Page 68 of Maizy the Bear Charmer

His expression grew more serious as he gently worked the larger muscles in her leg until he reached the uppermost portion of her thighs. Her hips twitched when he stroked the delicate space on either side of her outer labia, not touching her pussy at all.

Conversely, there was no teasing in his eyes as he slid first one hand and then the other over her mound, taking his time with the slow caresses and making her abdomen flutter. Would they each spend this much time in foreplay? At this rate she’d be at their house all night. She glanced at Cody and Spencer and found them both staring at the two of them, seeming entranced, and most definitely not bored.

Heath slid his thumbs upward along her midline, over her belly button, and whispered, “What’s the matter?”

“The time you’re taking,” she whispered with a shuddering breath. “I’m not used to it. I don’t want you to become bored.”

“We each plan to take our time with you, baby, and I for one plan to enjoy every second of it. Do they look bored to you? Do I?” He almost sounded irritated as he asked. She shook her head negatively and he gazed at her with his hypnotic light green eyes and said, “Ever considered the possibility you might be worth not hurrying over?”

“No, but—ohhh, that feels so good,” she whispered with another shudder as he stroked along her lower ribs. She never would’ve thought that touch there would turn her on so much. “But I’ll get used to all this attention. You’ll spoil me.”

Heath slid his fingertips upward to just below her breasts and stroked back and forth, lightly tickling the undersides with his fingernails until her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She shuddered all over and reached out to stroke his forearms. He caught her hands and laid them over her head and commanded, “Leave them there. So you think this is a one-time experience?”

She looked into his eyes, hoping he understood. “In my experience, the slow, sexy seduction is a one-time only event.”

“That’s what that poor excuse of a man you were engaged to and your other boyfriends did?” Hating the reminder, she nodded. “We don’t just want in your pants, sweet Maizy, we want much more.” He maintained eye contact with her as he bowed low and kissed the spot between her breasts and briefly slid his nose against that flesh, making a sound of enjoyment before he sat back up. “We want you to feel special and not just for tonight.”

He hadn’t even touched her nipples or her pussy and she already felt on edge and breathless. He stroked the outside of her breasts and then finally cupped each one, smiling like he’d found a favorite toy as he gently squeezed and toyed with them. He stroked and pinched her nipples until they hardened and sent a throbbing current straight to her clit. Her inner muscles clenched in response and he glanced down and smiled. “You’re so wet you’re dripping. Perfect.”

She moaned in anguish when he removed his hands and reached for whatever he’d left lying on top of the couch. She glanced over at Cody and Spencer and found that they’d both moved to the edge of their seats, elbows braced on their knees. Knowing they watched so avidly heightened every other sensation until she was a ball of white-hot nerves ready to explode.

“Close your eyes, baby, and keep them closed until I tell you otherwise,” Heath murmured as he stroked her left ankle, which was still on his shoulder, and laid the other foot against the back of the couch, giving her a foothold between the cushions. Once she’d closed her eyes, she felt him shift and then she gasped as something cool and soft, weighing no more than a whisper, brushed against the skin on her left inner ankle and calf. Its size was hard to determine, the touch was so light, but everywhere it touched her, her skin broke out in gooseflesh. She let out a shaky breath when he continued the stroke up her inner thigh.

He stopped just shy of her pussy and then switched to the other inner ankle and teased his way up her other leg before repeating his path back and forth across her mound, avoiding her pussy. She whimpered, trusting that he’d set the pace.

Some little part of her broke free at that realization and she relaxed as he repeated his path. Only time could prove if his earlier words about taking his time with her were true but she’d glory in this moment.

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