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Be calm. Be gentle. Don’t scare her.
The reminder almost doesn’t work, but her shivering and tentative touches stop me from moving too fast. I step away to cool my heated blood. Once I regain control of myself, I lead her to the bed where I kneel in front of her.
“Little lamb, do you know what you’ve been doing to me all night?” I graze my hand up her calf.
“If it’s anything like what staring at this opening of your shirt has done to me, I’d call us even.” She caresses my neck to the fastening of my shirt where I refrained from wearing a tie. “Your throat is very distracting. Honestly, I barely controlled myself from demanding that you open a few more buttons.”
“Why didn’t you?”
Kenya ducks her head. “I think I may be a little possessive when it comes to you. I don’t like the idea of other women ogling you.”
“I never would have guessed, especially after that display you put on for Cheryl Lee.”
Kenya hits my shoulder but there is no pain. I’m able to relax into the moment that I’ve built up in my head because she is no longer tense or working herself into a nervous frenzy. I snake my hand up her thigh, reveling in the way her skin reacts to my touch.
She gasps and her eyes widen. I open my mouth to demand that she tell me what I’ve done to surprise her when my finger brushes soft, wet flesh.
“You’ve been like this all night?”
“Absolutely not.” Kenya shoves at my arm, but I keep my hand resting against her opening. The shy woman I first met makes a reappearance. “What did I think I was doing? I’m no femme fatale.” She gives up trying to move my hand from its tempting position and she drops back on the bed and covers her face with her arm. After sneaking a peek at me, she admits with a groan, “I snuck into the bathroom at the restaurant before we left. Any earlier and I would have died from embarrassment. You have no idea how relieved I was to get inside here. I kept imagining a rogue breeze flipping my skirt and exposing me to everyone. Can you imagine?”
“Why should I imagine it when reality is so much sweeter?” I flip her skirt and inhale her arousing scent.
“Well, when you put it like that, I guess I have nothing to worry about.” Kenya rests on her elbows to watch me.
I retrieve one of the vibrators. “Which will come faster, you getting completely naked or you coming?” I set the vibrator on the lowest setting and rest it against her clit.
“Holy… mph.” Kenya falls back. “If that’s a threat, I don’t think you know what a threat is,” she moans.
“Why would I threaten you?” I increase the pulsing on the vibe. “I just want to keep count. See how many times you come before you beg me to strip you bare and fuck you with my cock.”
“Can I skip to the begging now?” She writhes beneath the toy. “You’ve kept me waiting long enough,” she wails while pinching and pulling on her breasts.
“What about all that preparation you needed earlier?” I tease while increasing the pulse again. This time the device alters the rhythm.
“I’m prepared, I swear.”
I lick the moistness seeping onto her thigh. “You can do better.”
Higher and higher, I increase the pulsation attacking her sensitive clit. Her moans become long, deep, guttural cries until her body shudders her release. While she comes down from the endorphin high, I select the next toy. This one simulates sucking.
“Little lamb, can you give me one more?”
She turns glazed eyes on me. “Will you be with me this time?”
“I’m always with you.” I caress her cheek. “Even when you fly solo.” I press the device against her and turn it on.
“Oh father God, Adonai, Allah, Jesus, Haile Selassie!” she screams.
Watching Kenya fully realize her pleasure allows me to manage the desire rampaging inside me. Because tonight isn’t just about sex for me. Knowing how tenuous everything in my life is, sharing in this experience with Kenya will sustain me no matter what happens. I soak up her pleasure, feed off the joy and freedom it brings her. My selfishness knows no bounds because everything she is and does fulfills my needs on a level so deep it’s subterranean.
When she comes again, her body quivers and a jet of her cum sprays me. I quickly lap up her juices, savoring her and sending a wish to the heavens that she will let me continue to worship her for eternity.
“Cameron,” she pants. “Please can I have your dick now?” She pulls at her dress although her body is uncoordinated after her exertions.
I help her undress and do the same. As I apply a condom, she crawls further onto the bed.
“I hope you aren’t thinking about taking things any slower with me. It would be a shame if I died from waiting to have you inside me.” Kenya spreads her legs wide and dips her fingers inside herself. She moans, her half-lidded gaze communicating her need as effectively as her wet pussy.
