Page 17 of I Was Always Yours


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“Use your words, Beautiful,” he mutters into my ear, before gently nibbling on the lobe.

I cough to clear my throat, my mouth suddenly very dry as I try to form words, ignoring the throbbing in my pussy that is begging for him to put his fingers back where they were. “Yes, I’m wet, and it’s all for you. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on,” I add with a laugh, and the smile it brings to Lee’s gorgeous face makes my heart flutter.

No! Stop! No feelings. This is just sex, nothing more, and I need to keep reminding my stupid heart of that.

Thankfully, Lee’s sexy, dirty mouth distracts me again. He’s staring at me, his sparkling blue eyes locking with mine as he purposefully brings his fingers up so they are resting between us. His first two fingers are glistening from the juices that are coating them—my juices. A small part of me wants to shrink away, embarrassed that I’m so wet, but then I remember that Lee doesn’t want me to hide from my sexuality. He wants the confident, sexy version of me.

“You are so wet, and I can’t wait to see what you taste like,” he states before bringing his fingers to his lips, and whilst maintaining eye contact, he swipes his tongue across his digits, devouring my taste.

Fuck. That’s quite honestly one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. There’s that small part in the back of my mind telling me that should embarrass me, not turn me on, but the fire in Lee’s eyes is impossible to ignore.

Once he’s licked every last bit of skin on his fingers, he leans forward to whisper in my ear again, and this time I bite my tongue to try and stop the shiver I know he saw last time. But the minute his warm breath hits me, I can’t control my body's involuntary reaction. As my body quivers, he chuckles lightly against my ear. “You taste delicious, and now I’ve had a sample, I’m ready for the full meal.”

My eyes widen at his words, and before I have time to process what he’s doing, he pulls my soaked panties off and throws them onto the floor in the corner of the bedroom while he sinks to his knees beside the bed. He throws my legs over his shoulders, opening them up wide, my core spread open just inches from his face.

I don’t know why I do it, but I can’t help dropping my hands so they are covering my exposed core. I guess I can tell myself to be sexy, but sometimes instinct just takes over and the self-conscious version of me wins out, even when I don’t want it to.

Lee reaches up and takes hold of my hands, each one surrounded by his large, calloused fingers as he moves them to my side, pressing them there, making it very clear I shouldn’t move them. I risk opening my eyes and look down to see his fierce, piercing blue gaze. The intensity in his stare makes me want to look away, but I don’t—or I can’t. I’m transfixed, looking at Lee who is staring at me like I’m one of the wonders of the world, and I don’t even know it.

“You are so fucking gorgeous, I can’t wait to taste you,” he growls, leaning forward as he lets go of my hands, so he can use his to spread apart my thighs. I’ve never been so exposed, and I guess, vulnerable. But the way he’s looking at me, it makes me feel almost safe.

“You don’t have to do that, honestly. I know not all guys like to do it, and I understand…” Great, now I’m babbling and I can’t stop talking. I don’t know why I’m trying to talk him out of it. I’ve been wanting to know what this really feels like for a long fucking time.

You see, the guys I’ve fucked in the past have either been too caught up in seeking their own pleasure to send any my way, or they have just never wanted to do it. One guy said the idea repulsed him, but of course he wanted me to swallow his cum. I did have one guy ‘give it a try’. He did one of the most pathetic licks through my slit before saying he didn’t like it, his face scrunched up in a look of revulsion. I’ve never felt so disgusting in all my life, and after that I never really encourage guys to try it anymore. It was just another thing I thought was wrong with me and my body.

But, if the way Lee is looking at me right now—like he wants to devour me whole—is anything to go by, I don’t think the problem all this time has been me. More likely the guys I’ve been picking. Although, I think deep down, I kinda already knew that.

“I will say this again… the other guys you’ve been with are tools. I am going to taste you, and have a pretty good feeling once I do, I’m only going to want more,” Lee growls, his voice a mixture of anger—no doubt at the other guys—and something that sounds a little like amazement. Like he can’t quite get over how much he wants to taste me.

He doesn’t even wait for me to respond. Instead, he uses his fingers to part my pussy lips, and as the cold tips of his fingers connect with my heat, a delicious shiver races up my spine, and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning. He leans forward, pulling my legs farther over his shoulders, forcing my legs to open wider, and as soon as I feel his warm breath against me, I’m a goner.

The warmth of his breath is nothing compared to the feeling of his wet, hot tongue sweeping through my folds. All my nerve endings down there feel like they are on fire, and it’s a sensation I’ve never felt before. This time I can’t hold back my moan of pleasure, and I’m surprised to hear Lee groaning too.

