27. Amias
TWENTY-SEVEN
AMIAS
I removed my clothes as I walked to the bed. I left my boxers on and got behind her.
"Oh, Naya." I put my hand on her ass and squeezed. "You're so beautiful, baby. Your pussy is pink and…" I licked her, and she almost moved away in surprise, "delicious."
"Do you believe me when I say you look beautiful?" I asked.
She shook her head, her face in a pillow.
"But you are, Naya. I'm so hard, baby. Harder than I've ever been. And it's all because of you."
"Really?" Her voice was so small, it crushed me.
I ran a finger down her pussy. "I want to be inside you so bad.
But first, I want to…god, baby…." She clenched around my finger, and I lost control of myself and began to devour her pussy.
I couldn't help it. She was utterly irresistible.
She came as I bit her clitoris, and I held her up, her stomach heaving.
"There, you feel better?"
She nodded into the pillow.
"Good. Now you're ready for a lesson?"
My cock was throbbing, demanding I stop fooling around and give it some release.
She looked at me, lifting her head over her shoulder. "What does that mean?"
I smacked an ass cheek and watched her shocked arousal. "That's what it means?"
I waited.
"Okay. Ah…what was the first one for?"
I raised an eyebrow.
"What was the lesson?" she asked cheekily and now she did smile.
I loved it. I loved that she was enjoying herself.
"The first was because you took too long to get on all fours when I asked you. I'm hoping that won't happen again."
"It won't."
"Good."
She moved her face down on the pillow again and lifted her hips a little, bracing.
I stroked the ass I'd just smacked and then did it again, this time with more force to test and see her limits.
"This one is for calling your scars hideous. We don't do that anymore. Okay?"
She didn't say anything, so I spanked her again.
"You need to answer me, Naya, or I'll keep spanking you and not move to the next lesson."
"Okay."
"Okay, what?"
"I won't call my scars hideous."
"What will you call them?"
I ran my hand over the scars on her back and down her thighs. I hurt for her all over again. The pain she must've gone through and the shame she continued to feel. Fucking hell, I'd fuck that out of her if that was the last thing I did.
"Just scars?" she suggested.
I chuckled and bit her ass cheek. She laughed then.
"I'll call them proof of my recovery," she finally gave in.
"Call them the scars of a warrior, baby, because that's what you are. My Little Warrior."
I heard her sniffle.
"Naya? Baby?"
Damn it, she was crying. I was about to go to her when she softly said, "What's the next lesson?"
I smacked her other ass cheek hard, loving my handprint on her. My girl had a punishment kink.
"That's for calling what we're about to do sex instead of making love."
She took a longer moment this time before saying, "We're making love, Amias."
I kissed her ass cheeks and slid a finger into her pussy. "You're getting wetter, Naya."
I moved my hands so I could pinch her brown nipples that were hanging down. She groaned.
"One day, I'm going to make you come by just sucking on your tits," I vowed.
I turned her around and on her back. Her face was bright with excitement, flush with arousal.
"No more lessons?" she asked innocently.
"We'll do it again next time. Did you like it?"
"I did. Very much. Did you?"
I pulled my boxers down, and she looked at my penis. She put a hand on the tip and teased the pre-cum. She tasted it.
"I want to?—"
"I know. But not this time."
"Why?"
"I'm not coming down your throat this first time, and that's what's going to happen if you get your hot mouth anywhere near me. I'm just about ready to explode."
I'd taken out condoms from my overnight bag and placed them in the bathroom. I should go get them, but I didn't want to, and that in itself told me everything I needed to know about how I felt for Naya.
"Naya, I want you bare." I looked into her eyes, wanting to make sure I saw nothing but acceptance. "But I do have condoms, so it's not a problem."
"Is it better without a condom?"
"I wouldn't know. But I…just don't want it with you." I couldn't explain to her this need to be skin-to-skin with her. I didn't understand it myself. All my feelings for Naya were new. I'd never had them before. They should terrify me, but oddly enough, they soothed and comforted me.
"Okay."
"You sure?"
She nodded. "But I know not to have sex without a condom with anyone else."
Say what?
"Are you seriously fucking telling me while I'm about to enter you that you want to fuck another man?"
She looked confused. "No. I…thought that you were teaching me about sex and saying condoms are always important, so I…." She closed her eyes tight. "Okay, that was a dumb thing to say." She opened her eyes to look at my penis. "Is it all soft now because of what I said?"
I couldn't help it and burst out laughing. "I think it's going to take a little more than that."
"What would it take?"
"Coming inside you would help."
"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked huskily.
I covered her and gently moved inside her slowly, so she would get used to me. My breathing was ragged, and I knew it would take a few times before she would be able to accommodate me comfortably. I'd done that much fucking research before deflowering a virgin.
"Pain?" I asked.
She had her eyes closed, and she shook her head.
"Naya," I said firmly, "Open your fucking eyes so I can see how you feel?"
She did as I asked.
"Good. Now, keep them open. Okay?"
"This is very embarrassing."
"Why?" I went into her another inch.
"We're naked."
I lifted myself on my elbows and took a nipple into my mouth. She got wetter, and I slid inside some more. I did the same to another breast, and when I raised my head, she was watching me.
"What arouses you more? Looking at me suckle you or how your breasts feel?"
"Both," she admitted.
"When you blow me, it's going to feel great but what's going to tip me over is seeing your lips stretched around my cock." I pushed in, and this time, I was fully seated inside her, my balls touching her ass. "Naya," I was about to explode; she felt so damn good.
Her hips squirmed, and I kissed her, wanting to be inside her in more ways than one.
"Does it hurt?"
"I feel stretched and…there's some pain but…not pain. Like when you spanked me. It hurt so good."
And that was it. My control snapped. I began to pump in and out of her, chasing my release.
I knew when I hit her g-spot because she began to throb around me, so I kept the angle and watched her face flush.
Her nipples were little hard nubs, and I promised myself that next time I was going to fuck her tits, come all over them.
"I'm going to come, Naya. You close, baby?"
"I don't know." She was writhing under me.
I found her clitoris as I leaned on one elbow, not slowing down, and pinched, not caring if it threw her into an orgasm because I couldn't hold on any longer.
When it was done, I lay on top of her, unable to carry my weight.
Her arms were around me, holding me close, soothing me, stroking my back.
She was kissing any part of my face she could get her lips on.
It was the sweetest thing a woman had ever done after sex, and I knew I was fucking gone for Naya.
After years of holding back for god knows what stupid reason, I had fallen headlong in love with my friend's little sister, who watched me with her doe eyes and an adoration I didn't fucking deserve.
But I was going to take advantage of it and keep her with me.
Having sex with other men? Yeah, that wasn't going to happen.