Chapter 4
4
NICK
I was pushing the line. At any second, Waverly would decide I was a creepy old man and run from the room. I’d spend the rest of my life cursing myself for not being more careful.
That was me. If I had the choice between driving down a straight road or jumping a canyon, I’d take the jump. I’d always been that way.
Right now, this was a very risky jump. The safe road would be to show her the guest bedroom, ask if she needed anything, and leave her alone for the night. Then I could wait until morning and maybe see if there was a possibility of a future. Well, an immediate future, anyway.
But this woman was leaving town, so a normal guy would probably find a way to get her into bed tonight. That wasn’t all that different from what I was doing.
But it was. Because in this case, it wasn’t about sex. It was about a woman that I knew I wouldn’t ever be able to forget about. She’d haunt my dreams long after she drove out of my life.
This woman was my future.
The thought hit me like a bullet. I didn’t make a move, but inside, everything had gone a little wonky. This was not me at all. I would normally run in fear from something like this. I’d lie and say it wasn’t fear, but that was exactly what it was. The guy who’d been a daredevil in every other area of his life was terrified when it came to getting involved with a woman.
Yeah, my military buddies would give me hell if they realized I had a soft side. It was definitely a first.
I didn’t even breathe when she undid the button on her jeans and lowered the zipper. She wasn’t looking at me anymore. Instead, her gaze was fixed on the floor. It seemed she’d suddenly gone shy. I could definitely understand that if she’d never even kissed a guy before. This was a huge move.
Finally, once her zipper was undone, she slid her right hand beneath the waistband of the pink underwear barely visible behind her zipper. My dick pressed uncomfortably against my zipper at this point. I wouldn’t move to relieve it, though. No, this was all about her.
Suddenly, her eyes made contact with mine, and for a long moment, we looked at each other. Those enormous tits rose and fell with each deep breath she took.
“What happens next?” she asked.
“If you’re masturbating, you touch yourself,” I said. “There’s a small swollen area at the top of your pussy that’s really sensitive.”
Pussy? Should I have used such explicit language? I didn’t want to scare her off.
“The clit,” she said. “I know touching it can bring a woman to orgasm.”
Christ, this woman was incredible. I’d never met anyone like her. She was innocent, but so damn sexy.
“Yes,” I said. “And it gets easier over time. I think it helps if you’re thinking about something that turns you on, though. That’s why people watch sexy stuff.”
“Or read it,” she said. “I’ve read things that turned me on, but I didn’t do anything about it. I thought about it, but…I don’t know. I guess I was worried I’d fail. It makes sense that a woman should figure out how to pleasure herself before she tries it with another person. It’s easier to pleasure yourself because you know exactly what feels good.”
I shrugged. “Well, I can definitely get myself there fast, but there’s nothing like having the touch of a hot woman like you. And nothing compares to the feel of a warm, wet pussy around my cock.”
I was all in now. If she was going to be offended, maybe it was better that I knew now.
But the look on her face told me she was anything but offended. Well, that and the fact that her chest was still rising and falling dramatically, and her lips had parted. Her eyes were practically sparkling with excitement.
“You think I’m beautiful?” she asked.
“The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Her expression changed. She seemed to relax. Knowing I thought she was hot was what she needed to be comfortable doing this? If so, I’d tell her she was hot all damn day. It was the truth.
“Can I see it?” she asked.
I froze as my mind tried to work out what she was asking. But a frown had already spread over my face. She wanted to see it?
“Take it out,” she said. “In fact, take everything off. I want to see you naked.”
Oh, fuck. I glanced over at the fireplace, confirming it was warm enough in here to get naked. In fact, it had gotten a little too warm. That probably had nothing to do with the room temperature, though.
I gave a nod and rose to my feet, my hands already on my sweatshirt as I stood. Then I yanked it off, followed by my jeans and my underwear, not really thinking through what I was doing. I even kicked off my shoes and socks until I was standing in front of her as naked as the day I was born.
It was no surprise that I was hard, but I was much harder than I’d realized. My cock pointed directly at her, begging for her touch. Begging to plunge into that tight pussy and mark her as mine.
“Your turn,” I said. “If you’re comfortable, anyway. At least pull down your pants and underwear to make it easier for you to touch yourself.”
Waverly looked down at her body. “Nobody’s ever seen me naked before?—”
“You don’t have to,” I interrupted. I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable. “Just take your time and let me know what you want from me.”
Anything. I’d do anything for her. I’d be her plaything to use as she needed to get off. I wanted to be so much more, but at this point, I’d take whatever I could get from this woman.
“I think it’s working,” she said, looking up at me. “I’m starting to feel something.”
“Are you touching yourself?”
“Yes.” Her breasts rose in one big, dramatic breath and then lowered again. “I’m moving my finger over my clit slowly. Should I speed up?”
I shook my head. “Whatever feels good.”
I felt awkward, standing in the middle of the room, staring at her. But she hadn’t given me any further instructions, and I definitely wasn’t going to do anything to mess this up. This was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me, including two tours in Afghanistan.
Who knew the very thing I’d been running for all my life would be the most exciting thing to ever happen to me?
“Oh.” She closed her eyes, and her lips parted as her chest rose and fell. “This is starting to feel really good.”
“Imagine my tongue moving over your clit,” I said. “You’re so wet and slick. My thumb is moving over your nipples…”
I had to clench my hands into fists to avoid touching myself. I wanted to grab my aching cock and pump it until I sprayed cum all over this floor. I’d do exactly that if we ended up sleeping in different rooms. I’d stroke myself to a climax, thinking of her, imagining her riding me, that thick head of dark hair falling over her shoulders, teasing me by covering her breasts.
“More,” she said, sounding out of breath. “Give me more.”
“Your pussy will be so tight as I slide inside it. It’s so wet. I won’t take my fingers off your clit, though. I’ll keep going until you come all over my dick. And finally, I’ll shoot cum inside you, filling you until we both fall to the bed, exhausted.”
“Oh, my God,” she said. “Yes, this feels so…oh, God. Fuck.”
Her hand slid beneath her sweater, and I almost lost it as I watched the movement. One hand was moving fast beneath her jeans and panties, while the other seemed to be shoving aside her bra and cupping her breast. It was hard to see, but that was what my imagination told me was happening under that sweater.
I’d watch as she experienced her first orgasm. I’d just stand by, helplessly wishing I could contribute in some way. Not this time. This time was all her.
She threw her head back, her lips still parted. It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.
The next time Waverly experienced that level of pleasure, I would be the one responsible for it. That was the vow I made to myself as I battled the biggest erection of my life.
Finally, she opened her eyes, her breathing still heavy. Her gaze settled on me, and I felt like the luckiest man alive. And her next words only proved how lucky I was.
“I want you to teach me how to give a good blowjob.”