“That’s it, fuck, baby, you look so pretty when you come.”
“That,” I pant when I come down from my high. “That right there.”
“What?” he blows again on my sensitive flesh. He is truly fascinated by my pussy.
“Praise. I like praise.”
Our eyes meet and he grins. “You do, baby girl?”
I nod. “I didn’t think I liked dirty talk because it can be triggering. I don’t like degradation, I’ve realized. But I like praise.”
He slowly inserts a finger. “You take it so well, don’t you? Look at how wet you are.” He coats his fingertips in my slickness and then I gasp as he sucks his fingers. “Fuuuuuck.” When he closes his eyes and groans, I’m done for.
“This is hardly fair.” My panting hasn’t ceased because he’s still playing with me. “I’m getting all the benefits.”
“Oh, don’t you worry, I’ve got plenty for you to do.”
My cheeks flush thinking about what he’ll let me do. Let’s face it,anyform of touching him is a good thing. I want that. I want that more than anything. “That sounds promising.”
He slowly slides his finger back inside, pumping in and out slowly, watching me from the source as I arch my back. Sawyer has a magic touch, there’s no doubt about it.
“So wet,” he says, his voice so low it makes me hot all over. I’ve never heard him like this before, and if he thinks doing this is his new hobby, admiring him is mine. “So perfect. Is this okay?” He inserts another finger and I nod.
“It’s good.” It isreallygood, but I want his cock. I don’t know how to ask for it, or if Sawyer is even willing to do that. I want his dick in my mouth, I want him to feel good, too.
It looks like he’s pretty settled on playing with me, and I don’t mind that one bit, but it prompts me to ask again, “What will you let me do?”
His eyes meet mine again. “What do you want to do?”
I don’t hesitate. “Return the favor.”
He swallows hard, then he nods. “I’d like that.”
It’s hard not to let my mind wander to all the bad things that happened to him. How sex, for him, wasn’t something he consented to, nor did he want, but now isn’t the time or place to be sad.
I also want to be the one who makes this pleasurable for him, just as he has done for me.
“I’ll do whatever you want, however you want,” I reassure him, arching my back when he curls his fingers. Oh, fuck, that is goddamn amazing. “If your fingers don’t send me to oblivion before then.”
He smiles, reaching up my body to squeeze one breast. “Come for me like this, squeeze that tight little pussy, that’s it, baby.” When he presses down on my clit with his thumb, I make a sound in the back of my throat that’s foreign to me. My god. Sex is so much better when you care about the person.When you love them. And I do love him. I know we said it to each other in a funny, friendship kind of way, but this isn’t that.I fucking love you.
“Sawyer!” I cry, lifting my hips as he pushes them back down. I see stars. Literally. I’ve never felt this kind of pressure before, and never had a g-spot orgasm. Previous lovers wouldn’t have a clue where to find it, and neither can I. I’m not that coordinated. But Sawyer is. He definitely knows his way around my body, and I love that he’s enjoying it.
He rides me through the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, and when I come back up for air, I’m a dripping, wet, sobbing mess. Jesus, this man is more than gifted.
“Open your eyes, that’s a good girl.”
Good girl.
Oh, I like that.
When I sit back up onto my elbows, I drift my eyes down his torso. His body is ridiculous. He has abs I could take a nap on, not that I’d get any sleeping done because I’d just want to stroke and play with him, just like he has to me. “I want to touch you,” I whisper. “Please let me touch you.”
He nods. “Where would you like to touch me?”
My lips part and my eyes drift south of his belt. “Your cock.”
A slow smile spreads across his face as he bites down on his lip. “I think I like my girl talkin’ dirty. You wanna do the honors?”