by Opal Carew
The sound of her breathing seemed deafening as she tried to draw in enough air.
I sit back up, taking you with me and pull you onto my lap facing me.
Unbutton your shirt for me, baby. I want to see you.
She quivered at the thought. She wanted to.
That’s right. All the way. Mmm, yeah. I love that. My cock is getting harder as I watch you.
She couldn’t help herself. She unbuttoned her top under the blanket, heat dancing through her, making her ache for him.
Now pull it open.
She finished releasing the bottom button and did as he said.
Oh, fuck, the sight of your breasts takes my breath away.
I kneel in front of you. Brush my lips against your temple, then down your neck. I can feel the goose bumps dance across your skin.
Now I want you to take off your bra for me.
She quivered and nodded her head. As she reached behind her back and unfastened the hooks, she couldn’t believe she was doing this.
She slid the straps from her shoulders and eased the garment away from her body, then tucked it beside her.
Oh, yeah, baby. That’s perfect. Your naked breasts are so beautiful.
Even though she was still covered by the blanket, she felt exposed.
I want to touch them. To suck them.
He paused, the silence hanging between them.
She fidgeted. Why didn’t he continue?
Then she realized he was waiting for her permission. He didn’t want to move too fast. Even though he wasn’t actually touching her, he didn’t want to spook her.
She nodded.
I glide my hands over your soft breasts. Oh, they feel so good, baby. My fingers find your hard, aching nipples. Fuck, they’re so tight.
She quivered at the thought of him touching her like that. Her nipples hardened and swelled in need. A soft moan escaped her throat.
He chuckled softly.
Ah, that’s right, baby. I love your sweet little murmurs as I stroke those hard buds.
Oh, God, she couldn’t help herself. She ran a hand over her breast and squeezed lightly, then her fingers toyed with her swollen nipple through the lace of her bra.
She quivered at his soft laugh.
You like that, don’t you?
“Yes,” she whispered.
That’s good, baby.
When I cup them in my hands like this… feel your hard nipples against my palm… Ah, fuck, baby, you are so hot.
Mmm. So beautiful.
My cock is hard and aching. I need you so bad, baby. Mmm. I want to taste you. Take your throbbing nipple in my mouth.
I’m leaning down now and… imagine my lips around you. Softly suckling on your tight bud. Oh, yeah, so sweet.
The thought of him taking her nipple in his hot mouth sent need rushing through her. She whimpered softly as she tweaked her hard bud.
And those whimpers. Fuck, my cock is throbbing.
Part of her wanted to stifle her sounds. Not to let him know how turned on she was. But a greater need swept away the embarrassment and urged her to just let go. To enjoy the feelings he elicited in her.
Oh, God, to just feel the pure, sexual pleasure.
I’m unzipping my jeans now and taking out my aching cock. It’s so hard and stiff. I’m stroking it while I admire your breasts. Goddamn, you turn me on.
She moaned softly at the thought of him releasing his long, hard cock. She wanted to open her eyes. To see what would probably be a massive, thick cock.
But she knew if she allowed herself that, she might balk and ruin everything.
So she kept her eyes tightly closed and just imaged the ghost him kneeling in front of her, staring at her breasts, his big cock in his hand.
Now I’m cupping your breasts again. Do you like the feel of my hands on you?
“Yes,” she breathed. Oh, God, she wanted him to come over here right now. To touch her for real.
A little fear bubbled up at the thought, but she breathed through it. He wouldn’t come over here unless she asked him to.
I’m grabbing my T-shirt… my gaze never leaving your rose-colored nipples, so tight and hard… and pulling it over my head. I toss it aside, then pull you tight to me.
Fuck, your soft breasts against me, those hard nipples teasing me… Baby. I’m so hard for you.
Can you feel how hot my skin is against your tight buds?
She nodded, emitting a small moan. Her hands cupped her needy breasts, wishing it were his hands.
