31. Take What You Need #2
The mood has shifted slightly, and I know she’s a little less certain now that we’re in front of the mirror.
Shifting her hair out of the way, I trail little kisses down her neck, circling my arms around her waist and pulling her back against me so that there isn’t even a millimetre of space between us.
Making sure she can feel how badly I want her, I bring my lips back to her ear. “Let me make you feel good.”
She swallows hard, and her eyes meet mine in the mirror while she nods.
She lets out a little sigh and leans her head back again, watching through half-closed eyes while my hand slides beneath the band of her underwear.
She’s already so wet, and I force myself to take my time, wanting her to be completely at ease while I continue learning what brings her the most pleasure.
Applying pressure to her clit, I press a kiss to her neck when she moans, her hips shifting while she seeks more friction.
Stroking her a little faster, it isn’t long before she’s writhing against my hand, and she gasps when I slide a finger inside her and continue applying pressure with the heel of my hand.
Her eyes flutter closed, and I gently bite her ear lobe. “Look at me, Tara. I want you to watch while I make you come. I want you to see how fucking beautiful you are when you’re coming undone. ”
A tremor runs through her body, and she opens her eyes, locking her gaze with mine when she cries out.
“Good girl,” I murmur into her neck, continuing to move my hand while she shudders against me.
Once she’s finished, I pull my hand away, turning her so that she’s facing me.
Her cheeks are flushed, and her breathing is uneven when I bend to kiss her.
I reach around to undo her bra, before kneeling to pull her underwear down slowly, pressing a kiss to her abdomen.
I feel her tense against me, and I look up to meet her gaze.
With a shaking hand, she runs her fingers through my hair while watching me, and I can tell she’s nervous about the position I’m in.
“Has no one ever knelt before you like this?” I ask.
She blushes, even darker this time, and shakes her head.
Mentally cursing the ex that seemed too inexperienced to be with anyone, let alone a woman as beautiful as Tara, I stand again, kissing her hard.
Guiding her backwards until the back of her knees hit the mattress, I urge her to sit. Making quick work of removing my own clothes, I pull a condom from my pocket and toss it onto the bed beside her. She eyes it before looking back at me.
“Out of curiosity, how did you happen to have condoms available last night and now?” she asks.
“Last night was the one I’ve had in my wallet for a while.
This one is from the packet I bought before dinner tonight, hoping we might end up doing this again,” I reply, not even slightly embarrassed.
She needs to understand how badly I want her.
Although that want is fast turning into a need.
“Lie back,” I say, cupping her face and forcing her to look me in the eye.
She goes to move back on the bed, but I hold her legs while I kneel in front of her, and her eyes widen when she realises what my intentions are.
“Do you trust me?” I ask. She hesitates before nodding. “Good. Lie back then, beautiful, and let me make you feel good. ”
She leans back slowly, resting on her elbows, and I bend to kiss her abdomen, keeping my eyes on hers.
Her stomach clenches, and I run feather light kisses across it, until she relaxes a little more.
When I finally make it to the apex of her thighs, she seems to be comfortable with this position, and when I suck her clit between my lips, she moans and bucks her lips a little.
I find a rhythm that works, and she slides her hand through my hair while she grinds against me.
I suck harder before sliding a finger inside, appreciating her ability to silently communicate her needs.
She cries out, flinging her head back, and I know I’ve found the right spot.
Working harder, it’s not long before her breathing becomes erratic, and the sound of her moans fills the room, growing louder while she clenches around my fingers and practically sobs when she comes.
She’s struggling to catch her breath while holding her hand on her chest, and I withdraw my hand before move to her side.
Leaning down to kiss her, I run a hand through her hair before grabbing the condom.
Motioning for her to move to the centre of the bed, I sit against the head of the bed and pile up the pillows behind my back, before leaning back.
She watches me curiously, and after I roll the condom on, I motion for her to come to me.
She crawls up the bed, and once she’s at my side, I grab her hips to pull her up and straddle my lap.
Her eyes widen when I pull her down, easing inside her and guiding her hips to move back and forth once she’s fully seated.
“You have the control here. Take what you need.”
She rocks, slowly at first, but when she picks up the pace, I clench my jaw and concentrate on my breathing to keep from coming too soon.
She brings her face to mine, kissing me hard while she moves against me, before throwing her head back. I bring my mouth to her breast and suck, and she moans, cupping the back of my head and holding me there while she rolls her hips.
I can feel my orgasm building, moaning against her skin when I feel her begin to tighten around me.
Finally, I can’t hold it back any more, and pleasure rocks through me, our cries mingling together.
The entire experience is so amazing that I have to fight the overwhelming emotion threatening to overcome me.
We lie together after cleaning up, and I brush a kiss to her temple while she cuddles into my side.
“So… We should talk about what this is,” I say, my voice sounding out of place in the comfortable silence.
I feel her tense up a little, and run my hand up and down her side.
“What do you want this to be?” she asks after a moment.
Continuing to move my hand in what I hope are comforting strokes, I clear my throat, suddenly nervous. “Well… I’d be interested in seeing where this could go… I mean… If you want?”
I’m pretty sure that I just undid all attempts to appear confident with that one sentence.
She lifts herself to rest on her elbow and look down at me, a small smile on her face.
“I’m interested in seeing where this could go, too.”
I let out a long breath, relief flooding through me. Reaching up, I push the curtain of her hair back over her shoulder and cup her cheek, rubbing my thumb back and forth gently. “Thank god,” I say, lifting my head to kiss her.
I feel her smile widen against my lips, and we soon become lost in each other’s touch once more.