Page 31 of Has-Been
“I… I don’t know.”
Has-Been laughed softly, turning me to face him.
“Want me to drive, babe, and you just let me get you there? I’ll make it so good.” He leaned in and kissed me gently, his tongue teasing at my lips.
“Just so you know, I’m very good with my tongue, babe. Tonight I’m gonna show you what my fingers can do, but next time, I want you writhing against my face as I lick you to a nice big orgasm.”
My legs nearly buckled under me, just at his words. How the hell was I supposed to stay standing while he touched me, when I could barely stand already?
“Please,” I moaned softly, fisting his cut in my hands as I tried to pull him closer. He grinned, and turned us, backing me up, until a tree braced my weight behind me. He kissed me again, pressing his body against me as his tongue teased at mine. He was rocking his hips against me again, and now that the initial shock of feeling his arousal had passed, it was yet another thing to make me even more desperate for his touch.
Has-Been ran his hands down my body, over the thick hoody I wore, and then they were under my clothes, and pressing against my bare skin. The shock of his warm skin against mine made me shiver, and then I giggled breathlessly into our kiss.
“Love the sound of you, sweet girl, whether it’s laughter, or those adorable little giggles. It’s what I want to hear more of. Happiness, I mean, not laughing at my attempts to get you off.”
I gasped, shaking my head, and he smirked.
“Even if you were, you won’t be in a minute.” His hands were gliding up my stomach and suddenly they were easing over my breasts, his palms grazing my sensitive nipples.
“Oh god!” Tingles ran from his touch to my pussy, which was already wet and practically pulsing with need, matching my fast heartbeat. Has stroked my breasts, teasing my nipples with a light touch now and then, but not focusing only on them. I was shocked to realise just how much I wanted that focus on my nipples. Every glancing brush of his skin against them rocketed through me, making me arch into his touch, and making that grin on his face widen.
“See, now I’m thinking that you, so horny and fucking desperate to be fucked, is my new favourite thing. How wet are you, babe? Wet enough that my fingers would slide deep in you, if not for that little virgin barrier of yours?”
“Will you please… stop calling… it that…” My breath kept hitching in my throat with every tease of my nipples, and then Has shot me a wicked look, and lifted my hoody and the t-shirt I wore, so that warm air teased my bare skin. Instead of removing it, he ducked beneath my clothes, almost out of sight, and that’s why I jumped when his mouth suddenly surrounded my nipple, his warm tongue teasing around it as he sucked on it.
“Oh god… wow… Has… that’s gonna…oh god.” I was writhing against him, and clawing at his clothes as intensity washed through me, and every nerve ending tingled from just this one thing. Has lifted his head, and teased at the same nipple with his fingers as he watched me.
“I don’t know if it’s just because this is so new to you, but I reckon I could actually get you off, just by sucking on those cute little nipples of yours. You react so intensely when I touch them.”
“Is that… not… is it weird, Has?” I didn’t want him to stop touching me, didn’t want his fingers to stop rolling my nipple in that delicious way.
He winked at me as he started moving lower again.
“No, babe. Everyone feels things differently. Some people really get off on this, and others, not so much. Let me know if this feels good.”
He didn’t stop what he was doing to the nipple he’d already played with, but then his mouth was on the other one. He licked around it, sucking it lightly, and then I felt his teeth teasing at it.
My legs nearly gave way and I let out a squeak of something, pleasure, pain, I had no idea. I just knew I wanted more of it.
“Please.”
I heard him chuckling and he lifted his head again.
“So needy, my sweet girl. I’ll get you there. The best pleasures take time, trust me.”
He lowered his head again and sucked hard on my nipple, still tormenting the other, but then his hands moved, and I felt them at the waist of my jeans, a tremor of excitement, tinged with a little fear, washing over me at the realisation. He was finally going there.
It seemed to take forever for my jeans to come apart for him, and I was pretty sure it’d take me a fraction of that time, because all of this lead up to it had me so close, I was ready to fall over the edge.
Has lifted his eyes and raised his eyebrows at me.
“Ready, babe? Make sure you scream from the diaphragm for me. Don’t hold back now.”
He straightened up again to his full height, and used one hand in my hair to tilt my face up, his eyes focused on mine. The other hand stroked my stomach lightly, and then his fingers were sliding inside my underwear, and to the place I was so desperate for him to touch.
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Ihadtokeepmyeyes on hers, had to see every single reaction to every touch, to see every emotion play out on her sweet face. She’d waited so fucking long to feel these things, and it didn’t seem right that we had to hide out somewhere like this was so wrong, but in some ways it was also perfect.
