that we’ve both been put back together, too. Maybe it’s not pretty, not tidy and clean, but it’s ours.
After I dote on her belly, I shift to my knees, eyes level with her thighs. I run my fingers over the tattoo and give it a ghost of a kiss. Then on the opposite side I nip her with my teeth, sucking another mark into the skin there. Her hips writhe as I pull the skin with my mouth, rubbing my palm up her other leg, soothing the nerves she’d deny having.
I pull away, admiring my handiwork. “This mark is for me.”
I skate my hands up her thighs, catching her skirt as I go, revealing all of that soft skin. I look up at her, making sure she’s okay. Her hands grip the edge of the step, and she swallows thickly, eyes locked with mine. Yeah, she’s more than okay. I’ll never understand how anyone could look at Vandy and see someone who’s less.
She’s perfection.
Hooking my fingers in those crisp white panties, I hold her eyes, waiting. She lifts up in response, bracing her hand on my shoulder, and I pull them down and over her hips. Her knees wobble as I drag them down each foot, before tucking them in my back pocket.
Mine now.
“Are you sure?” she asks, cheeks flushed red and her knees slowly closing. “I think our positions are supposed to be reversed.”
“I’m so fucking sure,” I say, pitching forward to press my lips against her mouth. “I’ve been thinking about this for so long.” I punctuate this by touching her there, fingers easing sightlessly through her folds, getting her ready for my mouth. I watch as her gaze goes heavy, eyelids sliding closed, and take the opportunity to look down. I take a long, enthralled moment to watch my fingers working against her. “Just relax, okay? I’m going to make you feel so good.”
She shudders out a slow, “Okay.”
Despite that, when I drop back down, cupping her knees, I have to whisper, “Open your legs for me, baby.” She exhales, eyes glued to mine, and lets her legs fall open. I gather her skirt up at her waist and duck between her thighs, pressing a long, open-mouthed kiss to her pussy.
She gasps, fingers thrusting suddenly into my hair. When I flick out my tongue, her fingers clench, tugging hard, and it feels so good that I groan against her and feel her responding shudder. I hook my hands around her thighs, letting my palms run up and down as I finally—finally—taste her. At some point, the taut, tense thighs beneath my hands begin relaxing, slowly falling open. The nervous, inexperienced girl vanishes as her hips rise, bucking forward into my ministrations. Her breathing turns from deep inhalations to these sharp, quick hitches that have her chest jerking up and down. I can’t stop touching the soft skin of her inner thighs, my hands skating up and down, squeezing, kneading.
I raise my eyes to lock with hers, cock throbbing at the wrecked expression on her face.
“Oh my god,” she cries, and I smile against her, keeping a smart remark about being a god to myself. She’s the goddess, writhing under me, yanking my head closer by my hair, riling me up in a way I never knew was possible. Someday, I’ll get to tell her that it’s not just about sex. That she makes my dick hard and my balls ache, but that there’s also something new and terrifying in the pit of my chest, and that’s the thing driving me forward here, desperate to elicit a smile from her just as much as these blissful sounds she’s making.
Lofty cries echo up the tower, and when she comes, it’s like she’s ringing the damn bell with her voice. She trembles, legs weakly clamping around my ears, until they fall to the side and I lift my head, seeing that she’s flat on her back, eyes closed, facing the ceiling. I smooth down her skirt, wipe my mouth, and lie next to her. Her chest rises and falls, and I rest my hand over her belly, covering her scar.
“Are we okay?” I ask, hoping I hadn’t crossed a million lines.
She turns her head. “Why would you ask that? It felt—amazing. Did I do something wrong?”
“Fuck no, you did everything right.”
It’s dark when we leave the tower, both freshly marked. It sucks that I can’t hold her hand, but I give her a kiss before I push her out the