“Uh…what do you mean?”
As it dawned on him that she was far more innocent than he thought, he simply said, “Oral sex, darlin’; I plan to kiss and lick and suck on your pussy until you scream my name.”
Holy shit! Her ex had never done that to her. Any orgasms she had ever had were self-induced and she had a suspicion they would pale in comparison to what Rhett could do to her.
“I…I see.”
“Ah darlin’, you will. Soon, yeah?”
“Mmhmm,” was about all she could get out as he had begun nuzzling her neck while his hand played around the waistband of her capris. Oh.emm.gee. The feelings racing through her body had her in a daze. His strong, very capable hands and lips, not to mention his tongue, had worked her into a feeling frenzy, for lack of a better word! Deciding she wanted to reciprocate some, she leaned in and nuzzled the side of his neck that she could reach, while running her hands up and down his back. His scent called to her – clean, fresh, earthy. All him. She could feel his erection pressed against her and part of her - okay, more than one part - wished that he had been prepared to take this further, but she also knew that she needed this build-up, because his touches and caresses and kisses made her feel cherished and adored, maybe even loved. Something she’d never felt before. As she nuzzled, kissed and even nipped his neck, trying to show him how good he was making her feel, it dawned on her that this man had become everything to her. He was one of her best friends now, and they had shared so much. This time right now? Was the culmination of months of talking, flirting, working out, sharing meals.
As his hand slipped beneath her waistband, he could feel her intake of breath. “Darlin’, you okay?”
“Um, yeah.”
“I’ll stop if you want me to,” he said, knowing it would kill him, but she was what mattered, not what he wanted.
“No…no, I’m good.”
He could feel the lace edging of her panties as he slipped his hand further down, stroking her as he continued to kiss down to her breasts again. He could feel the heat coming from her as his hand slowly stroked the edges of her panties where her thighs met. As his fingers moved closer to her pussy, he could feel how soaked she was. For him. One swipe across her lips as he captured her nipple in his mouth. Hearing a low moan, he glanced up and saw her head back as her legs moved restlessly. “Rhett,” she moaned “That…that feels so so good.”
As his fingers continued their gentle assault on her pussy, he moved back up and captured her lips with his, his tongue mimicking what his fingers were now doing. As his thumb now massaged her clit, he pushed a finger into that molten heat. So tight. Warm. Wet. He couldn’t wait until he was fully embedded, but tonight, he wanted to give her something she likely had never had before other than at her own hand. Kissing her neck, he worked his way to her ear, where he whispered, “Amy, you’re so wet and tight. I want to watch you fall apart when I make you come on my hand.”
A low moan was her response. She was completely incapable of coherent words at this point. Holy shit, his fingers were magic. She had never felt this before, a pulling sensation that was building.
Adding a second finger, he could feel her getting wetter and knew she was close. He watched her; her hips moving as she tried to get him deeper. With the way their legs were entwined, he knew she could feel his erection against the inside of her leg, so he moved his own hips, pushing as close as he dared.
“Oh…oh my God…Rhett,” she cried out as she shattered beneath his fingers. He watched her come apart and realized he had never seen anything so magnificent. She was stunning. He continued to slowly stroke her as she rode out her orgasm, then withdrew his fingers and hand. He watched her as she came back down, seeing the flush across her chest and face. As she opened her eyes, he could see the blush deepen, and deciding to push the envelope a bit more, he slowly licked his fingers while she watched. Mmmm. Just that taste had him wanting to bury his face in her pussy. Maybe for days. “Darlin’, that was the hottest thing I think I’ve ever seen, watching you come on my fingers. And this taste of you? Has me wanting more. I hope you’re prepared because I’ll be spending some serious time eating your pussy.”
“Ohmygosh…. Rhett…” she moaned. “I…I’ve never felt like that before. Ever. But…what about um…you?”
“Tonight was about you, darlin’ Amy. All about you. Now, though, I want to cuddle with you in your bed tonight if that’s okay?”
“Okay. Um, you know I sleep with a bipap machine, right?”
“Yeah, darlin’, remember, you used it when I was here when you had your period.”
“Oh, that’s right. Um, what are you going to sleep in?”
“Darlin’, I normally sleep nude, but will keep my boxers on, okay?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Just want to be able to hold you tonight.”
As they got up and she made sure everything was locked up for the night, he went out to his truck and got his bag. He wanted to grab a shower before bed, maybe that would relax her a bit more.
“Going to take a shower, darlin’, then if you want, we can watch a movie.”
“Okay. Um, the towels are in here. I’ll grab one in my bathroom and meet you in my room.”
“Sounds good to me.” He couldn’t wait until they shared one, but was smart enough to realize tonight would not be that night.
As she showered, she replayed all that he had done to her. Holy hell, she had never felt like that before and if that was just foreplay, she figured that the actual deed was going to kill her. Especially since she could tell he wasn’t small in that area at all. But what a way to go! Finishing her shower, she got dressed in her sleep shirt and shorts, then grabbed her brush so she could brush her hair out and plait it before bed. It seemed to help keep her mask on better and her hair no longer looked like Medusa when she got up in the morning. Bonus!
