Page 45 of Unexpected Adventures

Shaun props himself up on his elbow while his hand begins to pull a bra strap off my shoulder, kissing my skin. I’m sure he’d like for the rest of my garments to be off too, so maybe I should help. I can’t help but giggle as I arch my back a bit awkwardly, reaching around to undo the bra clasp. I notice Shaun’s eyes also widen a fraction as I bring my hands around to my front, pulling my bra off and letting it drop below my feet.

The urge to press into him is overwhelming. I roll slightly so that our chests touch and I lay my arm across his side, lightly scraping his skin. I briefly feel his erection against my belly before he leans back, allowing access to my exposed breast, which he takes full advantage of.His fingers gently caress their way toward my hardened nipple, sending more sparks across my sensitized skin.

“You’re so soft. So beautiful.” Shaun leans closer to take my lips, gently easing me onto my back again. He hovers over me while his hand continues its attention on one breast then the other. He then trails down my abdomen, skimming along the top of my waistband. He pulls away, his eyes searching mine. “Mind if I take these off you?”

“Okay,” I manage to whisper. My arm that was touching him falls to my side. He rises up and makes his way off the bed to kneel in front of me. I smile, grateful he isn’t towering over me, making me feel as if I’m at his mercy. Although, I kinda am.

He works on removing my shorts and panties, placing kisses on my thighs. As he slides the fabric down my calves, his lips follow until I’m free from the last bit of clothing. He begins to work his way back up and my instinct is to cover myself. He must have felt me tense because he stills.

“Don’t be afraid, Abby. Let me show you what pleasure can be.” His warm hands are on either side of my knees, gently massaging. His lips gently kiss one then the other. I relax and remain quiet, and he takes that cue to slowly move up my legs. He stays kneeling, his stomach now touching my knees, his fingers trailing up my thighs, to my hips, and back down again. His hands move to the inside of my knees, slowly parting them, wedging his waist there.

His touches are soft, tentative, giving me time to get used to them. I’m completely open and exposed, and feel like shrinking into myself, but a stirring begins that has me moving before I realize what I’m doing. A sigh escapes my mouth. A heat starts low in my belly, building in my core. I gasp as I feel his fingers at the top of my thighs, teasing the curls between my legs.

“I won’t hurt you, Abby.” Shaun kisses the inside of one thigh then the other as his fingers delve deeper. I can’t even utter a response.

I’m trying to process what he’s doing as he makes me feel scared and excited all at once.I want to touch him, but he’s out of reach, so I clench my hands in the sheet.

“Do you know how wet you are? Howhotyou are?”

All I can do is moan. Then gasp again as his fingers part my labia, rubbing my most intimate parts. I instinctively try to close my legs, only to have them meet the resistance of Shaun’s body. In the next instance, as his fingers continue their exploration, my hips rise and I want to part my legs as wide as they can go. My body takes over, succumbing to his commands.

“Put your legs over my shoulders.”

I do as I’m instructed, totally giving myself up to him. I take a second to raise my head and look down at him. Our eyes meet briefly before he smiles and lowers his head between my legs.

My eyes widen, realizing what he’s about to do, and all I can do is squeak nervously. “Shaun?”

What he does next causes an explosion that has me wanting to shout his name repeatedly, but all I do is gasp and hold my breath, hoping I don’t pass out.

His tongue connects with me and I slam my head back against the bed as my hips buck, pressing harder against his mouth. His hot, talented mouth that’s slowly and very efficiently working me over and making my body quake. Never would I have imagined this feeling. My breasts tingle, my stomach flutters, my insides ebb and flow with his movements.

Shaun’s mouth pauses for only a second as his fingers take over. “You taste so sweet,” he mumbles against my inner thigh. He then returns to my center, his lips and tongue performing magic, making me feel like I’m levitating, flying.

As he begins to suckle my clit, his fingers probe below. I gasp for air, panting. The sounds seem foreign, as if they can’t possibly be coming from me. I’m losing control, my body doing what it will regardless of my brain because there’s no thinking, only instinctive responding. My hands find him, my fingers threading into his hair, gripping his head.

He eases one finger inside me, preparing me. But nothing could have prepared me for that lovely invasion. I may be a virgin who has given herself orgasms over the years, however, that doesn’t even begin to compare to what Shaun is doing. My hips flex again, my hands tightening in his hair. He moves with me, bobbing up and down, never losing contact. I feel more tightening, more tingling. A pressure is building that can’t possibly be contained.

Shaun pulls his finger out, only to slip two in, swirling, probing, pumping. His mouth never leaves my sensitive spot. I feel it pulsing and know I’m going to break apart. My moans increase, in pitch, in intensity. A scream lodges in my throat, threatening to burst. I release Shaun, anchoring myself as best I can by grabbing the sheets again.

It does no good.

I feel Shaun’s thumb replace his mouth. “Let go, Abby. Feel it and let it take you.”

“Shaun…!”

The scream escapes and I finally explode. A volcano of emotions and sensations flow forth. I lose control, my hips rocking against his hand at a furious pace. The feeling is so good I can’t seem to get enough. I don’t want it to end, but fear my body can’t handle it.

Is it possible to overload?

My senses are frazzled.

I feel myself drifting back down, the elation slowly subsiding.

But I don’t want it to end…

As if reading my mind, Shaun says, “That was only the warm-up.”

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