Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Fender
Yes.
Fuck, yes.
Indescribable sensations flooded me when my mouth covered hers.
Her lips were so soft. The beast vibrated in my chest. She kissed me back tentatively, so sweetly inexperienced that my chest hurt with the desire to care for her and to soothe her nerves.
She was trembling even harder than me. She tasted like candy and Tempest, and I wanted to wrap her up and protect her.
I wanted to hold her to me so tight and never let her go.
I couldn’t, though. I couldn’t do any of that.
Instead, I forced myself to keep the kiss gentle. Gliding my hand up her back, I finally got to slide my fingers into her thick, gorgeous hair. Finally, I knew its softness, its weight and warmth against my skin. The beast rumbled in satisfaction.
Our height difference was a lot, so I lifted her carefully, and she squeaked against my mouth.
“I’ve got you,” I said and moved around the couch in my small living room. Gripping the arm of the couch, I eased us down, so she was sitting on my lap. I wanted to take her to my bedroom. I wanted her scent all over my sheets, but she wasn’t ready for that.
For now, until she asked for more, I was just going to hold her, kiss her.
She turned a little on my lap, her arms sliding cautiously around my neck.
I shuddered from the feel of her so close, of her holding me as well.
She pressed closer still, and the soft mounds of her breasts were hot against my chest. Fucking hell.
This was torture and utter fucking bliss.
Her round ass was cushioned on my lap, and I was trying really hard to control my dick, but it wasn’t easy when she was perched right on top of it.
The longer we kissed, and for now, it was gentle, lingering brushes of our lips, the more Tempest grew in confidence.
Her fingers slid around the side of my throat, and I teased the seam of her lips with my tongue.
She moaned against my mouth and finally opened for me, letting me in.
When her tongue tentatively touched mine, all control over my cock vanished, and it flooded hotly with blood until it was rock hard.
Tempest wriggled on my lap. “Oh.”
“Ignore it,” I said against her lips.
“It’s…it feels—”
“My dick is staying where it is, peaches. Ignore it,” I said again.
Her face was an inch from mine, and her eyes flared as she wriggled again. “Um.”
“What are you thinking? Communication, remember?”
She blinked up at me. “It feels really big…maybe too big.”
“Don’t think about it,” I said, instead of telling her she had nothing to worry about because she was made for me, and because of that we would fit together perfectly when the time was right. “Sex is off the table, right? At least for now.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
I had to make one more thing clear before we went any further.
“Like I already said, you know best what you like, and if you don’t know, we can work it out together, but that also means no grinning and bearing it or pretending you like something when you don’t.
” She started to shake her head, but I kept going.
“I see you, Tempest.” I brushed my thumb over her lips.
“You don’t like making waves or showing what you’re feeling.
You hide behind your pretty smile to avoid dealing with shit.
No hiding from me, yeah? This is too important. ”
Her entire body had stilled, then she blinked up at me. I’d shocked her, but I’d been right.
She swallowed thickly, but then nodded. “Okay.”
“Good, now you gonna kiss me again?” I said, to stop her from getting in her own head about it, and because I wanted her mouth badly. Not that she could miss it, the beast had taken hold of my vocal cords again.
She licked her lips, her eyes filling with excitement, and she nodded.
Then her mouth was on mine again, this time with more confidence.
We kissed for what felt like hours. I’d never just kissed a female, and never as long as this.
I should be going out of my mind, but I was seriously into it, giving Tempest whatever she needed for however long she needed was my whole world.
What I wanted didn’t factor in my mind at all.
But then she pressed her tits into me again, and her nipples grazed my chest. I couldn’t help but slide my hand up her waist, and I nearly fucking whimpered when she immediately made room for me, allowing me to take one of her full, soft tits in my hand.
I massaged. “Feels good?” I asked against her lips.
“Y-yes,” she said breathlessly.
I continued to make out with her, playing with her tits while she moaned against my mouth and wriggled on my lap.
The scent of her pussy was heavy now, rich, a deeper, more mouth-watering version of Tempest’s already addictive scent.
She was wet for me, really fucking wet. I wanted to taste her so badly, but that would be jumping several steps.
Tempest moaned and squeezed her thighs together. Oh yeah, her pussy was primed. She did it again, and the needy sound she made had my cock trying to punch through my jeans.
“You need something, Temp?”