Reaching her bed, she noticed that Rhett had beaten her, and had grabbed them each a bottle of water. He already had the remote in hand and was looking for a movie. She secretly hoped it was a chick flick, that was the mellow mood she was now in after his earlier ministrations.
“Come over here, darlin’, and let me brush your hair,” he said as he patted the space between his legs. Crawling up on the bed, she got herself situated then handed him the brush. Ah, she loved having her hair brushed. And he was so so gentle, working out the tangles and smoothing the curls, occasionally dropping kisses on the back of her neck. Who knew that was an erogenous zone? Now what was he doing? Holy hell, he was massaging her shoulders. Any residual tension in her body was seeping out courtesy of his very talented fingers.
“Mmm…I love having my hair brushed, Rhett. Thank you.”
“Darlin’, I enjoy touching you. All of you. You’re one of the sexiest women I’ve ever known. Beautiful, smart, giving, hot.”
“You’re making me blush. Again. You need to stop!” she laughed.
“Ah, that’s one of my missions in life now, making you blush. And laugh. And come. Often.”
Deciding that this was a conversation best changed, she got the brush and moved it to the nightstand before curling up next to him. He dropped a kiss to her forehead, then asked what she wanted to watch. “Nothing scary or bloody. Everything else is wide open.”
He found a relatively new release, looked like a romantic comedy to him, and put it on. Turning off the lamp on his side, the room was now lit with the TV.
“Amy, I enjoyed tonight. A lot. How would you feel about us both getting tested so that we might not have to use condoms for too long? I want to feel all of you, but only if you’re willing.”
“Yeah. That would be fine. I know I’m not on anything, though, but I can check with my doctor and get on birth control. Because of my PCOS, it’s unlikely I’ll ever get pregnant, but I’d rather be safe than sorry.”
“Is that why your periods are so hard, sweetheart?”
“Um, yeah. I get cysts on my ovaries and my hormones are all out of whack. It’s
also a contributing factor to how hard it has been for me to lose weight. My doctor said that while I could get pregnant, it’s not going to be easy.”
Kissing her quickly, he said, “That’s fine, darlin’. Whatever you want to do is fine.”
He couldn’t believe this woman. He didn’t know much about that condition, but thought one of his sisters-in-law had dealt with the same thing; he was going to do some research because suddenly, he could see them together, kids running around, a few dogs, maybe some cats. And where he had never thought about settling down before, he knew that this woman was the one.
“Darlin’, Amy? Sweetheart, you fell asleep. Don’t you need to put your mask on to sleep?”
“Mmhmm,” she replied, without opening her eyes.
“Well, you need to do it then, okay?”
Waking up just enough, she rolled over, turned on the machine and put her headgear on. Once she was set, he curled his back into her front, pulling her closer as he covered them with the blankets.
“G’night, Rhett,” she mumbled, already going back to sleep.
Kissing her neck, he softly responded, “Good night, darlin’, sweet dreams.”
Chapter 11
Amy woke up slowly, still caught in the deliciously sexy dream where Rhett’s head was buried between her thighs. Gosh, that dream was so lifelike, it felt like it was still going on and she was awake! Reaching her hand down, she encountered hair. Whipping her mask off, she looked down to see Rhett with his head buried between her thighs, tongue and fingers working her over rather thoroughly.
“Rhett…what…what are you doing?” she rasped out.
“Mmmm, darlin’, having you wrapped around me all night, I woke up and decided I needed a taste,” he responded, never stopping with his fingers moving in and out.
“I thought I was dreaming,” she moaned.
“No, no dream.”
Throwing her head back, she gave in to the feelings coursing through her body. Reaching down, she began toying with her nipples, which seemed to go straight to her pussy, where Rhett was busy licking and sucking and finger-fucking her. Holy hell, what a way to wake up. As her orgasm built, she started moving her hips until Rhett laid his arm across her hips. “Come for me, darlin’, let me feel that sweet pussy squeeze my fingers.”
“Rhett!” she moaned as her orgasm washed over her, leaving her sated and limp.
Continuing his ministrations, he let her ride it out, lapping up her juices. God, she was gorgeous with her head flung back, curls everywhere and that flush going from her chest to her cheeks. Sliding back up her body, he settled between her thighs so she could feel what she did to him. Leaning in, he kissed her deeply, licking and nipping her lower lip. “Good morning, sweetheart.”
“Mmm, good morning. What a way to wake up! I…I’ve never had that done to me before!”
Laughing at the look of amazement on her face, he kissed her nose and said, “Well, get used to it because you are my new favorite dish to eat! Now, since we can’t go further, what say we get up and get breakfast and go work out?”
Before he could get out of bed, she reached over and grabbed onto his erection, which was tenting his boxer shorts. “Um, I want to repay the favor first, if that’s okay?” she asked shyly.
“Darlin’, you don’t have to but I’m not going to stop you,” he said, laying back to give her access.
“Well, seems to me, you’re going to have to take those off first, yeah?”
