you’re feeling all of that,” he tells me. “I also want you comfortable with your body. I don’t want those fucking walls you brought in here with you. So if you want what you say you want, then you need to show me you’re willing to do this my way. Either that, or you can go back home to your husband.”
But that’s the last place I want to go, so I will my reluctance to go away, and I sit myself up against the headboard. “Okay,” I agree on a shaky voice. I nervously slip my hand inside my panties, but keep my eyes closed. I can’t possibly look at Alec while I do this because this is beyond embarrassing.
“I want you to watch me, Victoria.” And when I open my eyes, he tries to settle my nerves. “I’ve see you touch yourself before, I’ve heard you moan my name when you cum, I’ve heard you cry, and I’ve never once judged you or laughed at you.”
“I know.”
“Look at my cock. I want you watching me while I watch you.”
I flick my eyes back to his and see nothing but a desire for me to give in to him.
“Show me,” he says, and I put my faith in him to make me feel safe enough to do this.
I lift my hips and slip off my panties. If he’s bold enough to be entirely naked, then I’ll try to be as well.
He’s right, I came here to try something new, to be someone different, but I came with walls of protection. If I want to play it safe and never explore who I might really be, then I should’ve stayed home. But I’m here. I’m in Alec’s world, so I need to let go and trust him.
I unhook my bra and slip it off my arms, my eyes locked to his. With a swarm of butterflies in my stomach, I take a hard swallow and spread my thighs, exposing everything to him.
He smiles cagily at me before his eyes leave mine, falling to my breasts and then farther down. I slip two fingers into my mouth, wetting them, and then drop them down between my legs. His breath staggers when I start rolling my fingers over my clit, and the knowledge that I’m doing this in front of him heightens every nerve ending in my body. Every inch of my skin has reached a new level of sensitivity.
I move my eyes from Alec’s face and watch him as he strokes his cock, the cock I fantasize about having inside of me. He reaches down with his other hand and grabs his balls as he continues to jerk off. His grip is tight in both hands and the veins in his forearms protrude.
Thrill conquers abashment the more I lose myself. The excitement ruptures in my chest and down my limbs. I moan as I give in to the pleasure of watching this man getting off to the sight of me doing something no man has ever seen me do before. It’s a rush, and I feel like I’m floating as the world outside the two of us swims out of focus.
Taking my other hand, I drag my finger through my arousal before pushing it inside me. I watch Alec and meet his tempo as I finger myself. It doesn’t take me long to find the edge of my orgasm with the intensity between us. Both of my hands drive me higher, the sound of my wet pussy blends with the sounds of his flesh slapping.
“I’m about to go,” he groans.
The ecstasy in his voice, the strain along his chest and neck, his dilated eyes, all from the sight of me, sends me reeling.
“Oh, God,” I whimper as my core flares in pleasure.
Alec’s eyes clench shut, and with the first ribbon of cum he shoots onto my stomach, I erupt in a blinding orgasm. My vision blurs as he continues to pump himself all over me, and knowing it was me that got him off spikes my self-esteem. I ride out my orgasm, rolling my hips over my sticky hands, moaning and panting.
Time slips and suddenly we’re kissing, his body on top of mine, never even allowing me a second to feel embarrassed about what I just did. The weight of him pushes me into the mattress, and I gladly welcome the pressure against my chest as he swallows my ragged breaths. His hands grip my face tightly as he holds me still