Page 49 of Five Days to Be Mine

He runs his hand up my leg, sending little shivers through my body.

Wrapping an arm around me, he pulls me close.

“Yes, so much better.” My hands brush over his hard pecs.

“Mara, sit on my face.” His hot breath on my neck is delicious, sending little shivers along my skin.

But then his words sink in.

I move away from him. “You can’t be serious.”

A knot of anxiety breaks forms in my stomach.

I’ll crush him. My inner voice whispers.

“I’m always serious. I thought you knew that about me.” Evan twirls a stray strand of hair along his finger and it looks so innocent.

I’m blushing furiously, grabbing the bed sheets in one hand. “No, you don’t want me to do that. Is this some kind of… I don’t know. Evan, look at us.”

“I don’t have a mirror in here.” Evan pulls me against him. I feel his firm muscles against my plumpness. “But I'm going to fix that. Because I want to see us together, Mara, so I can see exactly how my every move affects you.”

“Evan, this is too fast.”

“We’ve already played, we’ve already had sex. What’s too fast?" His hand slides down my back and I relax at his touch.

His voice is calm and even.

I squeeze my eyes shut tight. “I didn’t expect my day to end like this.”

“Neither did I. But I'm glad it did.” He kisses me, taking my bottom lip gently between his teeth and I give in, kissing him back.

“You did agree to five days,” Evan murmurs.

“I agreed to stay with you for five days,” I counter. “We didn’t cover sex stuff.” With my leggings off, my pussy throbbing with need and Evan all disheveled, it’s a ridiculous thing to say.

He smirks as if he knows it, but he’s indulging me. “I thought we did in the car, but let’s go over it again.” He drapes an arm around my shoulders and pulls me close. “Over the next five days, I propose there is a lot of sex stuff. I want to see you shatter in orgasmic bliss. I love how your eyes roll upward and your neck strains when you’re about to climax, as if you’re bearing yourself to me, all vulnerable and needy.”

“That doesn’t sound like a turn on.”

“It very much is, princess.” Evan takes my hand and places it against his cock.

His cock is steel hard under my fingers.

The pure adoration he has for me wraps me in a cocoon of warmth.

I want to please him and give him what he’s asking for.

“If I sit on your face, I’ll suffocate you.”

Evan takes my chin in his hand. “No you won’t. I’m a grown man. I’ve considered the ‘risks’ as it were.”

Evan is way more experienced than I am when it comes to BDSM, but neither of us is new to playing or to the lifestyle.

Except, this is one thing that I have never done.

“I had one long-term relationship. We dated for the first two years of college. He said it was too bad I was so heavy because he could finally make me orgasm if I sat on his face.”

I bite my lip and look away, even though Evan is still holding my hand.

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