Page 16 of SEAL'S Baby Surprise
“Oh, gift of the sea,” Austin says softly. “What am I to do with you?”
I kiss him some more, trying to make it clear what I think he should do. He tries to pull away, but I wrap myself around his arm, and hang on. I do want this. I can’t say why.
He is just so wonderful, so perfect, and maybe I can repay his kindness, even if it’s not really payment.
It’s more like... an exchange...
Maybe I can do something that feels good for both of us.
I’m not super worried about my lack of sexual experience. All of the necessities are covered. I have an implant. My brother had insisted on it when I started college. I was prepared to have sex, I just never did. At this point it feels a little odd, because I’m still a virgin despite having been engaged before.
I can’t think of a better way to address that, and to make Austin feel good too.
It’s a win-win, as far as I can see.
He pets me down there and slides his hand around so he can get his fingers inside. I rub myself on his palm, and it feels good. I feel myself getting wet, and his cock is getting even harder. I rub it through his shorts, and he gives a kind of grumble, rubbing his hand even harder on my little nub.
That feels absolutely amazing, and I know that I need more.
I swing my leg over and straddle his lap, rocking hard against his hand. I want it so much! I’ve done a little heavy petting with boys before, but it hasn’t been like this. He smells so good…like ocean water, smoke from the grill, and somehow a little like the incense from the shop.
He rubs his scratchy cheek against the side of my face, and I rub my boobs against his chest. I can feel his nipples get hard, like little pebbles. I didn’t know guys did that!
Then I don’t care about all of these new discoveries. All I really care about is his hand, his palm and his two fingers inside me.
It feels... intense. Different than a lot of the experiences I have had before. The way Austin moves inside me is purposeful, unlike the random attempts and efforts I’ve suffered through before. It feels...
I feel like my skin is hot and tight. Like I’m going to buzz out of it somehow.
And then it gets better.
I am flying up, up, up...
And then I explode.
When I finally come back to reality, I blink up at him. Austin’s face is smiling down at me, and I smile back. I lean against his chest, utterly limp.
That was so much more than I was expecting.
He closes his two big, muscular arms around me. I feel warm, safe, and loved. “Did it feel good?” he asks.
I nod against his cheek.
“Then that’s payment enough, my silly sea urchin,” he says. “You don’t owe me anything. You don’t owe any guy anything you don’t want to give. You understand?”
I nod again, even though I can’t make my brain process his words. Initially, I wanted this to be mutual. A little ‘thank you’ for him, and something fun for me. I can feel that he is still hard, so I know he didn’t quite get the same experience that I did. It kind of feels like he is pushing me away, metaphorically, and that should make me feel rejected.
But it doesn’t.
I feel loved and cherished in ways that I’ve never felt before. I feel powerful, like I can do anything. I made Austin’s body react like that, after all.
Someday, when I’m not a puddle of mushy happiness, I’m going to return the favor.
But I don’t think it can be today.
Austin shuffles, moving me back slightly. “I got some things to do,” he says.
My heart clenches slightly. Maybe I was too trusting, earlier, and I should have interpreted his words as a rejection. I stiffen, but Austin puts a hand on either side of my face, bringing my eyes up to his.
