Page 51 of Do It For Me
“I want you to help me,” I whisper.
“To sleep?”
I shake my head.
“I want to be normal. I want to—I want you to make me...”
Why can’t I say it? I can’t even think about those words without feeling uncomfortable!
“You are normal, sweetheart. I don’t know what you mean.”
I sigh, leaning forward to press my lips to his. Once, then again, and again.
“Ragnetta—”
I climb onto his lap, straddling him. His grip tightens on my hips, and for one fleeting moment, he grinds against me before stopping himself, letting me go.
“Please,” I whisper. “I want to be normal.”
“Youarenormal,amore. You don’t need to do this.”
“I want to. You have no idea how much I want to.”
I kiss him again. His hands glide over my thighs, trailing to my waist. They pause at my cheeks, cradling me gently, before sliding down to my breasts.
His thumbs brush over my nipples, sending a shock through me. I gasp.
His hips rise to meet mine just as I start to move, and—
A man touches me while others move my hand up and down his penis. He’s naked. My hand feels so disgusting I want to throw up.
Tears blur my vision as he leans in and wraps his lips around my nipple, sucking hard.
“Ragnetta, you’re here.”
I’m digging my fingers into his chest, but he doesn’t flinch or move a single inch.
I collapse against him, pressing my head to his chest as sobs shake my body.
“I want to be normal,” I say through the tears. “Please, help me.”
I don’t want to feel them anymore.
He sighs softly, his hand stroking through my hair.
“Have you ever touched yourself?”
I wipe my face, looking up at him in confusion. “Why would I?”
A small smile tugs at his lips. “I think that’s where we should start. Turn around for me,amore. Put your back against me.”
My cheeks flame with heat, but I do as he says. I settle between his legs, feeling his warmth surround me as he wraps one arm around my waist.
“I’ll guide your hand,” he murmurs. “But you’ll touch yourself. Okay?”
“I think so.”
“Look at me.”
