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BENNIE

As much as I wanted to let myself go, I was worried I couldn’t keep up with him.

I had experience with guys before, but no man had ever made me feel this way.

Joska made me feel powerful and confident, which at times could be overwhelming because I never had the chance to live out that side of me. I knew he wanted me, and I wanted him, but I didn’t want to disappoint him.

What if I couldn’t open up? Show him the side of me I knew was hidden deep inside of me? The one side that my ex used to suppress by being abusive toward me.

“Do you want me to stop?” Joska asked. He leaned back and kept me at distance as he watched me closely.

“No, I don’t want you to stop. But I need you to…” I stopped and looked down at my hands, unsure how to phrase what I wanted to say next. “I want this. You know I do. But I need you to go slow.”

Joska’s eyes never left me, and he gave me the time I needed. His hands covered mine, squeezing gently. “We can wait.”

I slowly shook my head. I was emotional, but I wasn’t unsure about this. “No, I want this. Tonight.”

“Okay.”

There was silence again, and I knew he was waiting for me to make the next move. He wanted me to take this into my own hands and show him that I wanted this. He was respecting me and waiting for me to give him the okay.

He was the first man who treated me right.

The first one who accepted me for who I was, and who gave me the time I needed.

I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. It was a slow kiss, but it told him all he needed to know.

He took over quickly, deepening the kiss and putting his arms around my waist to pull me closer. After a while, he got up from the couch and walked us over to his bedroom.

I had my arms and legs around him, holding on tight until he slowly lowered me onto the bed. He never broke the kiss and continued to kiss me as he leaned over me.

His hands moved from my waist to my hips, his touch gentle. I let him take control, wanting him to guide me through this.

He broke the kiss and trailed kisses along my neck, his tongue licking my skin to taste me. He muttered sweet words, praising me, telling me how beautiful I was. And that he’d make me feel good. He was assuring me that having sex with him would be nothing like it had been with any other man before. I would feel wanted. Loved.

He pulled up my sweater and placed his hand on my stomach before slowly moving it further up until he cupped my tit. He squeezed it gently, massaging it for a while before doing the same thing to the other.

I moaned, tilting my head, and arching my back.

“How does that feel?” he asked, his lips pressing against my jaw now.

“Good,” I breathed. I placed my hand on the back of his head, sliding my fingers into his thick hair. “Feels so good.”

He made a satisfied sound and pushed my sweater further up until my bra was exposed. He propped himself up on his elbow and dropped his gaze to my breasts. I watched his face closely as he reach under me, undoing my bra. When my breasts were out, he licked his lips and smiled. “You’re beautiful.”

His eyes met mine and I smiled at him, gently caressing his face. “Thank you.”

The tip of his tongue came out to lick his bottom lip, and when he lowered his gaze again, I closed my eyes to enjoy what came next.

His mouth covered one of my tits, sucking on my nipple as his tongue flicked against it. I moaned again, pushing my fingers back into his hair.

He continued to pleasure me with his mouth, switching from one tit to the other, and making sure both got the same attention.

I felt my panties getting wetter the longer he sucked at my tits. I wanted him so badly, but I was liking how slowly he was taking this. That way, I had the chance to enjoy every second.

His hand moved further down to unbutton my pants, and I helped sliding them down my legs, followed by my panties. His hand cupped my pussy, with his palm pressing against my clit as he ran his fingers through my folds.

“Fuck…” he muttered, lifting his head to look up at me. “So wet for me, baby.”

I bit my bottom lip and nodded.

It was all for him.

I wanted this so badly.

“Is it okay if I taste you down there?”

God, he was being so respectful. It made it so much easier for me to relax.

“I’ve never liked being…uh, licked down there,” I told him.

“Because the guys that did it didn’t do it right?”

I shrugged.

That was probably the case. It did feel okay, but it was painful after a while because my ex sucked too hard. He also dug his teeth into my skin right above my clit, which made it all a thousand times worse.

“Probably because they didn’t do it right.”

“Do you trust me?” he asked as he continued to slowly moved his fingers through my folds.

“Yes, I do,” I assured him.

“Then let me show you how good it can feel.”

I watched him for a moment before nodding. “Okay.”

He smiled and pressed a kiss to my lips before moving down, trailing kisses down my stomach. His tongue traced a path down my body until he was close to my pussy. Hovering over it, I felt his warm breath on my sensitive skin, tickling it.

He lifted his head up slightly and looked deep into my eyes, silently telling me to relax, and that it would be okay.

I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat. I needed to be comfortable, so I got rid of my sweater and bra before lying back down. And after taking a deep breath, I made myself relax.

I closed my eyes and he lowered his head again. I knew he would be gentle, and that he would stop if I asked him to. But deep inside I knew I wouldn’t have to stop him. He had been treating me so well ever since we first met, and I couldn’t imagine him messing this up now.