I capture your lips, gliding my tongue inside your sweet mouth. Kiss me back, sweetheart. Stroke my tongue.
She licked her lips, wishing she could taste his mouth.
Mmm. Nice. Now lean back and let me see you again.
Yeah, so beautiful. I stroke my finger over your hard nipple. I roll it between my fingertips.
Weak with need, she squeezed her nipples, and tweaked them, sending pulses of pleasure straight through her pussy. She whimpered softly.
Fuck, baby, I love your sweet whimpers when I do that.
I lean in and take one in my mouth. Swirl my tongue over the hard bud.
His warm chuckle rumbled through her.
That’s right, baby. Arch forward. Fill my mouth with your swollen nipple.
She wanted to fling off the blanket. To expose herself to him for real and beg him to come to her.
Feel the heat of my mouth around you. Mmm. Yeah. So nice.
I press my hand to the small of your back and pull you forward. Fuck, you’re pressing against my aching cock. Oh, yeah. Rock your body against me.
He groaned softly.
God, that feels so good.
She ran one hand down her stomach and pressed on her groin. Thinking of his hard shaft pressing against her there, even through the denim of his jeans, sent her hormones pulsing.
Ahhh, you keep doing that and you’ll make me come. I’m so fucking turned on.
The neediness in his voice thrilled her.
Your hand slides between us, and glides down my stomach. Oh, yeah, you’re stroking my throbbing cock.
God, she wanted to do that. She wanted to wrap her fingers around his hot, hard erection and stroke it. Feel it pulse in her hand.
Fuck, baby, I need you. Let me feel you, too.
I watch as you pull down the zipper of your jeans. You take my hand and press it to your belly, then guide it downward. Into your panties.
Heat surged through her blood at the thought of him touching her there. She unzipped her jeans and slid her fingers inside her panties. God, they were soaking wet. When she touched her slick folds, it almost hurt she ached so much.
My fingers find your slick flesh.
Ah, fuck, baby. You’re so wet.
Mmm.
His desire-ridden, masculine sigh shuddered through her.
I dip inside your velvety warmth. Mmm. Heaven.
I push inside you. Stroking. My cock pulsing with need at your soft murmurs.
She pushed into her slickness. Her fingers stroked her passage as she caressed her nipple with her other hand. Heat crackled along her nerve endings.
I love knowing you’re so turned on because of me.
I pull my fingers from your wet folds.
She whimpered, her internal muscles tightening around her fingers. Squeezing.
His murmured laugh sent quivers through her.
Your little whimper thrills me. Don’t worry, baby. I’m not going anywhere.
I pull you against me again and cup your ass. I lift, then turn you around and sit you on the couch.
Take off your jeans and panties for me, sweetheart. Yeah, that’s right. Slide them down and drop them to the floor.
Could she do that? She shivered, then gathered the courage to push down her jeans, letting them fall to the floor. Not her panties, though. She couldn’t…
Ah, fuck. Now open your legs. Mmm. I love the sight of your naked pussy. Glistening it’s so wet.
She was sti
ll covered by the blanket, but she imagined she was open to him. Exposing her most intimate self.
I kneel in front of you and dip my head down. You feel my raspy cheek against your inner thigh as I stare at your delicate folds.
She trembled. She was so turned on. She wanted him to touch her for real. She wanted it so badly. If only she could find the courage.
I stroke them, to your sweet murmurs.
She stroked her slick petals of flesh.
“Ohhh, yes,” she sighed, imagining his big hand gliding over her.
I’m going to taste you now, baby. Burrow my tongue inside you. But first I’ll just lick.
Mmm. Do you like that? My tongue gliding over you?
I can hear your breathing quicken.
“Yes,” she whimpered. “Ohhh.”
I lick again… then press my tongue into your opening. Your soft moans are making my cock harder. Fuck, I want to drive inside you so badly.
She arched against her hand, moaning softly.
