17. Chapter 17 She’d Begun to Believe Sex with Another Person Wasn’t Worth the Stress
Chapter 17: She’d Begun to Believe Sex with Another Person Wasn’t Worth the Stress
J ENNY
Wade warmed her up again with soft words and kisses to her inner thighs and belly. After more kisses, he helped remove her tights, dress, and bra. Her stomach always made her feel self-conscious, but after more kisses, most of it melted away. He didn’t seem turned off by her belly. If anything, he paid more loving attention to the parts of her that other people convinced her she should hate.
Guys often complimented her breasts and glossed over everything else. Not Wade. He made love to her whole body with his mouth and hands. That glorious man stroked, fondled, brushed, nuzzled, smooched, petted, and praised every part of her. She felt like a goddess being worshiped by an adoring acolyte.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice reverent.
Her nipples were already sensitive when his mouth closed around one again and sucked, and his fingers pulled on the other. His eyes found hers, and he bit down lightly and tugged harder. The pleasure-pain shot straight to her core like an electric current, and she moaned. He watched and tested her every reaction. It was unbelievably erotic. When he bit harder and sucked, wetness flooded her thighs.
Jenny’s soul left her body. Before today, she’d begun to believe sex with another person wasn’t worth the stress. Chad had almost convinced her she wasn’t capable of orgasming, even though she could sometimes bring herself off.
Wade ignored it all, but he also didn’t take it as a personal challenge to his manhood. In that respect, he was the opposite of Ian, her boyfriend before Chad. Ian stopped seeing her as a person and treated her like an affront to his manhood. He became increasingly combative, and her tension made it harder to relax.
Wade seemed like he was having a great time with his mouth between her legs. Jenny always felt self-conscious during intimacy, but it was so much worse when her previous dates went down on her. They made it seem like they were doing her a distasteful favor—no pun intended—and she owed them.
Not Wade. He made the sexiest sounds she’d ever heard outside of porn, and he was still fully clothed. When he licked her pussy, he made it clear he enjoyed every second and was in no rush. He acted like he was getting more out of it than she was, except she’d never been so close to coming with someone else.
Her body tensed as she chased her pending orgasm, though it kept hiding from her. Wade stroked her inner thigh, calling her attention back to him.
“Baby, just relax, okay? This is supposed to be fun. It’s not a race or a competition. Lie back and relax. Just let your body feel what it wants to feel. Shh, relax, that’s it.”
Jenny lay back against the couch. She ordered the tension from her limbs with limited success. After a few more moments of Wade stroking her legs and kissing her inner thighs, she unclenched. He crooned more soft words while he caressed every part of her his hands could reach. The tension melted away.
Then his mouth settled on her pussy. When he sucked her clit the same time he shoved his fingers into her, she nearly flew off the couch. A shriek escaped her before she could stop it, and he moaned in response. That was so hot.
“Oh my god, what’s happening? I’m coming. Oh my God, I’m coming,” she screamed as he fingered her into oblivion.
Wade ignored her shriek. He sucked hard on her clit and pumped his fingers in the same rhythmic fashion while she rode out an orgasm that seemed to last forever. There was nothing frantic or forced about his actions. Maybe his steady pace contributed to her explosion.
Or maybe geeks really were better at sex.
“Stop, stop. It’s too much,” she eventually said.
Wade immediately froze and looked at her with concern.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“I’m fine. Actually, I’m better than fine. I’m amazing. It’s just too sensitive.”
She expected a smug look or a smarmy comment. Once again, he proved himself different. He pressed another kiss to the inside of each thigh, gently patted her soaked pussy, and sucked her juices off his hand. Her insides tingled as she watched him clean his fingers with the same tongue that sent her to oblivion.
When he maintained eye contact but remained silent, Jenny began to feel self-conscious and looked away.
“Thank you,” he said.
Her eyes flew back to his face. She was confused.
“Um, I’m the one who just had the orgasm to end all orgasms. Why are you thanking me when you didn’t get anything out of it?”
“First of all, thank you for trusting me. Second, I got a lot out of that. Eating your pussy was sexy as hell, and I will be reliving that for the foreseeable future. Plus, I hope you’ll let me do it many more times. Practice makes perfect after all.”
Jenny couldn’t help the snort of laughter that escaped her, and Wade smiled.
“Besides, it really turned me on to see you like that, all wild and free.”
He clambered to his feet and stared down at her where she lay sprawled.
“But now I need to go take care of this.”
He gestured towards his crotch and the erection that threatened to break free from his pants. Jenny frowned at him.
“What do you mean, you need to go take care of that?”
“Like I said, this was never quid pro quo. I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to have sex so soon, and I didn’t eat your pussy so that you’d suck my cock. Plus, I don’t have any condoms. I don’t want you to make a decision when you’re drunk on endorphins and then regret it later.”
Jenny sat up, and her expression grew serious.
“I appreciate you saying that. A lot. But this isn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision. True, I didn’t think about condoms, either, but I won’t change my mind. Please stay with me.”
Jenny smiled when Wade slowly lowered himself back on the couch. When he stood again only seconds later, she smothered a frown and forced herself to look calm. He paced for a few steps back and forth as she waited.
