Page 56 of Lust
“That’s what you do to me, Angel. Touch me there.” How could she deny it when she had never touched a man’s cock, and it was right here to satiate her inquisitiveness?
Sara didn’t oblige.
Touch me,I mentally willed her. I was about to lose my shit if she didn’t touch me right fucking now.
With a sigh, I moved her hand down slowly. Oh fuck, so slowly. She didn’t pull away. At long last, her delicate fingers grazed the top of my black boxers, and my legs nearly caved in. All from one damn touch. My restless legs wanted to bounce, every nerve ending shooting off signals of pleasure, and fuck, this was torture. I had seen my body’s effect on plenty of women, but not the other way around. It was different. Intoxicating.
My heart pounded against my rib cage, my hard cock seeking freedom. Letting go of her hand, I dragged my boxers down reverently slow and held my breath should even a sound break the trance she was under.I kicked them to the side as soon as they slid down my hips and onto the floor.My dick sprung free, bobbing up and down with an urgent need only she could satiate. Drops of pre-cum gathered at the tip, and Sara stared in awe.
There was something more than curiosity in her eyes now—something I had seen in passing but couldn’t always verify.
It was hunger.
I was convinced it was at that moment I’d die of the blood rushing to my head with the look of desire in Sara’s eyes as I revealed my engorged cock. And if I died right now, what a way to go.
My theory had been confirmed. Sara touched herself in her sleep because she was dying for an outlet. She was a sexual person without a channel to redirect her energy. Now that the opportunity had presented itself, she was conflicted about passing it up despite all of the reservations she harbored.
That’s the only confirmation I required to execute my plans for the night.
“Come on.” I was shocked when the words came out coherently. “I want to show you something.” I grabbed her hand and walked her over to the bed.
Confused by the turn of events, Sara glanced at the set-up on the nightstand next to the bed. A couple of sex toys. Lube. Blindfold. Handcuffs.
“What is all this?” She visibly gulped as if I had laid forth the tools for a torture chamber.
I couldn’t help but want to laugh at her adorable face, yet I decided it best to explain. “Thought these items might help you ease into… more. Have you ever used a vibrator before?” I murmured.
“None that went inside me.”
“None of these will go inside you either,” I promised, blindly reaching for one of the items on the nightstand. Every piece had been curated for the purposes of tonight, and the first one on the agenda was the blindfolds.
Her breath quickened, body strained with the tension of doubt when I rounded her and brought forth the blindfold to tie around her eyes.
“Wait!”
I paused, the scrap of long, rectangular fabric in front of her face.
“Why do I have to be blindfolded?”
It was important.
Currently, the girl was exercising a monumental effort to meet my gaze. Her fear stemmed from my recent bouts of cruelty but the reservations cultivated from the lifelong role of the brother I had played in her life.
If I blindfolded her, I’d take away both of those factors to enjoy this without constant reminders. Afterward, she’d be acclimated enough and wouldn’t need the blindfold.
It was all about jumping over the initial hump.
However, if I explained all of that, it’d defeat the purpose. The point was for her to be so lost in the moment that she wouldn’t realize it was me playing her body like a marionette.
“It’ll heighten your other senses so you can feel more.” It was part of the larger truth. “But if you don’t like it at any point, tell me to stop. I’ll do so like I just did,” I reminded her to build trust.
I was still holding the piece of fabric without having tied it around her. I had stopped midway because she had voiced a request.
“I’ll stop if you change your mind.”
After another hesitant pause, she nodded.
“This won’t hurt,” I whispered, placing a reassuring kiss on her shoulders to help her realize she was in control.
