Page 50 of Mr. February

She stared, and he stared back. Wade memorized how she looked with her legs splayed open, her skirt hiked dangerously high on her legs. She showed just enough to tease without revealing all her secrets.

His eyes widened when he realized her tights were thigh-highs, and the bare skin above them drove him wild. Her long, thick hair hung in a tangle as it caressed her full tits.

Wade put one hand on her bare thigh. Another shudder rippled through her. Her body was wound so tight, she might explode with the slightest contact. She seemed eager and willing, but nothing would happen without her explicit say-so.

“I need your words, Jenny. We don’t do anything unless we both want it.”

“Are you for real, or is this some kind of trick? You’re willing to go down on me without me having to beg for it? What do you expect me to do in return?”

“Oh, I’ll have you begging all right,” he said with a wink, “but there’s no trick. I want to taste you, but only with your permission. As for what I expect, I hope I can make you feel good, but that’s it. It’s not a quid pro quo.”

Jenny still didn’t look convinced. When she remained silent, he sat back on his heels. His face stayed neutral while he berated himself for rushing her. He knew she was insecure about herbody and had baggage when it came to sex, but he stupidly thought his obvious excitement would overcome her doubts.

“Is this what you want, baby?” he pressed. “If not, we’ll stop right now, and that’s okay. We can cuddle or kiss some more or just watch TV. And if we do go forward, I’m not expecting anything else.”

“No, don’t stop,” she said. “Of course I’m nervous, but I want this.”

“Do you want to talk about what’s making you nervous?” he asked.

“No,” she shook her head and gave him a brilliant smile. “The fact that you’re willing to talk about it and offered to stop if I don’t want to go any further tells me everything I need to know. I’d like to keep going if you’re still interested.”

Jenny squealed when Wade pulled her legs to the edge of the couch, which bunched her skirt higher on her legs.

“If I’m still interested?” he growled as he spread her thighs.

He settled one of her legs on his shoulder and draped the other over the arm of the couch to open her thighs further. He maintained eye contact as he lowered his face to the damp spot on her panties.

“There’s never been a man as interested in you as I am,” he swore.

Jenny trembled again as he leaned closer. He glanced at her, and she nodded for him to continue. His mouth watered as the smell of her arousal overwhelmed his senses. The wet spot on her cream-colored panties betrayed her excitement, but he hoped for a more visceral response once he got to work.

He wanted to dive in and have her screaming his name, but he learned his lesson. She was still skittish. He needed to keep that in mind if he had any hope of creating a lasting relationship.

As much as he wanted to fuck her with his tongue and fingers, he was playing the long game. The more time he spent with her,the more he knew Jenny was the one he wanted. His cock could wait; he was in it for keeps.

He breathed in her musk as he lowered his face to her crotch. She smelled so good, and he couldn’t wait to have her flavor on his tongue.

First, he needed to help her relax and get her used to him. Based on some of her reactions thus far, at least one of her asshole exes made her feel insecure, either about her body or her sexuality or both. It was probably a control thing so she wouldn’t realize those guys sucked, but their excuses didn’t matter.

“God, you smell so good,” he said. “I’m so hard because of you.”

She whimpered at his words. He stroked the delicate skin of her inner thigh, and she twitched with nerves. Jenny gasped when he kissed the inside of her leg near her knee but widened that same leg to give him greater access. Oh, yeah, she was nervous but eager for more.

“Your excitement is so sexy,” he said between kisses. He grasped her thigh and held it firmly to ensure she didn’t knee him in the face. Her body trembled as he kissed his way to her center. When he pressed a kiss to her cloth-covered pussy, she jumped in reaction.

“It’s okay, baby. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to,” he soothed.

“Don’t stop. I want this. It’s just never been like this before.”

Satisfaction thrummed through his veins, and he licked her through the silky-smooth material. She squirmed as he teased her through the cloth until he thought she was ready for the next step. His finger teased along the edge of the cloth but didn’t dip beneath it. A whimper escaped her when he traced the edging.

While he could move her panties to the side, he wanted to see everything. Wade looked at her. She watched him with a burning intensity. A grin formed on his face at her glazed expressionsince he had only just started, and there was so much fun yet to be had.

“Can I take these off?”

He tugged at the waistband of her soaked panties.

She nodded and lifted her hips. He removed her boots first. It was awkward, like things always are the first time, but they managed it. He repositioned her legs back where he wanted them.

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