Page 51 of Under the Influence

“I want to relax,” she mumbles, seeming young and confused. “I’m not normally an anxious person.”

“We should wait.”

“I feel pretty right now. I want to do it right now.”

“Prove it by letting me be in charge. If you can’t stop wrangling for control, I take that as a sign you aren’t ready. Waiting a few weeks won’t kill us.”

Edith wipes her wet eyes. “I’ll stop doing stuff.”

“Just relax,” I whisper and brush my lips against hers. “You like it when I touch you. Just let me do that until you’re wet and ready, okay?”

Even though Edith nods, I can see in her eyes how she wants to challenge me for control. I kiss her before she gets any ideas about shoving me back on the bed.

Settling my knee between her thighs, I keep her pinned with one hand against her belly. My lips move down her throat before sucking at her nipple through her negligee. The tension in Edith’s body drops away almost instantly.

My hands slide up the lacy top and return to her tits. Edith sighs full of relief, yet I can feel her thinking. When I lift her top and suck her right nipple into my wet mouth, she rests her hands on my shoulders as if preparing to shove me off.

Sucking with more purpose, I watch Edith break in a weird way. Her hands drop away, and she arches her back. A different, more frenzied sigh leaves her perfect pink lips. For the first time since we got to the hotel, Edith seems truly relaxed.

EDITH, AKA DIALING DOWN THE DRAMA

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A little part of me is ready to give up on sex. I keep thinking I need to control Duke to prevent myself from feeling embarrassed or afraid. Resting on my back, I wait for my frigid muff to ruin our fun. Once I get scared enough, I’m bound to stop Duke who will give up and masturbate to find relief. I’ll feel bad, of course.I’m ruining everything!

Duke’s fingers and lips on my body nearly break through my self-sabotage. He’s so handsome, and I want to touch him, but the noise in my head is too loud. I have moments of pleasure, but then my controlling side zaps the good feelings.

Fortunately, Duke is a great kisser. His magical lips find my nipple, and something snaps inside me. The pleasure is so raw. My fussy side gets shoved aside by the rowdy, needy part of me.

Duke’s tongue is as skilled as his lips while it circles my nipple. My back arches. My fingers grip the sheets. I groan full of lustful desire.

I lose control of myself in the most freeing way. I don’t know what I’ll say or do next. The uncertainty feels great. I’m unleashed with only Duke in control of my overheated body.

His lips descend my stomach toward my pussy. I grunt as my brain tries to reboot.

“No,” I mumble and pull him back up. “I’m not doing that oral stuff. I want you inside me.”

Duke gives me that look he gets sometimes. The one he probably gives his biker bros when they push back against his authority. I know he works hard to keep that side of himself in check with me and probably his daughters. But I see it from time to time. Right now, he’s considering whether to shut everything naughty down for the night.

“I’m wet,” I say as my fingers tease my nipples before stroking his jaw.

Duke offers a sly smile and kisses my belly before climbing up higher so his lips can find mine. As we kiss, his right hand slides down my belly. My pussy clenches with anticipation. I moan before his fingers even find my wet panties.

My thighs widen, offering him more room to make me crazy. Duke’s thumb slides along my slit, dampening my panties. His fingers gently tug aside the thin material.

I gasp at the feel of his finger against my overheated clit. My body is on fire. Duke watches my face as his fingers disappear between my wet folds. Moaning, I seek out his lips, needing reassurance.

His kiss peels back my worry while his fingers tease my clit. When his lips wrap around my nipple and suck, the pleasure builds until exploding inside me. I feel like I’m dropping into a tub of hot water. I groan loudly and without a filter. Nothing matters more than the pleasure.

As soon as I can think again, I reach for Duke. I crave everything he can give me.Is that oral thing still on the table?

No, I want his cock inside me first. I need to make Duke go wild.

I admire his strong jaw with the beginning of a five o’clock shadow. His eyes are the most beautiful blue. I stare into them as he somehow manages to remove his boxers and slide on a condom.

Duke kneels between my thighs. His black, red, and gray ink looks gorgeous against his tanned skin. I’m so transfixed by his body that I don’t pay any mind to his careful removal of my panties.

I’m smiling when Duke kisses me. My orgasm left me agreeable without a care in the world. His gaze studies my face. I was so angsty early, but everything feels easy now.

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