She was panting when she pressed her forehead to mine and nodded. “I think so, yes.”
“Tell me.”
She slid her thighs together and squeezed again, then shuddered. Her face was already flushed from how turned on she was, but now it grew a deeper shade of pink. “I…I need…” She dropped her face to my shoulder, hiding from me. “Don’t make me say it.”
I rubbed her back. “You want me to touch you, baby?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“You aching, peaches?” I asked, somehow managing words past the lust clogging my throat.
“Yes.”
“If you want me to touch your pussy, baby, you need to let me in.” Her thighs relaxed instantly, and I chuckled. “I’m gonna lay you on the couch, okay?”
She nodded, and I shifted, sliding her down onto the couch and resting my arm along the cushion by her head. Now I could watch her when I touched her. She was wearing a long skirt that covered a lot of her, so I had no trouble sliding my hand higher, dragging it up as I went.
I slid my hand higher, massaging her inner thigh, then my fingers brushed over her underwear, and I had to grit my teeth.
Tempest had soaked them through, and the damp fabric cupped her sweet flesh to perfection.
My mouth went dry as I slid my finger along the seam of her pussy. “Can I take these off?”
Her chest was rising and falling fast with her panted breaths. “Y-yes.”
“Lift up for me,” I said, and when she lifted her hips, I dragged them off and shoved them in my pocket. Mine now. I slid my hand back up her soft, shapely thigh and cursed when my fingers slid against bare, slick pussy. “You like soft and gentle, or a firmer touch?”
More heat hit her cheeks.
“You’ve touched yourself, haven’t you, Temp?”
“Yes.” She dragged her teeth over her lower lip. “I...I like s-soft to start with, then…” Her pink cheeks were flaming now. “Then faster, firmer.”
With barely any pressure, I slid my finger through her silken folds, gliding over her tight opening and brushing her clit. “Like that?”
Her lips parted on a sweet little moan, and she nodded.
I kept it up, grazing her clit, teasing her opening, and was rewarded with more of her slickness sliding over my fingers. Her breathing became more rapid, and her thighs widened, hips lifting.
“More?”
She nodded. “Please.”
“You want me to just work your clit? Or you want my fingers inside you, Temp? Tell me how you like to get off.” What I wanted to do was push my fingers inside her tight heat so fucking badly, but this wasn’t about what I wanted.
“I’ve only…p-put them inside a couple of times.”
Motherfucker. “You want me to?”
She shivered. “Yes, please.”
I almost came in my jeans. I hadn’t expected to take it this far already, but she was right here with me, wanting more. “You got it, baby. You tell me if you want me to stop.”
She nodded, her lids heavy with lust. My little female was so fucking turned on. Sliding my finger through her pussy, I gathered all that slickness and slid the tip of my finger inside her, and groaned. Fuck me, she was hot and tight and perfect.
Watching her, to make sure she was okay, I slid deeper, then grazed her clit with my thumb.
Tempest arched against the couch. “Oh gods. M-more.”
I pushed my index finger all the way in, hooking it a little to get her just right, then started gliding in and out of her heat.
Her pussy was tight as fuck, I’d definitely need to take my time with her.
It’d be a while before I could fuck her properly.
That didn’t matter, though, we had an eternity ahead of us, I’d make sure of it.
A long drawn-out moan fell from her parted lips.
She was trembling, her fingers gripping my forearm with all her strength.
“Another finger?” I was growling now.
“Oh gods…yes.”
I slid out, then went back in with two fingers, and all the while I worked her clit and the spot inside her that would get her off so good. I wanted the first time I made her come to be mind-blowing. I wanted every time I was with her to be her best ever.
Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was breathing hard, begging me not to stop. I had no intention of stopping. Her moans turned to cries and her eyes snapped open. Her thighs snapped closed around my wrist and she lifted her ass, rocking against my hand as she clenched wildly around my fingers.
Tempest was coming hard for me for the first time, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
Her cries were unguarded. She was all about what she was feeling right then. Her gaze stayed locked on me, and I didn’t look away. Watching my female come for me for the first time, was the most spectacular thing I’d ever seen, and I wanted the memory locked in my mind.
She collapsed back on the couch, panting, trembling, looking so beautiful.
Tempest licked her lips, her breath shaking. Finally, she blinked up at me. “That was… I’ve never experienced anything like that.”