Page 10 of Most Of All

“Why?”

“Because I thought you would be hungry, Sweetheart.”

“Oh, I…thanks,” I say before taking a bite from the sandwich. It’s fucking glorious. My senses come alive as I take bite after bite. I didn’t think I was that hungry, and when I look up at Don, he’s staring at me. He looks like he’s ready to eat me. I swallow with a gulp and stare back at him, both of us frozen in place. He finally breaks the silence and hands me the other bag he carried in.

“What's this?" I ask giving, him a puzzled look.

“Open it, and see.” I carefully look inside the bag.

“What the…” I can't believe it. “You…bought me a Kindle?” I manage to say, my voice struggling.

“Linda said that...”

“Oh my God,” I interrupt him. “I was joking, I get frustrated reading on my phone. When she came in and asked if I needed anything, I replied ‘yes, a Kindle,’ as a joke. I didn’t think you would go and buy me one. Why would you do this?”

“Because, what my little wasp wants, she gets,” he whispers before leaning over and kissing me on the forehead. He stands and walks out, leaving me speechless yet again.

I must have fallen asleep while playing with my new Kindle and waiting for my books to download, because it looks dark outside when I open my eyes again. Sitting up, I get the sudden urge to use the bathroom. I swing my body around and place my feet out from under the covers until they touch the floor. I debate whether to try to make my way myself or to get Don or Linda to help. I decide to try it myself before calling anyone. Getting off the bed, I put all my weight on my good foot, then, slowly, I start to put a little bit on the other and am pleasantly surprised when I find I can take a little. I hop my way to the bathroom, not paying attention to anything other than trying not to hurt myself. I manage to make it to the bathroom in one piece.

Pulling my pants and underwear down, I sit down, relieving myself. It’s only then that I register the sound of running water. Looking up, I notice Don, naked in the shower, right in front of me. Shit! Shit! Shit! He has his back to me so, hopefully he hasn’t seen me come in. I try to wipe as quickly as I can. Standing up, ready to flee, a strong husky voice stops me in my tracks.

“You can sit and watch, Sweetheart.” For a second, I debate staying, but I can't. I’m too embarrassed. I pull my pants and underwear up, and hop my way back into the bedroom. By the time I have made my way to the bed, it's clear that Don is out of the shower. Sitting down on the bed, I’m almost panicking, and my discomfort begins to get the better of me. I don't know what to do with myself right now. I have knots in my stomach, twisting and turning. What should I do?

I start to shuffle myself down to the end of the bed when Don comes in, soaking wet, in nothing but a towel wrapped low around his waist. I must have died and gone to heaven, because the muscles on this man. Drool practically pools out the side of my mouth as I stare awkwardly.

“Like what you see?” He smirks at me. I stiffen, unable to speak. It’s like my tongue has swollen. He steps closer to me, “Take your pants and underwear off,” he demands, and I can feel the dominance in his voice.

“Wait what?” I answer in a loud squeal.

“Don't think about it, Sweetheart, just do it.” He adds in the same tone. I stand myself up on my good leg and pull them down, right down to my ankles. My heart is beating so hard and fast, I wonder if he can hear it.

“Now, sit back down, and take them off all the way,” he demands again, taking a step back as he talks. I can see the lust in his eyes, it’s primal, and my pussy clenches just looking at him. Taking my time, I do what he asked. I drag everything off at the pace of a turtle crawling.

“Now, move to the middle of the bed, sit up, and spread your legs.” He commands, his tone tells me he isn’t taking my shit. Without hesitation this time, I do what he says. I’m so filled with desire that if this man asked me to jump out the window right now, I probably would.

“I want to see how wet you are,” he purrs. I shuffle myself into the middle of the bed, and sit straight, but don’t open my legs. Panic starts to unsettle me and I start second guessing myself, wondering what the hell I’m doing. Don must have sensed my unease because he steps toward me.

“Don’t think, Sweetheart, keep your eyes on me.”

My hands are visibly shaking with nerves, as I take a big breath. Lifting my head, my gaze locks with his, and I’m instantly calmed. I have dreamt of these eyes, there’s something about them, something abouthimthat makes me feel safe.

“That’s it, Sweetheart, just keep your eyes on me.” Swallowing down my anxiety, I build up my courage and slowly start spreading my legs. I keep my eyes on him the entire time. He’s motionless, looking intently in my eyes. The air in the room is thick as his eyes darken. His look goes to something different, something I can’t name. It’s a look I have never seen before, but it does things to me. It gives me a confidence I didn’t know I had.

With another breath, I move my hand, my fingers hovering over my clit. Still keeping my eyes on him, I take another deep breath, and stop hovering, placing my fingers on my clit.

“Fuck! Raine. What are you doing to me?” The tone of his voice has goosebumps rippling right through every inch of my body, and I start moving my fingers. I can’t help myself; the need takes over. My fingers start moving faster involuntarily as my gaze stays fixed on him.

“Mm... Oh... God” I moan softly, my eyes rolling back. This is the hottest thing I have ever done.

“If you keep making noises like that, I won't be able to restrain myself any longer,” he threatens. My breath catches when I turn my gaze back to him. I soak up every ounce of him with my eyes. His jaw is tight as his eyes lock with mine, his muscles coiled. Swallowing down whimpers that threaten to spill from my lips, I slowly slide my fingers down, plunging two inside my pussy. My head falls back and my hips lift off the bed as the sound of my wetness fills the room. A dip in the bed startles me momentarily until I see Don, the hunger visible in his facial expression.

“Sweetheart, dip your fingers back in for me.” Following his instruction, my fingers plunge back inside. With another moan, shivers coat my skin. Withdrawing my fingers, he grabs hold of my wrist, shoving my fingers into his mouth with a groan. Fuck me, just when I thought this couldn’t get any hotter. Sucking on my fingers, he twirls his tongue over them before pulling them out. “Mmmm, Little Wasp, that's the best thing I have ever tasted.” He says with a smirk. Leaning in closer, the heat from his breath makes my pussy shudder.

The tone of his voice drops low as he whispers, “I need more, I have to...”

Before I can blink his mouth is on me. Oh, my good God!

“Mmm… Fuck,” I moan. Stars blur my vision. He licks and sucks, feasting on my pussy like he’s starved. My climax is on the verge of exploding as he moans, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through every inch of my skin. Moving my hands down, my fingers tangle in his hair tightly. My knees sway as he circles his tongue over my clit.

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