelvis. Neither of us says a word as I explore heras close as I can without touching her skin with my own. Not able to wait any longer, I slide the vibrator through her slick center, her hand reaching out and circling my wrist, little puffs of air coming from her lips as she gasps.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Oh god. Yeah. It feels good.”

I change the angle of my hand as I move the vibrator down, finding her dripping entrance and circling around it before pressing in just an inch, pulling back out, and repeating the process, teasing her more with it, getting the device nice and wet. Her hips move, and I love that she’s chasing the feeling it’s giving her. Fuck, I just wish it was me.

My fingers, my tongue, my cock.

Pushing it in deeper, I start to slowly fuck her with it, moans slipping free from those perfect, lush lips that she can’t hold back. I’ve never been happier than at this moment. This right here, making her feel good after all this time. Fuck. She looks so good like this, spread out in front of me, her pussy dripping the arousal I’m coaxing out of her little body, responding so damn well to me.

Pulling the vibrator out, I drag it up to her clit, her moisture easing the way, pressing down and seeing how she likes it, figuring out exactly what will make her see stars.

“Oh! God! Fuck! Yes! Liam!”

Liam.

Not bear.

Liam.

It takes everything in me not to stop, lay down on top of her, and fuck her with my cock. To claim her once and for all and make her mine in every way possible.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes! Please don’t stop. It feels . . . Aah, fuck! It feels sooo good.”

“Fuck, you’re so wet. Look at you, Hannah. You’re making a mess all over the bed. Fuck, you look so good right now. You’re killing me. You gonna come for me?” My chest is heaving now, so caught up with making her feel good, my hips slowly thrusting the air, wanting friction, wantingher.

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