Bought for Love(16)

“What the fuck am I doing?” The shake of his head signaled that he had to be as disgusted with me as I was with myself. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. Tears slid down my cheeks as I attempted to push him off.

“Stop, sweetheart.” He pushed me back down on the bed and pried my thighs open. His fingers slid over my wet folds through the thin material of my panties, and I felt the moisture seeping. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”

My body loved what he was doing but I was mortified. Shaking my head, I couldn’t meet his eyes.

“Maybe it will feel good if I did this.” His fingers slid under the elastic band of my panties and rubbed over that sensitive flesh in slow unhurried movements. I cried out at the incredible friction and forgot for a moment how I’d embarrassed myself.

“I like you wet for me, little one.” That unbearable tension began again and I lifted my hips toward those magical fingers. God! What was this? I wanted to scream in frustration as he continued to rub over my slick flesh.

“Please!” Stop this torment, I wanted to beg. My entire body was on edge and reaching toward some unreachable goal. I felt his long finger inch inside me and then a dam broke flooding me with the most unimaginable bliss. My core clenched repeatedly around the thickness of his digit and I cried out loudly. I gasped for air when the sensation finally died down.

“What did you do?” I could only look up at him in awe as he slid his finger from my clenching flesh.

“I gave you your first orgasm.” He brought the finger he’d entered me with to his mouth and suckled it. “Delicious.”

How the man could look so pleased while doing that amazed me. That finger had been inside my body! Grasping his hand I pulled it away from his lips. “Don’t.” Making a face of disgust, I had no idea why he would do something like that.

“You taste like heaven and I can’t wait to lick every drop of you.”

He wanted to lick me there? “You can’t.” The thought of his mouth tasting me that way, was oddly thrilling and disturbing.

“Trust me, you’ll love it.” The smile that broke over his handsome face made me want to give in, but I wasn’t sure I’d survive him doing something so intimate. “Tell me to taste you.” The words were a soft demand that seemed to dare me to defy him.

My heart, which had somehow found a normal rhythm, raced again. The man had just given me my first taste of true passion and as much it embarrassed me, I didn’t want to disappoint him, either. Biting my lip hard, I tried to think. Did I want him angry again? I hated it when I felt I’d disappointed him. “Taste me.”

I barely whispered the words before he lifted my hips, pulled away the scrap of silk covering me, and he spread my thighs wide. His head dropped between my legs and his tongue devoured me until I was writhing in pleasure. I was holding my breath as he licked, nibbled, and suckled.

“Breathe, little one.” He lifted his head, his face covered with my essence and smiled like a man who just been given the greatest gift in the world. Adjusting my legs over his shoulders, his mouth found me again and that magical tongue delved in deep inside my core.

My cries of pleasure filled the room as he loved my body in ways I’d never known existed and once again I found paradise. His teeth bit down lightly on that small nub that I’d never known could be so sensitive, and I screamed.

Lifting his head, he smirked before moving up to lie beside me. “I love how easily you come undone for me, Emily. You’ll be a pleasure to train.”

I had no idea what he meant, but he moved his hand to the snap on his pants, unsnapping, then pulling the zipper down. Grasping my hand, he slid it under the band of his underwear, and I marveled at the feel of him. He was so hard, yet the skin covering his sex was almost soft, it was an amazing contradiction.

Lifting his hips, he pushed his pants down and I continued exploring his member. He groaned at my untrained exploration. I liked knowing what I did pleased him. “Make me come.” He demanded softly.

“I don’t know how.” After the pleasure he’d given me, I wanted to do the same for him. It was disappointing not to know what his body needed.

He lifted his hips again, pulling his underwear down so I could finally gaze upon him and I gasped. I’d never seen one before, but his was beautiful. My fingers wouldn’t wrap around the circumference of him, so I slowly squeezed before letting go and tracing my fingers down the long length.

“No, wrap your hand around me again, sweetheart.” He groaned when I complied. “Now start at the base and move your hand up and down while lightly squeezing.”