“I’ve got a hell of a lot on my plate, but you are officially my favorite thing to eat.” I hooked my lips on the pert little nipple escaping through the fabric of her dress, and a moan radiated out of her body and straight to my balls.
“I don’t know how much more I can take.” She sighed, arousal causing breathless need to weigh down her words.
“More of what, beautiful?”
“You. I need you. Inside me.”
“Juliette, don’t tell me that. I’m trying to do the right thing. The fact that you’ve never had an orgasm makes me think there’s maybe a few other things you haven’t done, and I don’t want to rush—”
“You’re not rushing me. I want this. I want you to have it. I’ve been holding on to it for no reason.” Her sweet little body squirmed beneath my heavy one. “I want to give it to you.”
“You don't know what you’re saying to a man like me.”
“Yes, I do. I know exactly what I’m saying.” The way her lower lip pouted out as she defended herself only drew me in more, made my cock pound with painful desperation.
“The stuff I like is intense, Juliette. Things I want to do to you might take some working up to.”
“Working up to? Like what?” She narrowed her eyes adorably.
A cocky, one-sided smile turned my lips before I held up a finger. “For instance—” I leaned across the bed and pulled out a little velvet bag. The clink of metal chains working against each other was audible. Juliette’s eyes shot open, the sound clearly surprising her.
“I want to make you come—” I pulled the metal from the sack “—with these on.”
Her mouth popped open, head turning to the side as she inspected it. Her fingers reached out, whispering across the chilled metal. “Nipple clamps?”
I trailed the cool metal along her chest, letting it pool in her cleavage and loving the way her eyes rolled back a little, her thighs shifting. “Not just nipple clamps, a clit clamp too.”
“A clit clamp?” Her fingertips dug into my biceps, tongue darting out to run along her already swollen lips.
“You’d be surprised what a little pressure in the right places can do for pleasure.” I pulled the fabric of her dress off her shoulders, revealing the outline of her gorgeous tits, encased in a silky black bra. “You're fucking edible, Juliette.”
I pushed her tits together, desperate to bury myself between them and deep inside her. I unhooked her bra, pulling it from her delicate shoulders and then attaching my lips to the source. She sighed and gripped her petite fingers in my hair as I tugged and nipped at her nipples, cooling them and warming them, hopefully sending her body into overload. Just as her thighs were working against my hips like she was trying to grind out her own orgasm, I secured one of the tiny nipple clamps to her pretty pink bud.
She sucked in a breath, eyes shooting open and fingers tightening in my hair.
“Every time you tug on my hair, it takes everything in me not to bury myself inside you.” I licked at the beautiful peak of her other nipple, securing the clamp quickly then moving my palms down her body.
“Don’t wait then.”
“I’ve waited long enough.” I slipped her panties down her thighs. “And I’m ready to make you come again.”
She squeaked when I clamped the metal on the hard nub of her clit.
I slipped a finger inside her, nearly dying to find she was even sweeter than she had been earlier. “You're soaked, little one.”
She clamped down on her lip, hips bucking.
“Do you like my finger inside you? My tongue on your skin?”
She nodded her head fiercely.
I pulled at the zipper on my pants, pushing them down my thighs and freeing my cock to the night air.
Her sleek tongue darted out, eyes burning back at me as she looked from the place where my cock hovered at her entrance then back to my eyes. “Please.”
“Please, what?” I pushed the head of my cock through her searing hot silken flesh.
“Please, I want more. I need more. I need you.”
Something primal roiled my gut, every muscle in my body tensing as all thoughts outside of her ceased. “I can’t tell you how much I needed to hear those words.”
In one swift movement, I’d locked our hands together, fingers entwining as my cock pushed past her tight entrance. In slow movements, I breached her body, losing my mind and finding my heart all in the same moment.
“Jesus, you feel good, Juliette.”
Her fingernails dug into my back, my movements slowing as I waited for her body to adjust to mine. My cock twitched and flexed, raring to take and claim what he knew was his, but I waited because I loved her. I waited because I didn’t want to crush her heart, and that was the most fragile thing she was giving me tonight.