Page 44 of The Artist
“Your erection.”
“Ehm… no, it doesn’t hurt, but it’s hard to think pure thoughts when I’m so close to you. Especially after we agreed to sleep together tomorrow.”
“How about…” Belle turned her head and touched my face. “You could get release tonight if you don’t mind doing the work.”
“I don’t mind,” I said fast.
“Good. Just don’t…” She trailed off but being so eager my brain spoke for me.
“Come inside you?”
“No, that’s fine. I was going to say judge me. Don’t let tonight determine how you see me as a lover. I don’t have the strength to do much.”
Her words made me feel bad about even entertaining the idea of having sex with her. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m not going to touch you. You almost died tonight, and your body needs rest.”
“Mason.”
“Mhmm?”
“I didn’t die, and Itrulywouldn’t mind.”
“Even if that’s true, you don’t have to do this, Belle. I want you to get satisfaction too.”
I couldn’t see her face, but there was sadness in her voice when she whispered, “I’m not one of those lucky people who get satisfaction from sex.”
While speaking, her hands moved back to find the top of my briefs and pushed at them.
“Belle, don’t.”
“Maybe sex will heat my body up.”
“Are you still cold? Your hands feel fine now.”
“Iamfine, so take them off.” She kept pushing at my briefs but couldn’t get them down with one hand.
“Are you serious right now?”
“Yes, but be gentle. I haven’t had sex in years.”
The protective side of me told me it was too soon for her, but I had fantasized about Belle and now she was literally asking me to get naked and take her from behind. In a swift movement, I pushed my briefs down and once they were gone, I removed her panties as well. Belle was quiet, but her breathing was heavier than earlier and when I slid my cock between her legs, she leaned her head back.
“Now we’ll find out if you’ll split me in two,” she whispered, reminding me of my stupid comment at the welcome reception that had offended her so much.
Sliding my cock up and down between her folds, I spread my pre-cum. My sexual experience was limited to porn and sex-bots, but I was pretty sure a real woman needed some kind of preparation.
“I can’t just take you like this, Belle.”
“Why not?”
“We haven’t even kissed.”
She turned her head with a frown and that’s when it hit me that even though she had grown up in a country where sex was considered no big deal, Belle was fucking clueless.
“It’ll hurt you if I push inside you before you’re ready.”
“But I said you could.”
“I know. But saying that you want it and being ready are two different things. You need to be soaking wet.”
