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Learning to Be Little Again(28)



“Really? I found a ticklish spot, did I?” he said, right before he started nibbling on it again.

“Stop!” I begged him, writhing underneath him.

Finally, he stopped and claimed my lips once again. As we were kissing, he moved his hand from under my shirt and slipped it under my pants and panties.

“Ahh!” I shouted as he flicked my clit. I could feel that my pussy was saturated. He flicked my clit a few more times and I knew I was right on the edge of orgasm. I could tell that he was too because his breathes were much shorter and I could feel his body tensing. But I wanted him to be inside me before either of us came.

“Fuck me, Robert!” I pleaded, as he broke our kiss.

His whole body froze making me feel like I had just made the biggest mistake in my life. “Are you sure? I don’t want to push you too far too fast, especially after last night.”

“Yes, please!”

“Okay,” he said, rolling off me and jumping off the bed.

I was ready to cry at the lost contact until I saw him quickly peeling a condom onto his length. As he was doing that, I shimmied out of my pajamas and was naked by the time he came back.

“You need your shirt off too,” I said, right before I lifted it over his head.

“Thanks. Now where were we?”

He brought his swollen lips down to mine and began to kiss me again as I ran my hands up and down his body. He slipped his hand between our bodies and started to rub my clit again, alternating between soft and hard circles. Again, just as I was on the edge, he stopped.

I was ready to scream at him for doing that to me for a second time when I felt his shaft at my opening. He slowly inched it in until he was finally settled in me. I felt so full.

“You okay?” he grunted.

“No! For gosh sakes, move!” I shouted. I hadn’t meant to scream at him, but he’d left me on the edge twice and I needed to come now.

A devilish grin flashed across his face, as he said, “Whatever you say, darling.” He pulled out of me and then slammed back into me.

“Oh!”

He continued to thrust in and out of me, building me towards an orgasm again.

“Juliana, come now!” he demanded, flicking my clit and sending me over the edge. Just as I was coming down, he grunted and I felt him orgasm. He stayed on top of me for a minute, then he pulled himself off me and rolled to the side.

I lay still, unable to move. All I could do was look at the stars still flashing past my eyes and just try to catch my breath. That felt fantastic.

“Wow,” he breathed.

“I know. That was amazing. Great morning sex after the best night of sleep that I’ve had in ages,” I said, rolling over and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“I’m glad I could help you have such a great night and morning.”

“You did. I think we should do this again, soon.” I didn’t want to freak him out, but normally I got about three to four hours of sleep. Last night, I must have gotten seven hours. After sleeping so little, seven hours felt like the longest sleep in the history of sleeping.

“I have a plan for us. You’re going to go and take a shower now, while I go make us some breakfast.”

“Ehhh… how about if we go take a shower together, then make breakfast?” I said as I wiggled my eyes up and down at him.

“No. If we do that, we’ll be in the shower all day. Now come on. Let’s get going,” he said, getting out of bed and giving my behind a hard smack.

“Ouch!” I yelled, jumping out of bed.

He just laughed as he left the room. I rubbed my backside and then turned and headed towards the shower. I knew that Robert was right, but it would have been much more fun if he’d joined me. Oh well, next time, I thought as I started the shower.



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After I finished my shower, I headed downstairs towards the smell of bacon and pancakes. When I walked into the kitchen, Robert was placing two plates filled with food on the kitchen table next to two glasses of orange juice.

“Right on time. Did you have a good shower?” he asked, taking his seat and gesturing for me to join him.

I walked over and sat down. “I did. Though it would have been much more fun with you in it.”

He smirked. “Yes, it probably would have been. But then, I wouldn’t have gotten the chance to make you breakfast. Besides, I wanted a minute to think about the discussion we’re going to have.”

“What discussion?” I asked, my mouth full of pancake.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, sweetie,” he said, taking his napkin and wiping the little bit of pancake on my mouth. “Don’t you remember? I told you that we’re going to discuss how you felt about role playing for the first time after Boyle.”