Part 2 Ben
I stare down at Sadie in the bed – our bed in our motel. I was a bit worried about whether our letter writing chemistry would transfer to in-person chemistry. My cock pulses in my jeans. There’s no reason to worry anymore.
She flutters her eyelashes at me. “Are you going to stare at me all day or are you going to touch me? I vote for touching in case there’s any confusion.”
I smile. My Sadie is a talker. It usually bothers me when people run their mouths but not with Sadie. She amuses me. I’ll be old and gray and not able to maintain a hard-on, and she’ll make me laugh. I can’t wait to spend my life with her.
“I’m trying to figure out where to start.”
“Do I get a vote?” She bites her bottom lip. “Because I vote for you stripping.”
I whip my t-shirt over my head and she gasps. “Holy smugglers. Are you photoshopped?”
I chuckle. “I’m not a picture, so I’m pretty sure I’m not photoshopped.”
She motions for me to come closer. “Come over here. I want to touch.”
My cock twitches. It’s on board with her touching. But I don’t move. If Sadie touches me now, this will be over entirely too quickly. And I want to make this good for her. I want to show the woman I love how I cherish her and plan to cherish her for the rest of our days.
“These have to go.” I remove her sandals before drawing my hands up her legs. She shivers as goosebumps form on her flesh. “Your skin is smooth as silk.”
“Yes,” she breathes. “More touching. Less talking.”
I smile. “Did I find the one time my girl doesn’t talk?”
She bobs her head as she widens her legs. She’s cute. I don’t know how I got so damn lucky to find her. I should probably send a gift basket to her sister for signing her up to be my pen pal.
I play with the hem of her tank top. “This needs to go.”
“Yes. Off.” She reaches for the bottom of her top but I bat her hands away.
“My job.”
“Have at it, soldier boy.”
“Not a boy,” I grumble.
She lifts an eyebrow. “And you’re going to prove it?”
“I am,” I vow. I drag my finger along the skin showing between the hem of her tank top and her jeans. She shivers in response. I love how responsive she is. Will she go crazy once I get her naked and touch her breasts, her pussy?
“Arms up.” She doesn’t hesitate to follow orders. Good. Because I’m in charge in the bedroom.
I grasp the hem of the tank top and pull it up and over her head. I growl when her naked breasts are revealed.
“Where the hell is your bra?”
She rolls her eyes. “Integrated in the tank top. Besides,” she motions to her chest, “there’s not much here to support.”
“Disagree,” I mutter as I stare at her chest. Her breasts aren’t big but they’re perky. Just like her.
I glide my finger around her nipple and it immediately hardens in response. I smile as I move on to her other nipple. She arches her back to bring her chest closer to me but I shake my head.
“Be a good girl.”
“I am a good girl. The best girl. I’ll be even better if you touch me.”
I graze the tip of my finger over her nipple and she gasps. “Am I not touching you now?”
“You’re teasing me.”
I grin. “You don’t enjoy being teased?”
“I’m an instant gratification kind of girl.”
“You’ll learn to enjoy it.” But not now when my cock is pressing against my zipper; begging to be let out. I grit my teeth. My cock is staying hidden in my jeans until Sadie has come at least once.
“Tell me what you want.”
She glares at me. “I told you. For you to touch me.”
“Like this?” I run a finger down her ribs.
She grunts.
“Or like this?” I draw my finger around her breast, careful not to touch her nipple.
“No,” she growls.
“Or like this?” I lean over and latch onto her nipple with my mouth.
She moans before arching her chest. “Yes,” she sighs as her hands latch onto my head to keep me where I am.
Don’t worry, Sadie. I’m not going anywhere. Not when I’m tasting heaven. She tastes of sea and salt with a hint of vanilla. It’s fucking addictive.
While I lavish one breast with attention from my mouth, I play with her other nipple until it’s a hard point.
She wraps her legs around my waist and begins to grind herself against my cock. My cock weeps in response. I continue until I feel my lower back tingle and my balls draw up. Shit. I’m going to come in my jeans before I have a chance to sink into Sadie. Not acceptable.
I trail kisses down her torso until I reach her shorts. I snap the button open and draw down the zipper. I grin when I notice her panties are pink with little seals on them.
“No making fun of my panties. When I dressed this morning, I didn’t realize this sexy soldier would be removing my panties later in the day. If I had, I would have worn my sexy panties.”
“I look forward to seeing your sexy panties, but these are cute as hell.”
I’m not lying. I love how quirky Sadie is. Who else would wear panties with seals on them?
I glance up and meet her gaze. “I bet they’ll look even better on the floor.” Her eyes flare and I yank her shorts and panties down her legs before throwing them over my shoulder.
“Sexy soldier move,” she murmurs.
“I haven’t begun with the sexy moves yet.” I tap her hip. “Open up for me.”
She doesn’t hesitate. She widens her legs. I pause to stare at her. Sadie is naked in my bed. I’ve dreamed of this moment since she sent me a picture of herself goofing off on the beach. Any other woman would have sent a sexy picture. Not my Sadie.
But my dreams don’t come close to how sexy she is in person. She’s gasping for breath, and a blush trails from her cheeks down her chest. She’s gorgeous. And she’s all mine. Time to show her how good I can make her feel.
“Do you want my fingers or my mouth?”
“I want you.”
“You have me, darling. I’m right here.”
My cock pulses to remind me it’s out of patience. Screw it. Sadie can decide what she wants next time. I drape myself over her and begin to feather kisses along her shoulder while I maneuver my hand between us until I find her clit.
She moans. “Oh god.”
“Not god. Ben.”
I rub circles around her clit before molding my lips to hers. She immediately opens for me and I sink my tongue into her. Her taste hits me and I moan. Vanilla is my new favorite flavor.
I circle her opening with a finger. I can feel how wet she is. Her responsiveness to my touch is addictive.
I slowly sink a finger into her. Her muscles convulse around me. I add another finger and begin to thrust into her at a steady pace. I’d love to tease her more, but I need her to come quickly. I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.
Her mouth opens and her head falls back as she begins to move in rhythm with my fingers – searching for her release. Fuck yeah. She knows what she wants and she’s going after it. There’s nothing more sexy.
I curl my fingers and she moans. “Yes.”
“Come for me, darling. Come all over my fingers and then you can come all over my cock.”
Her muscles tighten around my fingers. My girl enjoys dirty talk. Good. I’m not much of a talker outside of the bedroom, but in the bedroom is another story.
“I’m…I’m…” She doesn’t finish before her climax hits her. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she rides out her orgasm.
I continue to pump into her until she collapses on the bed. Her eyes blink open and she stares at me with wonder in her eyes.
“Wow.”
I smirk. “We’re just getting started.”