Page 47 of Tops
“Question?” he asked while my brain worked out some kind of dick sea creature rising from the deep to fuck me senseless. I think the sex was already affecting my thoughts.
“Why didn’t you,” I said cautiously.
“Why didn’t I fuck you?” he clarified, and I nodded and waited for his answer.
He seemed to think for a minute, and that felt strange. He should already know why he made a choice unless he was trying to decide how to tell me. I worried this would be when he would admit that he wasn’t attracted to me that way, and our arrangement would end before it ever began.
“I didn’t want to hurt you, and I didn’t trust myself not to,” he said after deciding his answer.
“You do have a massive cock,” I laughed and immediately internally cringed.
Tanner laughed, “The things you will and won’t say cease to surprise me.”
“What?” I exclaimed as my grin grew wider. “I’m sure you know how big that python is. While I appreciate the concern for my kitty meow-meow, I’m pretty sure I would have survived.”
Tanner looked at me like I made his head explode, and I got a wonderful view past his mask. A different side of him that liked to laugh and sit inside a city greenhouse in the rain.
“Is that what you named your vagina?” he asked, barely able to keep a straight face.
I couldn’t help but smile and laugh along with him. I felt as light as the preserved butterfly, all my worries contained in their mental stewpots, with none threatening to boil over.
“I wouldn’t say I have an official name for her,” I said, committing to seeing this as a full conversation. “See, the two of us haven’t been on speaking terms the past few years since she’s been itching to have something scratched, and I have said no up until last night.” I stopped my random story as Tanner shook his head like it was all too much. “What?” I asked. “Never had a stimulating conversation before?”
“You, my dear Nessa, are stimulating in every way possible,” he said, but now the look in his eyes burned with a fire that reminded me of last night. I couldn’t help as my gaze flicked between his legs, checking to see what all I may have stimulated.
“Why didn’t you let me finish you before you left?” I asked. That part of the night seemed rather confusing. He had reacted when I tried to clean him like that was his to keep.
“I was a bit too worked up at that time. I could have pushed you too far if I had let you try,” he said, but there was genuine concern in his tone.
“Feeling calm now?” I asked with a shy smile. His hand reached down between his legs as he adjusted through the jeans, giving me a better idea of the area to watch.
“I don’t know. You did so well getting dressed up for Colten,” he sighed. I smiled that he decided to play with me. “I guess the only way to solve this is to have you take everything off. Right now,” he said as his eyes looked me up and down as his arms came to rest on the back of the bench.
I got to my feet eagerly, loving the feeling of him wanting to see me without clothes. My doubts were always quick to move in, but right now, I was not going to argue with Tanner asking me to strip for him. Grabbing for the hem of my large shirt, Tanner reached out to stop me.
“Slowly, baby. Like you’re unwrapping a present.” His tone was soft and encouraging as my movements slowed, and he sat back.
I brought the shirt above my breasts, knowing that I was revealing a simple sports bra. It wasn’t easy to make a show by removing my clothes when they weren’t sexy. Then again, he did work in a place where women regularly took off their clothes in alluring ways. Awkward must get him hard.
I slipped my sweatpants over my hips and allowed them to fall to the floor, leaving me in my simple cotton underwear. Meow, or whatever she ended up being named, needed a little more breathing room today.
“It’s all going to have to go, I’m afraid,” Tanner said, giving me half a smile.
“Not until you match me,” I countered, sitting back against the bench and mirroring his pose.
Surprisingly he stood then walked over to stand in front of me. His hands started on the buttons of his shirt while his intense gaze trapped me in place. Each inch of skin revealed felt exactly like unwrapping a present. He tossed his shirt to the ground before yanking his belt to free it. Each of his movements was well controlled while applying maximum force. A thumb flick popped the button to his jeans with expertise before he slowly dragged the zipper down.
Guess I shouldn’t have dared an exotic club owner to a striptease and expect him not to wipe the floor with the puddle I was reduced to. Once he was down to boxers, his growing erection was much easier to spot. In fact, it was difficult to look away. He sat back down, his thighs spread, but his feet were planted on the stone floor this time.
“Your turn,” he commanded.
My mouth was practically watering, and I didn’t care what that said. Instead of getting back off the bench for an attempt at making a sports bra and cotton panties sexy, I opted instead for climbing into his lap. His hands found their way to my ass as he gave me a smirk that told me he wasn’t surprised in the least with my tactics.
“You seem to enjoy defying me, Nessa,” he used a playful tone that made me smile.
I let my hips grind across all the ways I had managed to stimulate him so far today while my fingers played with the bottom edge of my bra. So far, the only way I figured to make this sexy was to go painfully slow. Instead of simply pulling the material up over my head, I pulled it away from my body to expose the very bottom of my breasts.
Tanner made a low noise that went straight between my thighs, encouraging me to reveal more of myself to him. I knew he had seen it all a few hours ago, but watching his reaction made me nervous. My bra landed alongside the other discarded clothes on the floor as I hurried the last part.
