Page 5 of Pieces of Us
“Stop.”
Her eyes dart to me. “Why?”
“Turn a light on, bubbles. I want to see you.”
“It’s better if we keep the lights off.”
“Why?”
She exhales. “I usually keep the lights off.”
Is she self-conscious? I don’t want to make her uncomfortable, but at the same time, I’m selfish and I want nothing more than to see her body—watch her come, watch her eyes change, have visual clues that I’m giving her what she needs.
“Melonie.” In the dim light that we do have, I see her head move to look at me at the use of her real name. “I want that light on because I want to see you.” I stand from the chair and approach her, running my hand down her side, then around to her ass. “Do you know how turned on I’ve been all night, feeling your body against me? How I want to devour every curve, every bit of your skin? Fuck, bubbles, Ineedto see you. Now be a good girl and let me turn on the lamp.”
I see her brow relax, and she nods toward the lamp on her nightstand, so I turn it on. After a moment, I kiss her hair and return to my spot in the chair. She still looks a little timid as she sheds her top and then reaches for the button of her jeans. She looks down as she rolls the denim down her legs and kicks them to the side of the room. All that’s left is a red satin bra and matching lace panties.
“Fuck, bubbles. Look at you.” I unbutton my jeans and take out my dick, giving it a slow stroke. “Take your bra off.” She grants my request and I move my hand again. Her breasts are full, and I see her hardened nipples. I let the silence in the room linger for a moment, testing her patience. She tries to keep her eyes locked with mine, but with every stroke of my cock, she looks down at the motion. She shifts on her feet, waiting for me to speak again.
“Underwear.” She arches an eyebrow, and I see a spark in her eyes. That’s it, come out and play, bubbles. Then she slowly turns around, places her fingers in the waistband of the red lace, and bends over, slowly sliding them down her legs, giving me a full view of her ass and pussy.
Fuck. Me.
I can’t stay in this chair any longer. I stand, dropping my jeans and briefs. She turns back around at the sound of my belt hitting the floor. I pull my t-shirt over my head so I’m naked right along with her. I close the distance between us and put my hands inher hair as I kiss her. She sighs, and I feel her hands slide to my back and down to my ass. She grabs it and brings my hips to her. I can’t help but push my cock against her stomach. I need friction.
“Do you remember your last instruction?”
She nods and climbs onto the bed, moving to all fours. The sight of her before me is better than anything I was imagining earlier.
I climb on the bed behind her, running my hand up her spine. Her back arches at the contact. “You are absolutely beautiful, Melonie. And such a good girl for me.”
“God, can you please touch me, Oliver? I’m dying here.” She rocks her hips toward me. She’s just as needy as I am right now.
“How badly do you want to come? I bet that pussy is dripping right now.”
Her hips don’t stop. “Please don’t make me beg. Make me come, pretty boy.”
I slide my hand from her back to glide over her ass. I kneed the flesh and move my hips to watch my cock slide over one cheek. I want to paint her skin with my cum. I want to make her scream. Moving my hand from her ass to her pussy, I cup it with my hand as she gasps and lowers her chest to the bed.
“God damn, bubbles. Your ass up in the air like this is going to be the death of me.” She preens at the compliment. I take two fingers and dip into her entrance, and I was right. She’s drenched.
“Mmmmm, just as I thought. You’re soaking my fingers.” I wet my fingers, then move to her clit. She sucks in a breath, grabbing the sheets. I start making small circles, and I swear her legs are already shaking.
“Fuck yes, just like that.”
I lower down to lie on my stomach on the mattress and spread her, placing my tongue where my fingers were.
“Shit, Oliver! I’m already so close.”
“You taste so good, bubbles.” I drag my tongue from her clit to her ass. “I could spend hours right here.”
“Less talking, pretty boy. Put your mouth on me.”
I do as I’m told because right now, the need to feel her come on my tongue is all I can think of. I continue to lick and suck as she grinds against my mouth. I could die a happy man right now, with the feel of her arousal dripping down my chin.
“Fuck yes.” Her body starts to shake. “Yes!”
Her breaths quicken, and her hips dart forward as she starts coming. I grab her hips and bring her clit back to my tongue.