I open your folds and stare at your clit. Red and swollen. I press my tongue to it and tease with soft flicks. Fuck, I love your moans. Mmm. Now I suck it lightly.
She flicked her finger over her clit. Delightful sensations swelled through her.
She trembled at the sound of his warm masculine chuckle.
What’s that, baby? You want me inside you? You want me to fuck you?
Oh, God. Yes, she did. So badly.
Goddamn, that’s exactly what I want to do right now. Sink my aching cock deep into you.
She stroked her clit faster. Imagining his big fingers stroking it.
I straighten up and move close between your open thighs. Damn, I need to be inside you. I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke it as I watch you, naked and trembling in front of me.
Do you want me to fuck you, sweetheart?
His words were a soft murmur that curled through her.
“Oh, yes,” she whispered
Yeah, baby. I’m going to give you what you want. I’m going to fuck you now.
I press my cock against your slick opening. Fuck, I want to be inside you so bad.
He sucked in a deep breath.
I slowly glide forward… Slowly…
She arched her hips forward. She stroked her clit faster.
Fuck, I love the feel of your hot, warm flesh closing around me. Gripping me tight.
I slide deeper and deeper. Filling you with my cock.
She pushed her fingers deep inside her canal, pleasure swelling through her.
You like that, don’t you, baby. Me pushing inside. Stretching you.
She nodded, her breathing labored.
Ohh, now I’m all the way in. I can hear your heart pounding right next to mine. I tighten my arms around you. Holding you close. Breathing in the floral scent of your long, silky hair. Oh, yeah.
Mmm. Oh, baby.
She could hear him draw in a shallow breath.
She sucked in a breath, too, imagining his big body pressed tight to hers. Imagining breathing in his musky male scent.
Mmm. I’m so close, sweetheart. With your soft body snug against me. Your hard nipples pressing into me. Your pussy hugging me tightly.
Her internal muscles tightened. God, she wanted to feel his big, hard cock inside her.
I’m starting to move now. Ohhh.
His needy moan took her breath away.
My cock sliding into you.
Mmm. Slow. Deep. Penetrating thrusts.
“Ohhh, yes.”
Oh, fuck, baby. It’s hard to hold on.
His voice was growing thicker. More filled with need.
My cock is throbbing to release inside you. I glide my hand down your stomach and find your clit. I stroke it as I move in and out.
She stroked faster on her clit. Pleasure pulsed through her.
Do you like that, baby?
“Yeah. Yeah,” she said in clipped, needy sounds.
Now I slide my hands down and cup your beautiful round ass. I pull you in closer, my cock driving even deeper into you.
She moaned at the thought of his thick shaft deep inside her.
I rock my hips and you can feel my cock stroking deep inside.
“Ohhh, yes.” Her insides quivered with need.
Are you close, baby?
Are you going to come for me?
She stroked faster, lost in the fantasy and…
“Oh, God.”
Pleasure swelled through her. Powerful. Rippling through her whole body.
Oh, fuck, yeah. Come for me.
“Yes.” She sucked in air, the swirling sensations pushing her closer to the edge. “Oh, Tal, you’re making me…”
She gasped, then plummeted over.
“Come…” Her body shuddered against her hand as her hips rocked, her fingers stroking her clit mercilessly.
Fuck, you’re so beautiful, baby. Ohhh, yeah. I love watching you come.
Mmm. I’m coming, too. Yeah. Oh, fuck.
Oh, God, the sounds he was making—deep breathing, husky masculine murmurs—drove her orgasm higher and higher.
Was he really coming? Or just acting for her benefit?
It didn’t matter. He was here. Sharing this with her.
Oh, baby. I can’t believe what you do to me.
The sound of his voice, catching on the words, rippled through her. Her moans filled the room.
That’s right.
Keep coming for me. So beautiful.
The last shudders of bliss rocked through her and she collapsed on the couch, sucking in deep breaths of air.
Oh, baby, I wish I was with you right now, holding you close, my arms around you.
She trembled at his now tender, breathless tone.
