Page 28 of Saving Me
“Ask me, Lyla, and it’s yours,” he murmurs against my neck as his tongue comes out to taste. He sucks lightly on my skin, and I moan when the ache gets stronger.
“I don’t know what to ask for,” I whisper, feeling my face get red. “I’ve never..” His head whips up, and his shocked face meets mine.
“You’re a virgin?”
“No,” I shake my head. “I’ve had sex. It’s only been one guy, but I’ve never been able to, you know…feel anything?”
“You’ve never had an orgasm?” His greys are wide with disbelief, but I see the anger brimming at the surface.
I shake my head and look away, embarrassed. “No,” he says, his finger touching my chin as he brings me back to him. “You do not get to be embarrassed by something that is not your fault. What the fuck did this guy do to you? How could he not makesure you were taken care of? He had you in his bed, for Christ’s sake. How could he have not worshiped this body and made damn sure that every inch of you was satisfied?”
“I don’t know…I just always assumed it was me. I didn’t like it,” I say quietly.
“Is this the guy you ran from?” I see his jaw clench tight, and I reach out to soothe him.
“I don’t want to talk about him right now. I don’t want to ruin what I’m feeling.”
He takes my hand from his jaw and kisses the underside of my wrists. “And what are you feeling?” He kisses the tips of my fingers, and I feel the ache again between my legs.
“Everything,” I whisper. “I feel everything.”
“Do you want me to show you what it feels like?” His eyes burn into mine as I lick my dry lips.
“Yes,” I whisper. “I want you to show me.”
Something flashes in those greys that has me pressing my thighs together.
“This body is perfection. You are perfection.” His finger trails down my neck before brushing across one of my breasts. I gasp when my nipple hardens at his simple touch. “You should be worshiped every single day of your goddamn life, and anyone that has made you feel differently doesn’t deserve the air to breathe.”
He takes my face in his hands and makes sure I’m looking at him. “There is absolutely nothing wrong with you, and I’m going to show you as many times as you will let me just how much your body can feel when it’s in the hands of someone who wants to give you everything.”
His lips find mine again, and I welcome him in.
“As much as I want it all with you right now, I’m going to start out slow. This is all about you and what I can make you feel.” His hand brushes the front of my top, and I lean more intohis touch. “At any point, if you want me to stop, just tell me, and I will. You are in control here.” I nod my head. He knows exactly what I need to hear to feel at ease with him and to put my trust in him with my body.
He takes the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head. His gaze turns heated when he takes in my white lace bra. “You are beautiful.” He skims over the thin material, and when his thumb rubs over my sensitive nipple, a moan escapes before I can stop it. “You are going to be my undoing,” he murmurs, watching my body respond to his touch. “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life than I want to take care of you right now.”
CHAPTER TEN
JAKE
Iwatch her body respond to my touch, and it’s all I can do not to drop to my knees in surrender. She has no idea the effect she has on me and how badly I want her to be mine. I know she’s still hiding a lot, but I’m going to do everything in my power to erase this other man's hands on her, replacing every touch he made on her with mine until she no longer remembers a single thing he did to her.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, my little hummingbird,” I breathe against her lips, taking her full bottom lip between my teeth. I know she’s inexperienced, so I hold back as I lightly give it a tug.
Just the thought of being the one to teach her what her body can feel has me straining against the front of my pants with brutal force. It’s not about me today, though…it’s about her and what I can give her.
I push her bra down and expose her breasts to me. They are the perfect size and fit right into my palm. Her pink nipples are tight, and my mouth waters as I bend to have a taste. I flick the tight bud with my tongue before pulling it in deep. I feel her fingers grasp my hair tightly as I feast on each breast.
I let her lead me as I become attuned to what her body wants, listening to each sound that escapes her lips and feeling each deepening touch she gives me. Without realizing it, she’s giving me everything I need to know with her body language, telling me exactly what her body craves. By the time I raise my head, her face is flushed, and those whiskey-colored eyes are flooded with desire.
If circumstances were different, I would be on my knees with my face buried in her pussy, making her cum so hard she wouldn’t remember her own name, but she’s not ready for that. I want to ease her into what her body is completely capable of. She needs to feel so comfortable with me that she won’t think twice about asking me for what she wants.
“I’m going to touch you now, Lyla.” I kiss her until she’s clinging to me before I slide my hand into the waistband of her black leggings. Her skin is smooth as silk as I go further and meet lace. I tease her on the outside first, palming her pussy and rubbing the lace against her clit. Her moan goes straight to my cock when I hear those sweet sounds coming from her lips. She fists my t-shirt and moves her hips against me. I can feel the dampness between her legs and know she’s ready for me.
I slide into her panties, and the moment she soaks my fingers is the moment I know I’ll never be the same. There is nothing on this earth that will come close to what I’m feeling now.
“God, Lyla. You don’t know what you are doing to me right now,” I rasp against her ear. I slowly slide in a finger and groan. “You already feel like the best damn thing I’ve ever felt, and I haven’t even begun to touch you. How does that feel?”
