Page 24 of Sip
A genuine smile glows on her exquisite face. This is the conversation I wanted earlier.
“I missed you too.”
“I liked your texts.”
Now I earn a blush until she frowns in uncertainty. “I wasn’t sure if I was bothering you.”
“Never. They were the only thing keeping me going.” I pinch my fingertips a little tighter and lift her head to catch her focus again when her gaze moves to something behind me. “Instead of stopping, you should have told me why you were upset. I would have fixed it for you so you could take your classes and keep volunteering.”
“I didn’t want to cause an argument between you and your brother. He said never to disobey him, or he would–”
She jerks from the pressure of my grasp yanking her ponytail and trapping her in my sights so she can see the veracity in my expression. “You don’t have to be afraid of him. I’ll never let him hurt you.”
Only a small nod answers me. She doesn’t believe my assertion. I’ll deal with that issue later. Right now, I don’t want to talk or think about him. “We’ll get you enrolled in the summer semester.”
“If I’m not pregnant?”
“Even if you are.”
Her bounce of joy excites my cock just as much. When she coils her arms around my neck in a hug of thanks, I breathe deep, relishing her cotton candy scent. Grateful that hasn’t changed. “You always smell so sweet.”
“I like your cologne too. Whenever I smell it, I feel safe.”
Now my dick’s fully hard. “You are angel. You’re always safe with me.”
She lifts from my chest rewarding me with her glorious expression. “I know.”
She’s ready. Hell, we’re both beyond ready. “Trust me.”
“Yes.”
Zero doubt wobbles in her whisper, and I return to my exploration of her. Keeping my fingers splayed on her back to hold her still, I drag my other hand to her throat. Her pulse jumps under my thumb, and I can’t help but grin from the purity of her excitement. Squeezing once, twice, three times, I remind her who is in control. I can give as well as take the pleasure. “You are at my mercy. No one owns you but me.”
Her nipples harden under her negligee as she strains toward me. She thinks I mean in this moment. When actually she’s mine permanently. We’ll get into those details after I fuck her. Right now, she needs to be dominated. To believe that she can only do what I demand. To feel unashamed for enjoying me taking her.
I move to her breasts, engulfing the small mounds in my huge hands and teasing her stiff round nubs with the silky fabric covering them. “I bet these are as pink as your sweet pussy.”
Another explosion of red heats her cheeks as a ripple vibrates through her. I take advantage of her arching back and yank the hem of her nightgown up and off her body. My brave girl holds my gaze with dutiful eyes, almost as if seeking my approval from what she offers me. Hell yes I’m going to praise her. I’ll forever worship her like my religion. “You blow my mind how gorgeous you are.”
The smile that drove my hand to my cock every time I thought about it glows on her magnificent face. “Lean back. Let me see all of you.”
Obedient as always, she grips my thighs behind her to allow the perfect view from her tits to her pussy glistening against the tent in my pants. “Good girl. You’re wet for me already.”
When she looks down, I cup the back of her head to ensure she watches as I pleasure her. I glide my fingertip through her arousal and circle her clit. She jerks against my palm on her belly but I hold her in place. “Look at you dripping for me. Does that feel good baby girl? Do you want me to touch you there some more?”
“Please Killian. Please yes.”
I can’t stop my chuckle. She never deviates from her using good manners even while I finger fuck her drenched cunt. Her fists clutch my shirt while I explore her smooth lips. Silent except for her panting, she rocks against me so damn stunning. “You really are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Her head falls to my shoulder when I lavish attention on her clit with my thumb. She ebbs and flows with my pressure. Her sensitized body uncertain whether to hide from or seek out the pleasure. I give her control for now. I glide in another finger and find the spot that makes her gasp. The beast inside me relishes the fact I’m going to give her first orgasm to her.
Fully aware she’s not going anywhere now, I use both hands to work her, strumming her throbbing bundle of nerves with my thumb and caressing her inner walls pulsing around my fingers. She rides my forearm like a champ, chasing the friction I’m gradually yet deliberately unleashing on her. Beads of exertion dapple her rosy face and hooded eyes threaten to shut any second. Too damn extraordinary for words. “You’re going to come on my hand before you come on my cock, little pixie.”
I capture her mouth, swallowing down her soft cry of release and tasting pure sweetness unlike any I’ve ever known. She holds on tight now, her urgent hands gripping my face and tugging the ends of my hair. Moans vibrate around my tongue as I sweep inside, lashing against hers as she struggles with her technique while deep in ecstasy. With the reminder of how inexperienced she is, I force myself to slow down. Explore rather than ravish. She seems to sense the shift and relaxes into me allowing me to simply kiss her.
A man like me should never hold such innocence in his grasp, and I have to adjust my style as well. An angel this rare cannot be ruined by the monster within. I must treat her unlike any other.
With her defenses down, I refuse to jeopardize her trust. I gently pull away and rest my forehead against hers, both of our skin slick from our efforts. She tugs my shirt before I can speak.
