Page 76 of Perfect
“I’m not having this fight with you. I know you’re adjusting -” Alex barks out a laugh.
“Yeah, adjusting to being someone else’s fucktoy! I had nine years of that already, so what’s the difference, right?” She looks at me as though she expects an answer, but I can’t think of anything to say, and she lets out a bitter laugh. “Theonlydifference between you and Danny is thatyoucan actually make me come, so can you please fuck me already?” Anger courses through me.
She seriously thinks I’m anything like her husband?
“You want me to fuck you, Alex?Fine,” I snap, grabbing her by the waist and hauling her against me. She seems instantly nervous, and when I cup her face in my hands and kiss her softly, she makes a confused noise and doesn’t kiss back. I pull back and look down at her, taking a deep breath to try to calm down.
I’m so frustrated with her trust issues, but I can’t get mad at her like this.
“Sweetheart, if you don’t kiss me, I’m not going to fuck you. I’m your boyfriend, so act like it for once, please.” She looks angry but nods as she sinks to her knees. “Oh,Jesus fucking Christ,that’s not what I meant,” I mutter as I bend down and pull her to her feet, drawing her back into a soft, slow kiss. She seems frozen, barely reacting as I cup her face again and kiss her, tilting her head back slightly to deepen the kiss. She starts to undo my pants frantically, and I reach down and push her hands away gently to make her stop.
“Alex, slowdown.” She flushes and makes a frustrated noise.
“What do you fucking want from me?” Is she serious? From the angry look on her face, I think she is.
“I want you to beherewith me, sweetheart,” I tell her, keeping my voice soft. “I want you to be present and enjoy what’s happening, to connect with me and feel how much I care about you.” Her eyes are wide and confused as I tuck her hairbehind her ear and brush my thumb over her cheek. “You know, boyfriend stuff,” I say, rolling my eyes a little and smiling at her.
She shakes her head slightly. “I don’t know how to do that,” she says in a small voice, and I struggle to keep my face from showing how angry I am.
I amabsolutelygoing to kill the piece of shit that came into her life when she was young and naive and treated her like a piece of meat. She’s so damaged, and it’s his fault that making this work with her is so hard.
I try to stay calm, taking a deep breath and kissing her forehead.
“Just try for me, okay?” I lean down slowly to kiss her again, and she kisses me back tentatively. I let her set the excruciatingly slow pace, focusing on keeping my touch slow and gentle as I slide my hands up and down her waist. Eventually, her hands come up my chest, sliding slowly up the back of my neck and burying themselves in my hair. I sigh in relief as she pulls me forward into her, pressing up onto her toes and wrapping her arms around my neck as she leans into me, deepening the kiss.
Thereshe is.
I bend down and pick her up, letting her legs come around my hips before I climb onto her bed and lay her down. I lean over her, undoing my shirt as I kiss her, tossing it to the floor and pulling away to yank off my t-shirt quickly. She’s laid out beneath me, soft and warm and naked and looking so nervous.
For the briefest second, I think this is what her first time should have been like, with someone who gave a shit about her, who wanted to take care of her and make her feel good.
I know that’s not what happened.
I undo my pants slowly, standing up and pushing them off before taking my time kissing up her body. She makes faint, wanting sounds in the back of her throat as I trail my lips up the soft expanse of her skin. Alex doesn’t seem to know what to dowith her hands, running them up and down my chest and sides and arms until they land tentatively on my shoulders. I lift my head to kiss the back of her hand, and she exhales softly, looking surprised.
She needstenderness, and I can give her that.
“Can I take care of you?” She nods, her face still nervous. I smile at her reassuringly and start kissing my way back down her body, kneeling in between her legs, dragging my tongue up the soft skin of her inner thighs until I’m pressing light, barely there kisses against her cunt. She whimpers as I kiss her clit, and her chest arches off the bed briefly. I moan as I dip my tongue into her, tasting her, and then again when she cards her fingers through my hair, her nails dragging along my scalp.
I kiss my way up her cunt, sucking on her clit and making her yelp, her breath becoming heavy. I don’t touch myself, even though I’m aching, because right now is about connecting with her and showing her the difference between what she had before and what she has now. I flick my tongue against her clit as I run my fingers against her, touching her softly but not pushing inside her. Her grip tightens in my hair, and she moans quietly as I kiss my way back up her body, slipping one finger inside her as I run my tongue over her nipple. I add in a second finger once I hear her breath catch in her throat, and I press my lips against her throat as I start to finger her slowly, feeling her pulse skyrocket beneath my lips.
I kiss her to keep from talking to her, from encouraging her, from being commanding. I focus on her, on her body, on her feelings, and she tilts her hips to lean into my touch, panting a little as my thumb circles her clit. Her hands slip over my chest and shoulders again as I kiss her, and I get dizzy when she sucks on my bottom lip before she runs her tongue against mine, tasting herself. Her hands grip my shoulders, and I pull back to watch her as I bring her to the edge.
When I feel her telltale leg muscles twitch, I rub her clit a little harder, finger her a little faster, just enough that she makes a shuddering gasp and starts to come, her body shaking softly. Her eyes close, and her face and chest flush as her mouth opens in a little O, and a soft moan escapes her. The flood of her arousal coats my fingers, and she opens her eyes halfway, looking at me with something close to affection. Warmth spreads through my body as I look down at her.
Thisis what she needs from me, and she’s finally trusting me to give it to her.
She’s so much more responsive now, her kisses no longer tentative. She makes a soft moan when she slides her tongue against mine, her hands trailing down my chest and stomach until she lightly wraps her hands around my hard cock. Her touch feels like fire, and I moan into her mouth, trying hard to keep myself from rutting into her hand and failing miserably. She lets out a soft, amused sound, stroking me slowly. She tightens her grip and makes my eyes roll back in my head before she releases me, moving her hands to my lower back and pulling me closer.
“Can we…?” I nod down at her, repositioning myself between her legs and kissing her for a moment before I push into her slowly, exhaling hard against her lips as she parts around me. Her eyes go wide and roll back in her head, and she moans loudly, her hands gripping my hips as her head kicks back. She’s so fucking ready for me, and I know she can take it all at once, but I give her time to adjust to me, kissing the soft column of her throat as I work myself inside of her, loving the tiny whimpers and whines that going slowly elicits from her. I swear quietly as I bottom out, and Alex huffs a laugh and looks up at me almost fondly. I kiss her again, pressing my body flush against hers, letting her feel the weight of me on top of her. Her hands roam up my back as I start to move in her slowly, and she kisses myshoulders and neck, her fingertips and lips leaving fire in their wake.
“You feel so amazing, Theo,” she whispers sweetly, and my stomach flips. Something about her saying my name hits me hard, and I have to focus on not coming instantly. It’s difficult, especially with the way she’s smiling up at me.
She pulls me down into a passionate kiss, moaning and nipping at my bottom lip. I thrust hard once, and she laughs, nipping at my lip again and earning another hard stroke. Fuck, I love it when she laughs. I look down into her eyes, wide and warm and not nervous anymore, filled with desire and what might actually be affection.
Thisis what I want from her.
“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart.” She blushes and smiles shyly, and I can’t help but laugh a little. I’m balls deep inside of her and she blushes over me telling her she’s beautiful.
