Page 41 of Spiralling Skywards
“I’m not perfect, Liam. I have muffin tops that hang over my jeans. My belly’s not toned and flat, and I have dimples in my bum, it’s not cellulite. I don’t have cellulite, they’re just dimples. I have—”
“I don’t care.”
“What?”
“I don’t care,” I repeated. “You’re beautiful, gorgeous, stunning. Your body dips and curves in all the right places. Your skin is amazingly soft. You, Sarah Carter, are the sexiest thing I have ever laid eyes on, and I’ve only just started to unpeel the layers.”
I pulled her arms away from her belly and left them hanging loosely at her sides while I unbuttoned and then unzipped her jeans. I manoeuvred her gently back down to meet the bed and pulled them and her socks off all at the same time. I stood staring as she lay there in a tiny mesh thong that matched the bra I’d removed earlier. It was completely transparent and just like I could see her nipples through her bra, I could see the small strip of hair that led down to her slit. Raking my top teeth over my bottom lip so that I didn’t rip the scrap of fabric from her body and bury my face between her legs, I forced myself to take a deep breath.
I wanted to lick, suck, and taste her from front to back. I wanted to sink my tongue, fingers, and cock inside her. I wanted to graze my teeth over her clit and her nipples. But I knew that if I did any of those things too soon, if I moved too fast, I’d have her running for the door.
I watched Sarah as she watched me. She tapped each of her finger tips over the pad of her thumb in a continuous rhythm, something that I’d learned that she did when she was nervous. I didn’t want her to be nervous. I wanted her to relax and enjoy every moment of pleasure that I was about to deliver.
I stood at the end of the bed and looked down at her, then slowly, I pulled my T-shirt over my head and unbuckled the belt on my jeans. Then it was her turn to drag her teeth over her lip. The thought of her getting turned on as she watched me undress made me so hard it hurt.
She propped herself up on her elbows and looked me up and down, the end of my dick getting wet as I leaked like a teenage boy.
I bent down and pulled my wallet from my jeans and removed one of the condoms I’d been carrying around for the previous few weeks. I held it up and showed it to Sarah.
“I’m gonna put this on the bed. It doesn’t mean we have to use it. I just don’t wanna have to go searching if we decide that we do.”
She nodded her head but didn’t say a word as I moved towards her.
“I’ll take it as slow as I can, Sarah, but fuck me, you look so fucking sexy laying there spread out for me that you’ll just have to give me a dig and remind me to slow down every now and then.”
She actually frowned and looked a little concerned when I said that.
“We’ll keep this at your pace, bub. Faster, slower, or harder. More or less. You just say the word, you understand?”
She nodded her head, but I needed more.
“Words, Sarah. Use your words. I need to hear ya.”
“Yes,” she hissed. I was pissing her off. Good, I liked her pissed off.
“Yeah, you sure?”
“Yes, Liam.” Yep, she was definitely getting pissed off.
“Good. You ready for me?”
“Yeah, I’m ready.” Her reply was almost a whisper.
I nodded my head slowly, not taking my eyes from hers as I contemplated what her response meant, tome, toher, tous. I’d had sex with inexperienced girls before, but it was way back when I had no clue what I was doing either, which was a little bit like how I was feeling right at that moment. I climbed up the bed and knelt where Sarah’s feet were. Her toe nails were painted purple and I kissed each one, then moved each of her legs to either side of my hips.
“Bend your knees for me.”
She did as I asked and I crawled further up her body. I wasn’t sure whether to start at the top and work down, or at her toes and work up. What I really wanted was to just bury myself balls deep inside her and experience some relief from the hard-on I’d been sporting for almost a month now. No amount of wanking had made it better. Any thought, sight, sound, anything full stop that reminded me of Sarah Carter had me hard in seconds.
Seeing as she liked my kisses so much, I decided to start there. Hopefully my mouth on hers might help her relax a little bit. I started with small kisses at the corner and worked my way to the middle where I lingered a little while. I made my way equally as slowly to the opposite corner and then pulled back, brushing my thumb gently back and forth, retracing where my mouth had just been on hers.
I repositioned my body over hers, lining us up so that my hard dick was pressing perfectly between her legs. I rocked forward, and we simultaneously groaned. I kissed her eyelids, nose, and cheeks. I kissed her chin, neck, and throat. If I could, I would have kissed her heart, but instead I kissed her mouth and hoped that my kiss explained, in detail, every single thing that I felt when my mouth met hers.
Her arms were around me, her fingers clawed at my back and my scalp. She pulled at my hair and slid her hand inside my jocks and pushed down on my arse, grinding my hips harder against hers.
“Slow down, pretty girl, slow down. I wanna be inside you when I cum. At this rate, all I’m gonna do is make a mess all over your belly.”
“I’m sorry. It just feels so good.”
