myself with my own bravery. I thrust my breasts out towards him, so he can stare at them as much as he wants.
He licks his lips like he’s suddenly hungry. He can’t take his eyes off my body. Am I really that delicious?
He touches my breasts first, gently squeezing them with both hands before he flicks my nipples. Gentle but firm. He knows what he’s doing. He knows exactly how to make me moan.
He leans towards them with his mouth open, meeting my eyes while he takes one pink nipple in his wide mouth. I cry out with joy. The sensation of his wet tongue flicking against my erect nipple is too much. I tip my head back, crying out again, moaning with pleasure as he sucks deliciously on one nipple and then the other.
There’s a tightness at the pit of my stomach, which is now beginning to unravel. Like he’s somehow undoing my knots. He grabs my arms tight while he licks and sucks and tugs—on one nipple and then the next. Then, when he’s done, he pushes me, and I fall back on the bed. He climbs up on top of me, straddling me.
I can see his erection through his jeans. Big and strong. Tenting the fabric. When will I get to see it? See Reed Silvers in all his glory.
He holds my hands, pinning my arms down on the bed as he starts kissing me all over. My neck, between my cleavage, down my stomach. He pulls the negligee down. It falls off on the floor. I’m trying not to moan too loudly. Trying not to think what Sally and Matthew will think if they hear us—just a loving couple enjoying themselves.
Now I am naked. Completely naked. There’s no lace covering me up. My pussy is exposed to him too. He can see every part of me. Every inch.
Reed kisses me everywhere and then looks up, deep into my eyes. He’s still sitting straddling me, heavy on my body. But I don’t want him to move. I don’t want him going anywhere. I want to be pinned down here underneath him forever, please!
But he does move off me, gradually and slowly, then he comes up to kiss me again. This time when he takes my mouth, I can feel his fingers gliding down my body. Making their way towards that hot core between my thighs.
I hiss in his mouth when he touches my pussy lips. So tenderly. Cautiously. Testing to see how I will react. He pulls away to look into my eyes. He doesn’t say the words, but I know he’s asking me—are you okay?
I don’t have to answer the question either; he can see it in my eyes. I am more than okay. I am more okay now than I have ever been before. I want him to keep going. It’s like I have never been surer of anything in my life.
And his finger slowly slides into me. I thought I was ready for this, but I don’t think I am. No man has ever gone this far with me. For a moment, I’m afraid my body is going to start closing up, but then I relax when his thumb finds my clit. He strokes me right there, right on the sweet spot, and I can feel my eyes rolling in my head.
He’s lying stretched out beside me on the bed. Our bodies are pressed together. My limbs are tangled up with him while his fingers tease me, stroke me, slide in and out of me gently until I want him to go harder.
I was so afraid of this moment, of exposing myself like this to a man—and yet, now, all I feel is complete surrender. Desire. I want more. I don’t want him to stop.
Reed knows exactly what to do. How to touch me. His thumb circles and strokes my clit while his index finger thrusts in and out of me. He’s picking up pace, and I moan louder. I’m quivering. Rushing to the edge of my desire. I didn’t expect it to happen this quickly. But then, I never expected a man like Reed to be my first.
He shifts position so he is half-sitting up now, really focused on making me come. Pushing harder and rougher and stronger until I cry out his name. I’m going to come. I can’t rein myself in. I’m too far gone…and then my pussy throbs, and I fall into the sweet, rushing wave of my orgasm. I