Page 79 of Fight For Us
He beamed and my stomach actually fluttered. So cliche, but it was true. I felt safer with him than I’d ever felt before. It scared the shit out of me but also gave me the feeling of butterflies racing through my gut. “I’ll take care of everything. It’ll be great.”
Our eyes connected and I studied the tiny speck of green in his iris. My skin prickled with electric energy, soaking in the warmth of his hands against my waist. I moved closer and kissed his smiling lips, keeping my touch like a soft caress. Barely lifting my lips from his, I whispered, “Why don’t you go check on the kids and I’ll get ready for you.” Then I slowly kissed along his jawline and toward his earlobe until I heard him hitch a breath.
“Give me less than thirty seconds,” he said, as he squeezed my ass and lifted me off his lap, depositing me next to him. I laughed watching him launch off the bed and out the door.
While he was out of the room, I shut the lights off and lit a few candles. Both of us were still getting used to being naked in front of each other and the dim lighting helped settle my nerves.
I rushed to my closet and pulled out the one silk nightgown that I’d owned. It caught my eye at Victoria’s Secret a few years ago and I bought it on a whim, more for myself than anything. I deserved sexy things, even if they were only for my own pleasure. It was thigh length and a deep red color with lace trim around the bust. I quickly undressed and slid it on, opting to take off my underwear too. My body flushed with heat all the way to the tips of my ears and my nipples already pebbled through the soft fabric.
Wes was sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing but his boxers when I came out of the walk-in closet. His legs were parted and hands were loose at his sides. When he spotted me, his mouth opened and his eyes traveled over my body.
“Christ… You’re sexy as fuck.” His tongue darted out to moisten his lips and that tiny movement had me aching for him.
“So are you,” I said, stepping closer. “Kids asleep?”
“Yup,” he grinned. “I turned up the sound machine, too.”
“Good.”
“Come over here, baby.” He leaned back on his forearms while he watched me with hunger in his eyes. “I need my hands on you.”
I settled myself between his legs and he reached out, running his hands down my waist, over my hips and lower to graze the spot where the lace edges of my nightie fell. “Wes…” My voicewas a rasped whisper. Having his hands on me was all it took to turn me on. “I want to make you feel good.”
“You always make me feel good.” He kissed my abdomen and dipped his head lower until he reached right below my belly button. His fingers trailed under my nightie, reaching behind to palm my ass. “Fuck… You’re bare under here. I knew it.”
All my attention shifted to my throbbing core while his hands explored me. He traced the dip of my hip bones and the curve of my ass until he slowly trailed his hands to my inner thighs, so close to where I ached. His eyes darkened in the flickering light. He looked ready to devour me whole.
His finger dragged up my thigh and between my slit, softly teasing around my clit until I was desperate for pressure.
“You’re soaked for me, Tiger.” Pulling my nightie up with his free hand, he kissed and licked my belly, craning his head lower until he hovered right above my center. His fingers teased, dipping into me just enough that my hips arched toward him. “I’m going to eat this pussy until you’re shaking.”
“Oh, God.” He plunged a finger into me and cupped the rest of his palm against my clit, finally giving me the pressure I craved. I dug my fingers into his shoulders, biting back a moan. “Wait… You first.”
That had been my plan for tonight. I’d never given a blowjob before and I was nervous, but I wanted Wes everywhere. My mouth watered for his cock. But mostly, I wanted to show him how much I appreciated him.
“You think I’m letting go of this pussy before you’ve come at least once?” he said, sounding desperate. He increased the pressure on my clit, grinding his palm until my knees shook. “Lay down for me.”
“Wes, but—” Without letting me finish, he lifted me and deposited me on the bed. Seeing him losing his mind with need was so damn hot.To hell with it.Wes wanted this and I wouldn’t deny him. I slid down the bed until my head hit the pillows. He kneeled between my legs, running his hands up my thighs. “Before we do this,” I started. My cheeks flamed in embarrassment. “I’ve never had anyone go down on me before.”
There, I said it.
His palms froze in place. “Really?”
“It’s the truth. I’m obviously not a virgin and have done stuff with guys. Yeah. Um. I’ve explored and everything but never that.” I closed my eyes and kept rambling. “And while I’m telling you this, you should know I’ve never given a blowjob either.”
I wrenched my eyelids open to see his reaction. His chest heaved and he looked up at the ceiling for a second before meeting my gaze with a grin.
“I’m the luckiest man in the world to be the first one to taste you. Fuck… You’re so perfect.” He kissed up my leg. “Everything about you.”
“I’m embarrassed,” I admitted. His mouth and the stubble from his beard felt so amazing against my skin. I gripped onto his hair while he paid extra attention to the crease of my thigh.
“Don’t be. Pull my hair. Guide me like you did with your hand.” I relaxed into my pillow and let my knees fall open for him. “Tell me what feels good.” He parted me with his fingers and delved in, sliding his tongue up my slit. He did it again, but flattened his tongue against my clit, pressing in. “So good,” he groaned, only lifting his mouth for a moment before sealing his lips against my clit.
“Oh, fuck,” I cried out, gripping his hair and bucking my hips. “There… right there.”
He flicked his tongue, circling and teasing while sucking. I’d never felt so much pleasure before. Not by my hand or anyone else’s. He slipped a finger inside me, curving it and massaging.
I was on another plane… That had to be it. The edges of my mind went blank. There was only feeling.
