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Chapter Ten
"How am I doing? Are you having a good time?" he joked, removing the tension of my anticipation as he eagerly carried me upstairs. His lust-filled eyes darted between the top of the steps down to my bare chest.
His question made me laugh and tamped down some of my embarrassment, lack of confidence, and apprehension that arose from knowing I'd been about to have sex with a man who looked perfect and knew I wasn't.
My mature body wasn't that of a tight-bodied twenty-something woman anymore, and it had been over twelve years since any man, other than my ex-husband, had seen it or had sex with me.
On the top floor of the house, there was a second huge panoramic window that mirrored the one downstairs, and in the center of the room, on the back wall, facing the windows was a massive, custom-made bed and two cleverly designed nightstands.
I was surprised when I saw a beautifully elegant chaise lounge to one side and a large, expensive-looking telescope on the other.
The wide room was decorated in shades of gray. The floor was made of a mix of wooden boards in gray tones, the walls were painted silver, and his plush, inviting bedding was black and white.
The décor and the design were all quite luxurious, and although the color palette would have been too oppressing in most bedrooms, in Sawyer's room it had looked just right. My eyes were still scanning the room, but my mind was jolted back into focus when Sawyer threw me down on his bed.
With a break in our foreplay, I'd expected some kind of a reset to happen between us, a rewarming if you will. Sawyer surprised me when he dropped to his knees before me, reached for the button of my capris, and smiled wickedly up my body at me.
Leaning forward, he pressed small kisses on my lower abdomen, unzipped my pants and placed sweet kisses along each inch of bare skin he exposed.
A slight hesitation told me he was considering my needs when he glanced up my body to check my reaction. I gave him a soft slow smile. From then on nothing in the world could have prevented me from finding out how my red-hot rock star could rock my world.
As Sawyer curved his fingers around the waistband of my pants, my heartbeat raced so fast I felt it pulse deep in my throat. Blood roared in my ears, almost deafening me with the lopsided smile he gave me.
"Relax, Billie. Trust me. I'm going to take good care of you. I'm going to worship you the way you deserve to be," he murmured, as he ran his hands lightly over my abdomen again. "Trust me. Just relax," he coaxed again, and I realized how tense I'd become. My reaction was mostly due to anticipation of what was to come, but a small part of my nerves came from being aware my abdomen wasn't exactly flat nor toned, anymore.
"Take a breath, beautiful," he ordered. I immediately inhaled deeply. "Good girl," he said in a slow, encouraging tone. "How do you feel now?" he asked, seductively distracting me from my thoughts and his actions, as he tilted my butt and continued to peel my pants down my legs.
"So far, so good," I chuckled shyly, "Maybe a little self-conscious. Or hugely self-conscious," I corrected, then slapped my hand over my face.
"You're fucking adorable, Billie'. You may have been married for a long while, but you've still got an innocence about you that makes you stand out," he informed me, laughing softly as he discarded my pants to the floor. "Now, where were we?" he asked, as he rose to his feet and finished the job I'd started of getting him out of his jeans.
Dropping back to his knees again, he slid his warm hands from my ankles to my thighs, his callused fingertips contrasting with the softness of his palms. I shivered, my body quaking so notably I knew he could see it.
Without warning, he slid his hands under my knees, bent them up and splayed them wide. His soft hair skimmed over my thighs as he sank his head between them. Inhaling deeply, he nibbled at my bathing suit bottoms covering my neatly trimmed pussy.
When Sawyer lifted his head, the glint in his eyes told me he was all but gone. "You smell so fucking sexy," he mumbled, as his fingers slipped my bikini bottoms to the side and made way for his tongue. One swift lick sent a sharp shock wave through me and my back instantly bowed off the bed. He chuckled and looked delighted with my reaction.
"Baby, I love that you're so sensitive to my touch," he told me, as he hooked his fingers through the elastic and hurriedly dragged my swimming attire down my legs. "Hello, look at you, you pretty thing," he whispered playfully, before he explored my folds tentatively with his fingers and suddenly slipped one inside.
My heartbeat soared and my breath hitched, but Sawyer never broke stride as he leaned in, taking my clitoris into his mouth and began sucking it hard. "Oh, jeez," I muttered as he took me to the edge in seconds. I was rewarded with a snicker that blew his breath down his nose and it wafted over my pussy.
Another few sucks and lights flashed behind my eyes as an unexpected brain-melting orgasm tore through me. It felt so intense that I surprised myself when I screamed. I had never been a screamer.
"Mmm," he mumbled when I came on his tongue and continually held me in place, flicked my hardened nub as fast as his tongue could go and finger-fucked me with equal speed. When my nails dug into his scalp, because he wouldn't let me go, he switched it up and brought me down with long laps at my entrance with his hot and very talented tongue.
"Fuck, mmm …" I muttered breathlessly, as I recovered from my euphoric high and looked down at him.
"Your cunt tastes so sweet," he mumbled again, moving me farther up the bed and knelt between my legs.
"Don't say that. I hate that word," I admonished, seriously.
"What word? Cunt? This?" he asked, his fingers sliding over my entrance before moving in tiny circles over my clit. "We're grown-ups, right? You wouldn't talk dirty to me and call my dick a penis would you?"
I shook my head after considering his point, but the language still felt offensive. "I'd prefer something else if you don't mind." Without arguing further, I watched as he leaned over to his nightstand and pulled out a large box of condoms.
"Thought you didn't bring anyone here?" I challenged when I saw how easily he accessed his protection.
"Got to keep them somewhere, right? Where else would I put them? I know where to find them there." His answer had been a reasonable one and I relaxed again as he tore the packet with his teeth and rolled the thin sheath over the crown of his cock and down his shaft. "Baby, I know your kisses drive me wild and your pussy is delectably sweet. Now let's see what else I can learn about you." My heart almost burst with excitement because no man had ever spoken to me this way in my past.
