Page 116 of Sinful as They Come
“Mm, baby,” he said with a moan. “Tell me what you want. Tell me and I promise I’ll give it to you.Promise.”
I blushed. WhatdidI want? I wanted to make him feel good. And I wanted him to make me feel good. I wasn’t ready for all of it. I wasn’t ready for him to take me. Not yet. But there were so many other things to do. All I knew was that there was an ache between my thighs, that I had a desperate need to feel Sawyer.
“I… I’m not ready for… forthat.” I tucked some strands of hair behind my ear. “I hope that’s okay. I just want… I want you to touch me. And Ireallywant to touch you. And I hope I’m not disappointing you.”
“Sweetheart, no,” he whispered. “We don’t have to do anything you don’twant to. Promise you’re not disappointing me. You just gotta tell me what you want.”
I couldn’t bring myself to say the words. Instead, I stood up and lifted up my shaky hands. It was easier to just show him. My thumbs tucked under the thin straps of my cotton dress, pulling down the smooth material to reveal my breasts. No one had ever seen me like that before. My nipples were hard thanks to the cold night air and I just hoped Sawyer liked what he was seeing.
“Fuck, you are beautiful,” he hissed.
I was in nothing but my panties as he pulled me back into his lap. I straddled him as he kissed at my lips then my neck, his mouth getting closer and closer to my nipples.
“Princess, is it okay if I kiss you here? Hm?” he asked, giving me soft kisses to the swell of my breasts. “Maybe suck on those pretty nipples?”
“Mm, yeah.” I nodded, pouting down at him.
A second later Sawyer wrapped his lips around my right nipple, sucking it into his mouth. My head slowly tilted back at the feeling. He suckled at the hardened bud, his hand still on my ass, kneading at me with his long fingers. His lips moved to the other nipple, his tongue out to give it a little lick before he sucked it into his mouth just like the other one. We stayed there, with Sawyer’s length getting harder with each second that passed. I could feel him pressing into me, just like the other night.
“Sawyer,” I whined, running a hand through his hair. My fingers grasped at his locks. “Feels so good.”
“Mm, baby,” Sawyer mumbled into my skin. He went back to sucking, his teeth biting down on my nipple softly.
Sawyer’s hands stayed on my ass as he turned us around. He laid me down on the bed, my legs seemingly spreading just at the sight of him. His eyes grew dark as he eyed me up and down. Those green orbs moved across my body so slowly, almost in a calculating manner. He stared at my covered-up center, his tongue running over his top lip.
“Come kiss me,” I pleaded with Sawyer. “Please.”
Sawyer smiled down at me, his body covering mine as our lips met withan intense kiss. One of his hands lowered, pinching at my too hard nipple and forcing a whine from me. Sawyer ran a thumb across my bottom lip when the kiss ended, his eyes a glowing green.
“Sawyer,” I whined. “Please.”
“Please what, baby?”
“I… I want…” How could I tell him that I wanted him to touch me? I couldn’t get the words out.
“Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” His voice was deep and gravelly, and the tone just made me want him all the more.
Reaching up, I grabbed his hand and lowered it until it got to my center. His eyebrows raised at me, like he was questioning the decision, but I gave him a little nod as a go ahead.
Sawyer pecked my lips, his hands on the elastic of my panties as he pulled them down my legs. My hands moved before I could control them. I covered myself up, my hands going right between my thighs. My mind and heart were racing at the same time.
“Oh, sweetheart, don’t be shy,” Sawyer whispered.
“No one’s ever seen me like this.” My anxiety was very much present. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Sawyer. I just wanted him to like what he was seeing – and top of that, no one had ever seen me so exposed before.
“I know, princess. You don’t have to show me anything you don’t wanna,” he said, his deep voice still managing to be laced with so much warmth and kindness and sincerity. “Promise I won’t be mad.”
It was the way he was looking at me. It was his words too. It all screamed genuine honesty. It all told me that I could trust Sawyer. That he wasn’t my ex.
I lifted up one hand. Then the other. I blinked, waiting to see what Sawyer’s reaction would be. He smiled at me, his eyes lowering more and more. Until they got to my most intimate part. The spot no one had ever seen or touched.
“Christ,” he whispered. “You have the prettiest, little pussy.”
I blushed, chewing at my bottom lip. “Sawyer.”
“Mm, baby. Lemme look at you for a minute.” Sawyer moved in closer,keeping my legs spread for him as he eyed my center. He kept muttering curse words to himself, his eyes looking all glazed over. “Such a sweet, little pussy. You want me to lick you, baby? Want me to make you cum like that?”
“Yes, please,” I said with an eager nod.