“You’re sure?” he finally asked after the longest minute of her life.
“Positive. Now get your butt over here and take off your pants. I’ve been dying to get my hands on you!”
Wade choked on a laugh. Jenny let out a breath and calmed herself as she awaited his unveiling. They weren’t going to have sex-sex, but there was still plenty they could do.
Her mouth watered at the prospect of sucking his cock. Blow jobs didn’t interest her most of the time, though she did her best. However, she had a feeling Wade would be very vocal and enthusiastic, and that interested her a great deal.
“Hurry up. It’s like watching someone unwrap a present, and I’ve never been very patient,” she teased gleefully as he untucked shirt at a snail’s pace.
Wade smothered another laugh, but he pulled his sweater and shirt off over his head. Jenny’s smile grew broader as he revealed more of his body. She knew he had more muscle than his profession would indicate, but she was still surprised by the amount of definition in his chest and arms.
“Wow,” she said. “How were you hiding all of that under your shirt? Are you also a superhero?”
Wade grinned again as he tossed his clothes on the end of the couch. Jenny’s eyes riveted on his crotch when he unhooked his belt and slid it out of the loops. She was turned on, but she was also having fun. When she thought about it, she couldn’t remember ever having this much fun during sexy times.
“Hurry up,” she mock complained. “You’re taking too long.”
She pretended to grab at him, and he playfully swatted her hand away.
“You behave, or I’m going to bind your hands together.”
Jenny’s eyebrows flew up as she pondered whether he’d really do it. She wondered if she’d like it or not.
“I can almost hear your thoughts,” he said with a smile as his belt joined his shirt. “We’ll save that for another time. I think tonight’s exciting enough.”
She couldn’t fault his logic, but she’d be curious about having her hands restrained for a while. Her impatience grew as he unbuttoned the top button on his pants slower than any person had ever unfastened anything. His smirk clued her in to the fact that he was doing it on purpose.
“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” she asked in exasperation.
“No, I’m trying to calm down,” he said. “It was one thing when I planned on heading to bed alone to take care of it myself. It’s different—in a good way—to have your eyes on me the whole time.”
She had no response to that. When she took off her clothes, it was in the heat of the moment, so there wasn’t much time for nerves. Her insecurities weighed on her less than usual because Wade made her feel precious. Now she wanted to ensure that he felt desirable, too.
Jenny scooted to the edge of the couch and hooked her fingers into his belt loop. He allowed her to pull him closer, and she looked up at him.
“I’m really excited to be with you,” she reiterated. “This is the most fun I’ve ever had naked, and I want to make sure it’s good for you, too. I know”—she spoke over him as he argued about how much fun he had making her come—“you say you liked it, too, but it was a hundred times more fun for me. Stand still.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Jenny’s hands shook with excitement as she pulled his zipper down carefully. His cock strained against it, making her task both more difficult and more exciting. She finally lowered it all the way, and he sighed with relief. The next part filled her with trepidation, but she was eager to try.
Her hand stroked his erection through the material of his briefs, and he let out a low groan that shot straight to her nipples. She cupped his heavy balls, and he jerked away to shove his pants down. A laugh escaped her when he ripped his jeans off, especially in comparison to his earlier teasing slowness.
At last, he stood in front of her clad only in a pair of navy-blue boxer briefs that outlined his erection. His thighs were at eye level, and she couldn’t resist touching him again. She stroked one hand along his leg and watched in fascination as it flexed under her watchful gaze. It was hard to believe this was all for her.
As she took in every part of this glorious man, a wet stain appeared near the top of his waistband. Her eyes widened, and her grin spread into a wicked smile when she realized his pre-cum had made its first appearance.
“Is that for me?” she asked in a throaty voice she didn’t recognize as her own. She licked her lips, and he let out a strangled noise.
“I want to see you, and then it’s my turn to taste you,” she said.
She marveled that she sounded confident and sexy, when reality was the opposite. Wade stood in front of her in just his boxer briefs. Her nipples hardened further at the evidence of his arousal, and she hoped she didn’t mess things up with her fake bravado. Her mind whirled as she debated how to proceed.
“I’m not very good at this,” she said with chagrin, “but I’m eager to learn, and I want to do better. Is that okay? I don’t want to disappoint you.”
He looked at her in confusion. “Why wouldn’t it be?”
Embarrassed, she avoided eye contact. One of his fingers raised her chin.
“Jenny, sweetheart, looked at me.”
When she lifted her gaze to his, he pointed at his cock. His erection visibly throbbed as she stared at it.
“Does it look like I’m disappointed? Can we just pretend like we’re both experiencing everything for the first time? I’m not one of those guys who thinks poorly of women who have experience, but it sounds like your past has been pretty crappy.”
Jenny snorted, but some of her anxiety bled out of her.
“As long as you don’t bite my dick on purpose, everything’s gonna be good.” he teased. “I can’t come from a blow job anyway, so there’s no pressure. We’ll learn together what we like. Okay?”
She nodded and gave him a shaky smile as she scooted closer to him. More pre-cum leaked out of his dick, and he sighed with relief when she pushed down his boxer briefs.