Once he knows we’re both enjoying it, that seems to be all he needs to hear as his movements become frantic. His tongue sweeps through my slit, his tip circling around my clit before flicking over it, driving me fucking crazy. But, if I thought that felt amazing, it was nothing compared to when he pressed his tongue into my entrance, making sure to swirl all around, tasting all of me and getting me impossibly wetter.

My moans become more intense and every time Lee moans, I feel it vibrate around my clit, which is a totally new sensation, and one I happen to very much fucking love. Once I get over that initial embarrassment, and just live in the moment, I open my eyes and look down at Lee. He’s looking up at me through hooded eyes, a devilish glint in his gaze as he rakes his tongue through my pussy lips, and that’s when I notice movement out of the corner of my eye. I look down to see him fisting his cock, stroking it up and down slowly. His head looks even more purple and swollen, beads of pre-cum pooling on the tip, making me want to taste him again even more.

Lee continues devouring my pussy, licking and sucking until he’s driving me mad. The muscles in my lower abdomen start to tighten, and the nerve endings across my body feel as though they’re about to explode. Beads of sweat are pooling on my forehead, and my heart is racing as I chase the orgasm I know isn’t far away. No guy has ever given me one before, and so I’m surprised Lee was even able to get this far. But he doesn’t just get me close, he goes all the way.

My orgasm crashes into me, completely unexpected, and it’s like fireworks are exploding around my body. My eyes clamp shut, and I try to open them, as I want to see what he thinks of me falling apart, but I’m too lost in the moment. My legs shake and my body goes rigid for a moment, but Lee doesn’t relent. He keeps casually flicking his tongue over my sensitive area as my moans of pleasure fill the bedroom. My fingers are clamped in his hair, and it’s not until I start to come down from my orgasm that I realise I was pulling his hair pretty fucking tight. His skull must be stinging badly right about now. He doesn’t seem to mind, and I’m not exactly functioning enough to apologise.

Once my body starts returning to normal, the feel of his tongue against my sore clit is too much, and I use my hold in his hair to pull him away from my sensitive area. I hear his breathing get louder, intermingled with grunts and moans, and that has me opening my eyes straight away. I see Lee fisting his cock harder and faster now, his movements becoming more frantic, and it’s clear he’s close to the edge. I want to see him fall apart and so I find my sexy, confident voice.

“Come for me, Lee. I want you to come on me, now,” I instruct, grabbing his attention with my breathy yet firm voice.

Lee stands up, towering over me as I continue to lie on the bed. He stands between my legs, his cock just above my exposed pussy. Lee increases his movement, making sure to rake his thumb over his engorged head, spreading the pre-cum beads with each swipe. His moans become more desperate, and I can feel my core clenching as I watch this gorgeous man fall apart before my very eyes.

It’s not long before he finds his release, coming with a loud roar as spurts of cum shoot from his tip, coating my lower stomach. He continues to pump slowly, pulling rope after rope of cum out and spreading it across my skin. I look down to see the creamy white patches of cum splattered across my lower stomach and pubic area, and I can’t help myself. I lower my finger and scoop up a bit of his cum. I feel his eyes on me as he watches what I’m about to do next.

I don’t hesitate to bring my fingers up to my lips, sucking his cum into my mouth. The salty liquid explodes across my tongue, and it’s even more of an intense flavour than the pre-cum, but there’s something oddly good about it. I think it’s because I know it’s Lee’s, and I would devour as much of him as I possibly could.

I’m so lost in the moment, that it takes me a few moments to even realise what it means that he’s finished now. I mean, I know I encouraged him to come, and fuck do I absolutely not regret that, but at the same time, I’m not ready for the evening to be over. I wanted so much more. I can’t keep the disappointed look from my face, and I know the moment Lee sees it, because his brow furrows like he’s confused, and I don’t blame him. How do I explain that I’m sad this night is over? I know we can do more next time, but I’m still so fucking turned on, and all that talk of fucking without a condom has me so wet and desperate.

“What’s the matter?” Lee asks, and I try to avert my gaze, but he reaches out to take hold of my chin, raising it until I have no choice but to meet his gaze.

My voice comes out barely above a whisper. “I’m just not ready for this to be over. I kinda wanted more… I mean, it’s okay. I understand, it’s just…”

Fuck, Em. Can you please stop babbling?I lecture myself, reminding my messed up brain that sometimes saying the first thing that comes into my head isn’t always the best thing to do. I mean, what we have done has been fun, and it was so fucking hot I can hardly blame him for blowing his load. But of all the ways, and particularly after all that sex with no condom talk, I had such high hopes for more. I don’t want to basically accuse him of premature ejaculation, which I think I may have just done, but dammit he asked!

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