Oh, God, she wanted that, too.
But he was here. Sitting only a few feet away.
Her cheeks burned as she realized she’d just brought herself to orgasm right in front of him. She shivered. What must he think of her?
But she was sure he’d enjoyed it. And had come, too.
Maybe.
She wasn’t sure.
She sucked in a deep breath, keeping her eyes closed. Would he come and sit by her now? Try to convince her to go for real this time?
Now keep your eyes closed. I’m going to come over there. I’ll lean in and kiss you. That’s all. Just one kiss.
She ached at his gentle words.
Then I’ll go. Nod if that’s okay.
She could hear his voice moving closer and she froze. But without conscious thought, her head nodded.
She could sense him nearby now. Then felt his breath on her neck.
Mmm. I’m glad you trust me.
Ohhhh, God, she wanted him. Wanted him to sweep her up and carry her to bed. To insist that they make love. Help her past her fears.
His lips brushed her neck… right at the jawline near her ear… and she let out a soft, breathy gasp.
His soft sigh against her skin, sent liquid heat seeping through her whole body.
Then his lips brushed hers. So briefly she didn’t have a chance to respond.
I loved our time together, baby.
I’ll be back, whenever you need me.
His words were murmured right against her ear, his breath sending tendrils of hair fluttering across her temple.
When she felt him move away, panic rushed through her.
She didn’t want him to leave. She didn’t want to be left here alone like she was when she listened to his recording.
* * *
As Tal moved away from her, Sonny’s eyelids opened and she gazed at him in alarm. Then she grasped his arm.
“Please, don’t go.”
Fuck, it had been so beautiful, knowing he’d been able to make her come. His words painting a fantasy of the two of them together. Their bodies joined.
He was thrilled to give her that.
But it had left him aching for release. He couldn’t bring himself to come when she was so vulnerable.
/> This had been for her.
So he’d wanted to slip away quietly. Give her time to collect herself. Be alone with her thoughts, without his presence making her uncomfortable.
And to go to his own apartment and relieve his aching cock.
But now, she didn’t want him to leave.
“Of course, baby. If you want me to stay, I will.”
She tugged on him until he sat down beside her. She leaned in close and he wrapped his arm around her.
Her body was so soft and warm.
She snuggled against him, as if she wanted to be even closer.
“Come here, baby.”
He guided her onto his lap, helping her keep the blanket wrapped around her. Both of them knowing she was nearly naked under the soft cloth. The thought did nothing to alleviate the aching in his groin.
But he cradled her in his arms. Her sitting across his lap, her head resting against his shoulder.
“Thank you,” she murmured softly. “For helping me.”
He brushed his lips against her forehead in a soft kiss.
“My pleasure,” he said softly. “I told you, anything I can do, I’ll do.”
She rested her hand on his chest as she nodded, her fingers stroking absently.
He loved this. Having her in his arms. Keeping her warm and protected.
After a few moments, her soft breathing told him she was asleep. He sat there, just holding her, wishing this would never end.
* * *
Sonny opened her eyes, then blinked at the bright rays of sun shining in her window.
She was lying in her bed and… there was an arm around her. As her chest clenched, she gazed down at the thick, muscular arm, covered in tattoos.
Then it all came flooding back to her. Tal and her kissing on the couch, him easing her back… her panic. Then how he’d pretended to be her own private audio recording. Her face flushed hotly as she remembered acting out what he said. Opening her top. Shedding her clothes. Touching herself.
Oh, God, I came with him right in the room.
She sucked in a slow, ragged breath,
“You’re awake.” Tal’s smooth-as-silk voice curled through her.
She nodded.
“You fell asleep on my lap. As nice as that was, I didn’t think it would be good for our backs to sleep all night like that, so I moved you in here. Don’t worry. I slid you under the covers with the blanket still wrapped around you. And I slept on top of the covers.”
She could feel the plush coverlet from her couch still cocooning her body.