Slipping his boxers off and tossing them over the side of the bed, he laid back down and put his hands behind his head. This was her show and he wasn’t going to try to direct things.
She knew he was watching her as she looked her fill. Holy hell, how on earth was that going to fit in her? Well, she wouldn’t worry about that today, instead, she wanted to give him the same pleasure he had given her. Reaching over, she spun his nipple ring. “I really like these. Did it hurt?”
“Not for too long. It has made me more sensitive, though, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing.”
As she crouched between his legs, she reached out and touched him. Feeling her soft hands on him almost had him coming, just like a horny teenager. She leaned over and nuzzled him, then licked from the base to the tip before she took just the head into her mouth. With her hand, she cupped his balls, slowly and gently stroking them as she began working her mouth down his length. She knew it wasn’t all going to fit and for a minute, she was worried she wouldn’t satisfy him, but she could tell that he had gotten even harder, if that was possible, since she had started sucking on him. With her other hand, she stroked what she couldn’t get into her mouth, and when she heard his low moan, knew she was on the right track.
“Harder, darlin’, stroke me harder,” she heard him say before he reached down and placed his hand over hers and showed her how he liked being stroked. Once she had it, his hand then went to cup her cheek, fingers stroking softly. Using her tongue as she sucked, she continued to lick and suck him while she stroked him with one hand and massaged his balls with the other.
“Fuck, Amy! Darlin’, I’m going to come soon unless you stop.”
Stop? Pssh. As if that was going to happen. Increasing her speed, she could feel his body tightening and then she was swallowing, swallowing, swallowing as he moaned out her name. She continued, easing off the pressure, until she felt him pull away. Giving the head one final kiss, she leaned back and licked her lips.
“Holy shit, darlin’, I think that’s the best head I’ve ever had!” he mumbled, pulling her onto his chest and kissing her head.
With a slight blush covering her cheeks, she looked at him and said, “I’m glad you liked it. First time for everything, yeah?”
“Liked it? I fucking loved it…wait, what do you mean first time for everything?”
“Um…well, that’s the first time I’ve ever done that but I wanted to give you the same pleasure you gave me this morning.”
“Darlin’, if that was your first time, I may die if you get any better!”
Giggling, she pushed back up and hopped out of bed, saying “Well, it’s a good thing I know CPR then, huh?”
“Ah my sweet, funny girl! C’mon, let’s get dressed and go get some breakfast.”
Chapter 12
Two weeks later
Amy waited in her doctor’s office for her results. She had gone the day after they had started fooling around and gotten tested, and also gotten on birth control. The door opened and Dr. Joseph walked in saying, “Good morning, Amy! I hope you weren’t worried, but I wanted to go over all your test results with you.”
“I am a little concerned. I had asked for a standard STD test panel as I have a new boyfriend and before we get involved sexually, I want to be sure I’m clean. He went and had the same done with his own doctor. Is everything okay?”
“First of all, that all came back clear. What I wanted to go over were the other blood test results. You’ve lost fifty pounds and I am very pleased to tell you that it seems your thyroid panels have stabilized so no more switching dosages, and your cholesterol is well within the normal range now. Congratulations, young lady. Your hard work and determination has reversed many potential issues that could have presented in the next five to ten years. You are now within ten pounds of the ‘high’ range of your recommended weight, your BMI is now down to twenty-seven so you’re on track with that as well, and most importantly, I can see the difference in you. It was never really about the weight but about getting healthy and you have done a fantastic job, young lady.”
“Thank you, Dr. Joseph. My boyfriend owns the gym where I started working out, and he has been a huge encourager in this journey, pushing me to challenge myself almost daily. I wasn’t always happy in my skin, but now? I feel like I have the confidence to take on the world. In fact, we are running a 5k in a few weeks!”
“Great job. Now, you know since you just started the birth control, you’ll want to use an alternative method to prevent pregnancy. I know you’v
e always worried about your PCOS, but the weight loss and more importantly, the change from fat to muscle, has improved any chances you might have of getting pregnant.”
“Um, well, he plans to use condoms for the time being.”
“Sounds like you’ve got a good man.”
“He really is, Dr. Joseph. Couldn’t be happier. Thank you for meeting with me today.”
“My pleasure. I’ll see you in a month, but I can honestly say if you don’t lose another pound, you are just fine the way you are now.”
Leaving the doctor’s office with her test results in hand, she couldn’t stop smiling. Life was good these days and she felt like she could tackle any obstacle in her way. She knew a lot of it had to do with Rhett, his encouragement since she started at the gym, the affection and attention he showered on her without being creepy about it, and his patience as he waited for her to be ready to go to the next level. Thinking over the past two weeks and just how much “playing” they had done, she knew she was blushing. That man! His voice! His hands and fingers and lips and tongue! Holy hell, if she went up in smoke without the actual “deed” what was going to happen when they finally did? What a way to go, though, death by sex.
Getting into her car, she heard the ping letting her know she had a text. Swiping her phone, she saw it was from Rhett.
Rhett: Hey darlin’, wanted to see if you were done yet and we could maybe go to lunch?
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