Chapter 32
Mac
An excited energy radiates off Eliza as we finish dinner and clean up, and then she’s disappearing into the bedroom.
When she returns, she takes my hand and leads me through the bedroom and into the washroom where I see the bath is full of water and bubbles.
She’s turned all the lights off except the small one above the bath, making the room dimly lit.
She drops my hand and faces me as she pulls her shirt over her head, exposing her black lace bra, and drops it to the floor. She hooks her fingers in the waistband of her sweatpants and says, “I thought we could take a warm bath together. Hopefully get you more relaxed before bed.”
I stand still as I watch her continue to undress.
She smiles as she steps out of her sweatpants before she unhooks her bra and drops it with the rest of her clothes and then removes her thong.
She’s now standing in front of me completely naked, and the shyness that took over her when we first started discussing all of this has completely disappeared.
Confidence fills her as she stares right back at me.
I follow her lead and undress before stepping into the water and sliding into the bath, offering her my hand to follow.
I have to bend my knees to be able even sit in here, but she fits perfectly between my legs, her back pressed to my chest. She lets out a sigh of contentment, and I try to relax in the same way she is.
My hand finds her stomach and slowly moves up her torso until it’s cupping her breast. She inhales sharply but doesn’t stop me.
I roll her nipple between my fingers, and breathing picks up.
My other hand makes its way the other direction until it reaches the apex of her thighs, and even through the water I can tell she’s wet for me.
I immediately feel myself relaxing. My fingers dip inside her before slowly finding their way to her clit and circling it in small movements.
Her head falls against my shoulder, her eyes closed as my fingers work her.
“This was supposed to be about you relaxing,” she says.
I pinch her earlobe between my teeth, giving it a gentle pull. “This is helping me relax. I want to bring you pleasure, to watch you come undone for me.”
I pinch her nipple a little harder and the sound she makes has me pressing my erection into her back. Her hips start to roll, causing the water inside the bath to slosh.
“You’re close, aren’t you, love?”
She nods. “Yes. So close.”
I slow my movements over her clit, wanting to drag this out. She whimpers, and I grin against the skin of her neck.
“Good things come to those who wait.”
“Please,” she begs, but I don’t give in. She moves her hips, chasing my fingers. But every time she moves, I pull them away, causing her to whine.
“Let me take care of you, and then I’ll let you come.”
She sighs in frustration, but her hips stay still. I find her clit again applying firm pressure and causing a low and long, “Fuck,” to leave her.
When it feels like I’ve teased her long enough, I pick up the speed of my fingers, and her hand reaches out to grip my forearm. I bring her all the way to the edge, and just before she falls over, I whisper in her ear, “I want to hear you say my name.”
My name leaves her lips as though in a plea. I don’t stop until she’s practically begging me to.
She’s limp against my body, her chest rising and falling with her breaths and her breasts peeking out above the water with each deep breath she takes.
When she seems to gather herself, she turns and faces me.
I reach up and cup her face. She looks beyond stunning, her cheeks pink, her eyes big, her lips slightly parted, and her sole attention focused on me.
If her attention could be an aphrodisiac, it would be mine.
“How are you feeling?” I ask.
She licks her lips, and I can’t help but track the movement. “Like I want more of you.”
I hold her eyes, trying to read what's in them. “Are you sure?”
She nods. “I’m ready. I want more, Mac. With you.”
I stand and pick her up, not bothering to pull the plug on the bath or dry us off, I make my way to the bedroom and gently place her on the bed.
I kiss a path up her right leg before repeating it with the left, dragging my tongue through her pussy when I finish.
Her back arches, and her hand finds my hair.
I tease her entrance with my fingers, wanting to make sure she’s fully ready for me. She writhes under me, and I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking lightly and she moans my name. Hearing her say my name like that will never get old, and I do everything I can to make her say it again.
I slowly add another finger, watching her reaction as I do. I curl my fingers, finding that soft spot inside her and gently massage it. She grabs handfuls of the blankets as her pussy clenches around my fingers, and then she’s coming.
When she’s come down, I remove my fingers gently and suck them clean before heading to my suitcase and pulling out a box of condoms. I pull one out and turn back to Eliza. She’s propped herself up on her elbows and is watching me.
“Are you sure about this? We can stop whenever you want. You say the word and everything stops.”
She nods. “I want this, Mac. I want this with you.”
Her last sentence squeezes at my heart. Even in the short time we’ve been in this arrangement, I’ve realized that the feelings I have for Eliza are deeper than I ever thought.
I want more with her than just helping her with this manifestation and making my father think I’m in a serious relationship.
I want a serious relationship with her. I wish I was what she wanted, more than just a way for her to lose her virginity.
I force myself to ignore those thoughts as I rip open the condom and roll it down my cock. I stroke myself a few times as I walk back to her, and she shuffles up the bed, giving me room to climb up her body and position myself between her legs.
I run a hand over her hair as I hold eye contact with her. “I meant every word, if you ever want to stop, just say the word.”
The look in her eyes feels like pure trust, and that only grips my heart tighter. I position myself at her entrance and push in slowly, gauging her response on her face. She squeezes her eyes shut, and I run my hand over her hair again.
“Look at me, love.”
She meets my eyes.
“How’s it feel?”
“Full,” she says.
I chuckle because I’m barely in. “You’ve got more you can take.”
She nods, and I press in more. She moans, and her legs wrap around mine. I give her a few seconds before pushing all the way in, and her head tips back as her hand finds my shoulder.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Yeah. Please move.”
I slowly pull out and push back in. Her back arches, and a soft moan escapes her.
I keep going. She squeezes my shoulder and moans my name as my lips leave soft kisses along the column of her neck.
She feels like heaven and sin wrapped in a gorgeous body, and I can’t believe she’s letting me experience her first time with her.
My hand finds her ass, and I lift her up slightly as my movements pick up. She begins to tighten around my cock, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. My free hand finds her clit, and her arm flies out as she grips the blanket, her moans louder now.
“Come for me, Eliza. Let me see how pretty you are when you come on my cock.”
She shatters and drags me right with her. I yell her name loudly, uncaring if the neighbours can hear through the wall because that was just the best orgasm of my life. It was a high I’ve never experience and one I want to chase over and over.