Page 16 of Kiss Me Again

"Do you feel how your body responds to your own touch?" I keep teasing her nipple with her fingers, desperate to touch them myself.

Mia nods in response, and I take her other hand and lead it down to her abdomen, slipping into the elastic of her skirt right to her panties.

"Say it, princess," I whisper, kissing her neck slowly. She shivers but stays silent. "Tell me what you feel."

"I...I...it's good," she whispers in response, barely audible.

That's not enough.

"How good? Good enough to come? Or not enough?" I tease her. I know it's not enough, but, unlike Mia, I'm not ready to give up that easily and let her keep thinking that something is wrong with her.

Even though we have barely spoken in months, I know this girl. I know her well enough to understand that it's not that something is wrong with her that she couldn't come or didn't even feel arousal. It's that she didn't relax enough to let herself come.

I want to make her relax with me. I'm not that shitty ex of hers who couldn't awaken her passion. I will make her feel everything I can offer. I will make her come so hard that she won't be able to hold her cry even if she wants to.

And I'll make her scream my name when she does it...

I slip our joined hands into the elastic of her panties, barely touching her skin by accident since my palm is still on her hand. I guide her to the deep places of her body where all the pleasure hides.

"You have to explore, princess." Even though my hand is on top of Mia's, my arm is bigger than hers, so when both our hands slip inside her panties, I touch her hot skin as well and can feel that her pussy is fully shaved.

I groan at how good it feels to touch her like this, with her in my arms and with nobody interrupting us. She's mine, and only mine.

"I can't...I..." she gasps, and the words flip out of her mouth almost as if she’s in pain from my actions.

"You can and you will," I demand, lightly pushing her finger—just the tip—inside her hole to find her juices dripping. "Fuck, Mia, you're drenched."

"I..." she starts but stops, hiding her face from me even more.

"Don't be embarrassed; it's fucking amazing," I groan, spreading her honey all over her clit; my fingers are covered, and I find myself yearning to taste her.

I start rubbing her clit faster, and she bends in my arms, moaning in pleasure.

"Ben... that's...that's so good..." she whimpers, breathing heavily, throwing her head on my shoulder.

Yeah, it's incredible, I think but stay silent. I've never experienced anything like this: My desire to please this woman is much stronger than my desire to receive pleasure.

I keep rubbing her clit, faster with each second, pressing harder and letting go.

"I...I think I...I'm close, but..." she tries to explain, but I already know it anyway; her body is so tense in my arms that I feel she's close.

"Don't rush, princess; we have the whole night," I say as my other hand squeezes her nipple, this time already under the fabric of her lace bra.

Damn, I wish I could be inside of herright fucking now...

As she wriggles in my arms and I keep caressing her body with the help of her own hands, my cock tries to jump out of my jeans, hard as a sword, rubbing across her pussy.

Mia presses her ass harder against me involuntarily, making it more pleasurable for her. Still, if she keeps doing that, I'll be the one who comes first.

"I'm with you, Mia, I'm here." I give her the exact words I always used when we were kids and she was afraid of something. I want her to know that I'm here; I'm with her, holding her and never letting her go...

I don't know where those thoughts came from, but the moment I realize that I will have to let Mia go back home hits me like cold water.

I can't let that happen...

But my words have apparently taken her exactly where I wanted. Her body starts trembling in my arms, and her first orgasm rips through her.

I stop moving, rubbing, and teasing; I simply press her hand to her clit as she wriggles in my arms, and I hold her tighter for support.

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