There was too much feeling between us. Too deep of a connection for him to mess this up.

He was nothing like my ex.

He was better.

Much, much better.

And I was lucky to have him.

JOSKA

She tasted incredible.

So damn sweet and addictive, and I didn’t want to stop.

I moved my tongue through her slit slowly, gently stroking her sensitive flesh as her pussy clenched. She was still a little tense, but every time the tip of my tongue flicked against her clit, her body relaxed.

I wanted her to come, but I would have to take it slow. I didn’t want to push her away by overwhelming her, but I just knew that once she got a little taste of what I could do to her, she would want more.

I placed my right hand on hers which rested on her stomach. Intertwining our fingers, I let her squeeze my hand as hard as she needed to. She could give me signs by doing so, and if she needed me to stop, she could just tell me.

But instead of pushing me away, she used her thumb to tell me that she wanted more. Her thumb stroked mine, encouraging me, telling me she was enjoying this. I used my left hand to keep her legs apart. I had it wrapped around her right thigh, keeping it in place to get good access to her pussy.

“Oh…” Her moans were the sweetest sound I ever heard. So damn sensual. So damn sexy.

Glancing up at her while keeping my mouth on her pussy, I saw her expressive face change from lustful to needy, then to eager. She was close and she wanted to come, but something was holding her back.

“Baby,” I said as I lifted my head and replaced my tongue with two fingers. I traced her folds to wet them, then gently pushed inside of her. Damn, she was tight, but she wasn’t resisting me.

Her eyes met mine, and a soft look washed over her face. “Yes?”

“You taste like heaven, and I know you’ll taste even better when you come on my tongue. Will you let me taste that?” I gently slid my fingers deeper into her while using my thumb to circle her clit.

She moaned and arched her back as she said, “Yes.”

“And do you trust me?”

“I do,” she assured me, smiling. “I always trust you.”

“Good girl,” I praised, continuing to slide my fingers in and out her. “I need you to let go. Take a deep breath and close your eyes, and I’ll make sure you’ll have the best orgasm you’ve ever had.”

“It will be my first,” she admitted.

I frowned. “Ever?”

She gave a small shrug. “The first a man has ever given me.”

So she had done it herself before.

I wanted to know more about that.

How, when. I wanted to know all the details.

But first, I would make her scream my name.

It didn’t take long after putting my mouth on her pussy again before she cried out, begging me to make her come. I didn’t stop, licking her, making her clit throb while my fingers were still inside of her.

Her hands were gripping my hair tightly, and with every thrust of my fingers, she moved her hips to get them deeper inside.

Needy.

God, she was so fucking naughty.

I glanced up at her as her moans got louder, and when her body tensed, I flicked my tongue against her clit faster to get her to reach her climax.

More of her juices covered my tongue, and as I drank up every last drop, she let herself go, crying out my name.

The grip in my hair tightened, and I continued until she went silent, gasping for air.

“Breathe, baby. You look beautiful.”

I watched as she opened her eyes to look down at me. Her chest rose as she sucked in a deep breath. A smile appeared on her lips, her eyes softening. “Thank you.”

I raised a brow and chuckled. “You’re thanking me? God, you’re too damn sweet.” I placed a kiss to the inside of her thigh before moving up to face her. With the tip of my nose touching hers, I whispered, “Don’t ever thank me for making you feel good.”

“But I’ve never felt this way. And I’m thankful for the way you make me feel,” she told me, her voice quiet.

I had no words for how precious she was. As naughty as she had gotten, and as much as she opened up to me sexually, she had the most beautiful heart a person could ever have.

We truly found each other. We were meant to be, and I would make sure to always give her what she needed to keep her close.

I took her mouth and kissed her deeply, needing to show her how much I adored her. My heart was beating loud in my chest, and I had this strong urge to tell her exactly how I felt about her. Those words had been lingering on my mind for a while now, but I didn’t want to overwhelm her. Not before knowing exactly what she felt for me.

Still, I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

I wanted her to be mine.

Officially.

I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, brushing a strand of her hair out of her face. “If what I say next overwhelms you, just know that I’m not pushing you to say it back. But I need you to hear me say it.”

Her big eyes searched my face. Her expression was soft. Curious but na?ve. “What is it?”

I smiled gently, admiring her beauty before saying, “I’m falling in love with you, Bennie. I never thought I’d say these words to a woman because I never wanted to open up my heart like this to anyone. But I couldn’t stop that from happening when it came to you.” I stopped and let the words sink in.

Her expression changed. Her eyes flashed with excitement. She wasn’t surprised about my words. It looked as if she had been expecting and wanting me to say it. Yet, she didn’t reply, although I could tell she wanted to.

She smiled at me and pulled me closer by wrapping her arms around my neck. She didn’t need to say a word. I could see it in her eyes that she felt the same.

That was enough for me.

For now.