Page 77 of Love Unspoken

I went back to nuzzling her stomach, my hands on her thighs, streaking up to the promised land.

"I can smell your arousal."

Her hips shimmied. I watched her as I moved the fabric of her crotch and stroked her pussy. "How long have you been wet, sweetheart."

"Since this morning," she choked out and then moaned when I slid a finger inside her.

I pulled the finger out and licked to taste her. "I want more."

I pulled her panties down, and she balanced herself on my shoulders. As I did, I followed her scent and, using my hands to part her thighs, I did what I'd been wanting to do all fucking day. I finally tasted her pussy. I hummed as I licked her and swirled my tongue around her clitoris.

Her hands moved to my hair, clenching hard.

"You taste so sweet, Naya. Just like roses." I suckled her clitoris and inserted two fingers inside her, wanting to find her G-spot so I could…fucking hell, she was so responsive. Her cunt was clenching my finger tight. It would feel amazing around my cock.

She was crying out softly.

"You want to come," I asked harshly.

"Yes," she whimpered.

I sat back. She looked at me, incredulous that I'd stopped. "Get on the bed. On all fours."

She gaped at me. Oh, she was aroused as hell but also skittish.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because we have some lessons for you to learn before we can make love, darling."

She was squirming as she stood in just her bra. "And take the bra off. Now, on the bed."

"I can't do that."

"Do what?"

"What you're asking."

"Now, Naya. Or I'll make you," I commanded coldly.

Watching her battle with herself was fucking erotic. She slowly went to the bed that had been turned down and crawled up on it. I watched her in the mirror above the fireplace as she sat on her ankles as if contemplating.

"I don't have all night, Naya," I barked. "Now."

"But, Amias, my back," she protested, her head down.

Pain seared through me. She was battling her shyness earlier; now, it was her scars. I wanted to comfort her, but instinctively, I knew that was not what she needed.

"I don't give a shit. Do as you're told."

It took a while, but she did, and I closed my eyes as I heard a small sob come out of her. Was this a mistake? Should I take a different approach with her? I should've consulted a shrink about this. That's what I should've done. What if my instinct is wrong, and I fuck her up more than she already was when it came to sex and intimacy?

TWENTY-SEVEN

AMIAS

I removed my clothes as I walked to the bed. I left my boxers on and got behind her.

"Oh, Naya." I put my hand on her ass and squeezed. "You're so beautiful, baby. Your pussy is pink and…" I licked her, and she almost moved away in surprise, "delicious."