Page 51 of Locked
I shimmied my hips, kicking the sundress down to the bottom of the bed. I lay there beneath him, bare except for my panties. I expected him to undress completely, but he didn't.
Instead, he laid down beside me, rolling over onto his left side to face me completely as he slowly dragged his hand up my entire torso.
My nipples pulled tight as his fingertips ghosted over them. He hummed and took one between his thumb and forefinger, lightly rolling it between them.
I couldn't help it, I moaned.
He smiled and kept it up, rolling my taut nipple between his fingers until he wasn't. He switched to the other side, teasing and twisting until I was fairly certain I couldn't take it anymore.
And then he switched back to the first one.
I was whining pretty loudly by the time he allowed his hand to drift down my body towards my panties.
He cupped me through the lace, softly stroking me.
He switched to two fingers, rubbing me gently as I keened beneath him. My hips rocked up to meet his hand as he began to massage my pussy.
"Oh Zelle… I can feel how wet you are…" he murmured. "Soaking through your panties, oh baby, does that feel good?"
"Yes…" I moaned. "Oh Kinden…"
"Oh Zelle… tell me I make you feel good, baby…"
"You make me feel so good, Kinden…" I gasped as he began rubbing me in earnest. He hadn't even touched me skin-to-skin yet and I was already dripping wet for him.
"Oh, don't worry, baby… I'll make sure you're ready for me…" he whispered, as if reading my thoughts. "I just wanna tease you a little…"
I let my head fall back on the pillow and enjoyed the things he was making me feel. I felt wanton. So turned on I couldn't think about anything else but the ache he was causing between my legs.
He stopped rubbing me, hooking his fingers in the waistband of my panties. "Can I see you, sweetheart?" he whispered.
"Yes," I replied, "Yes, please…"
He tugged them down over my hips and practically moaned at the sight of me. "Oh Zelle, you're so pink… so wet for me…" He spread my lips apart, baring me to his gaze as he finally,finallytouched my clit.
I yelped, bucking up against his hand as he pushed a finger into my tight hole.
Well, nottootight.
All the teasing had left me pliant. He slowly fucked the finger in and out of me, adding a second when he was able.
He crooked them, stroking me from within and making me gasp for air when he pressed his thumb against my clit.
"Just like that, baby… you feel so good… tell me how good that is… tell me…" he murmured.
"So good… Oh fuck… Kinden…" I was practically wailing, my legs shaking as he began to circle my clit with his thumb. The pressure was building up inside of me and when he added a third finger, I very nearly shook apart, except he pressed down with his thumb and kept me from cumming.
I was shaking, gripping the sheets as he held me there on the brink. "Look into my eyes, Beautiful…" he murmured, keeping me just there, on the edge of pleasure as my body loosened around his fingers, allowing him to begin to move again.
The orgasm hit me, floored me, rolled through my body with such force, I arched off the bed.
Never, ever had anything I'd done with my own hands ever felt as good as what he was doing with his.
His fingers were squelching inside me by the time I came down. He slid them out and brought them up to his face, inhaling deeply in the most erotic act I'd ever witnessed.
He hummed and sucked them into his mouth. "You're delicious…" he murmured. "Gonna have to taste you later…"
He reached for his belt, undoing it and the button at the top of his pants. He unzipped the zipper and groaned as he pushed his pants down over his hips.
