Page 89 of Mimic
Forever.
I trailed my lips over her jaw and down her throat. I sucked on her collarbone until a small bruise started. My first hickey. My first blowjob. My first hand job. My first pussy.
Indie had all my firsts. She didn’t understand that no one on this Earth deserved what she was about to get. Because it was mine to fucking give, and I wanted her to have it. That alone made her deserving.
People made a big deal about a woman’s first time. Believing it was a special gift to let someone pop your cherry. But no one thought about men. It was important to us too.
I slid my tongue over her nipple. It was as hard as my dick. I took it between my teeth and sucked it like a baby being fed. Indie thrashed beneath me.
“Harder, Mimic.”
So I sucked harder. I bit down on her nipple, and she cried out, her back arching off the bed. Her hand held the back of my head, preventing me from moving away.
I wanted more, but Indie deserved what she wanted. I moved to the other side, giving that one the same attention, pinching the first nipple as I sucked hard on the second.
“Fuck me, Mimic. I want you to fuck me.”
I ignored her pleas. This might be for her, but I was taking my time. It was my first after all. Wasn’t there some bullshit about going slow the first time, making sure a woman was ready?
Dakota never made sure any of the women he fucked in front of me were ready. He took them when he wanted to with no thought to their own pleasure.
I had to admit, right this moment, Indie’s pleasure wasn’t my top priority. Mine was. I wanted to savor this moment. I wanted to take my time and enjoy the feel of her under me. The way she moaned and bucked her hips against me. Just knowing that she wanted me was hot as fuck, but knowing I was depriving her of what she needed—fuck that made me almost come again.
I reached down and squeezed the head of my dick. I couldn’t fucking come again. I had to save something for when I got inside her.
I grabbed her hands and pushed them above her head as I loomed over her. “Don’t fucking touch me.”
Her eyes widened with arousal, and I growled before nipping her throat. I slid down her body, letting her feel every inch of me. Until I was right where I wanted to be.
Staring at her pussy.
Her breath was slow. She inhaled deeply before letting it out slowly. She was fighting for control; I could see it in her eyes. Indie was used to being in control. The one who did all the work. I knew growing up at the Trick Pony and seeing how Dakota treated women that no one had ever worshiped her body the way it was intended.
I would be her first.
The first to focus on her pleasure, taking my own from the pleasure I gave her body. I wouldn’t have the chance to be her first fuck, but I would be her fucking last.
I laid my head against the inside of her thigh. I could look at her all night. Just staring at her perfect pink pussy while I stroked my dick until I came would be enough. I could die happy.
The idea of being able to touch it, to kiss it and lick it, and sink my dick inside it was overwhelming.
“Mimic, please,” she begged. “Touch me.”
“I will. I want to savor this moment, Indie. My first pussy, and it’s yours.”
“You can stare at it later. I promise it will be just as hot when your cum is dripping from it.”
“Fuck, Indie, are you trying to make me come again? I need to have enough left over for when I fuck you.”
She bucked her hips. “You will, but I’ll die here waiting for you to touch me.”
I laid my palm over her mound, concealing it from my eyes. I looked up over her body at the way her tits heaved with every frustrated breath. I moved my hand in small circles, adding pressure.
Indie growled, and I smiled. I wanted her angry. I wanted to see the fire in her eyes. “Mimic,” she snarled.
I slid my hand down, letting my middle finger slip between her lips, making contact with the nub I knew was the source ofmost of her pleasure. I pressed my fingertip against it, and she hissed out a curse as she lifted her hips in search of more.
My arm settled over her belly, holding her down. My fingertip explored agonizingly slowly. First circling her clit, then sliding down to her entrance, the promised land already flowing with milk and honey.
