Page 16 of Unearthed Dreams (Sable Point #3)
I caught her mouth in another kiss, swallowing whatever she was about to say. Her little moan when I sucked her bottom lip between my teeth shot straight to my cock. Christ, the sounds she made... I wanted to catalog every single one, learn exactly how to draw them out of her.
My hands found the hem of her shirt, and I broke the kiss just long enough to ask, “Can I touch you?”
“Yes,” she breathed, but when I moved to get a better look at the pussy that had been invading my thoughts for weeks, she suddenly tensed.
“Wait!” Her hands flew to cover herself. “I—um—I haven’t... I mean, no one’s ever seen...” A furious blush spread across her cheeks.
Of course she’d be nervous—this was all new territory for her. I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “We can stop anytime you want. No pressure.”
She shook her head. “No, I want this. I want you. I’m just... embarrassed?”
“Don’t be.” I kissed her softly. “You’re perfect. Let me show you how perfect.”
I shifted to lay beside her, propping myself up on one elbow. “We’ll go slow. Just feel.” My free hand traced lazy patterns on her stomach, gradually moving lower. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
Her breath hitched as my fingers dipped between her thighs. The heat of her nearly undid me, and when I found her center, we both groaned. Christ, she was soaked.
“Is this okay?” I asked, circling her clit with gentle pressure.
“Yes,” she gasped, hips lifting to chase my touch. “Oh god, Kai...”
I captured her mouth in another kiss, swallowing her moans as I worked her higher. Her hands clutched at my shoulders, nails digging in as I slipped one finger inside her. So tight, so wet... the thought of being inside her made my cock throb. But this was about her.
“That’s it, pretty girl. Let go for me.” I curled my finger, finding that spot that made her whole body jerk. “Want to see you come apart.”
Her thighs started trembling, breath coming in short pants. “Kai, I’m—I think I’m?—”
“I’ve got you.” I increased the pressure on her clit, working her through it as she shattered. The sight of her coming undone, my name on her lips, was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
As she came down, I pressed soft kisses to her neck, her jaw, her temple. When those big blue eyes finally fluttered open, there was something new in them—a hunger that made my cock twitch.
“Show me how to touch you,” she whispered, reaching for me.
I caught her hand, bringing it to my lips. “You sure?”
She nodded, that adorable determination shifting her features. “I want to make you feel good too.”
I guided her hand down my chest, savoring the way her fingers trembled against my skin. “Like this,” I murmured, wrapping her hand around my cock. Christ, her touch was electric. Her fingers were so small, so delicate compared to mine.
“Oh! It’s so... warm.”
The innocent wonder in her voice nearly broke me. I showed her how to stroke, the right pressure, the twist of her wrist at the head that made my hips buck. “Just like that, pretty girl. You’re doing so good. ”
She bit her lip in concentration, brows furrowed, as she focused on the task. When a bead of pre-cum appeared at the tip, she looked up at me with those big questioning eyes. “Is that... normal? I mean, I’ve read, but I’ve never seen?—”
“Very normal,” I managed through gritted teeth. “Means you’re doing everything right.”
Her confidence grew with each stroke, experimenting with different pressures and speeds. When she found a rhythm that had me groaning, her face lit up with pride. “Like this?”
“Fuck, yes.” I was getting close, pressure building at the base of my spine. The sight of her focused so intently on learning my body, on giving me pleasure... it was almost too much.
“Can I...” she started, then blushed. “Can I see what happens when you...”
Jesus Christ, this girl was going to be the death of me. “You want to watch me come, pretty girl?”
She nodded eagerly, those innocent eyes dark with desire.
“Keep going just like that,” I instructed, voice rough. “Little faster now.”
She picked up speed, and I couldn’t hold back the groans that escaped me. The pressure built and built until finally?—
“Charlie, I’m gonna?—”
I came, spilling over her hand and my stomach. Her little “Oh!” almost made me laugh, if I hadn’t been so thoroughly wrecked by my orgasm.
Reaching for the tissues by the bed, I cleaned us both up, then pulled her against my chest. She nuzzled into me like a contented cat, and I pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
“Was that... was I okay?” she asked hesitantly .
I tilted her chin up to look at me. “You were perfect.” And she was—her curiosity, her eagerness to learn, her genuine wonder at each new discovery... it was intoxicating.
Kelsey had always been confident to the point of arrogance in bed. But Charlie’s genuine uncertainty, her desire to please... it made me want to spend hours showing her exactly how perfect she was.
She beamed at the praise, then let out a massive yawn that she tried to stifle against my chest.
“Get some more sleep, pretty girl,” I murmured, pulling the blankets around us. “We’ve got all the time in the world.”
As her breathing evened out, I stared at the ceiling, wondering how the hell I was supposed to keep pretending this was just about teaching her when my heart felt like it might burst every time she smiled at me.