“Are you sure?I don’t want…”
Before he finishes, I’m pulling off my extra layer of a sweater, and his words trail away.“I’m sure,” I tell him, and the look in his eyes has my stomach flipping.
“I want to taste every inch of this beautiful body.”He brushes each word into my skin, his lips dragging along my shoulder and down to my chest, where my tank top still covers my body.Pressed against the wall, my head falls back, opening myself up to him.His hand roams, cupping my breast, molding it in his palm before he trails it down my torso, opening my jeans.
“Yessss,” I pant, whimpering when he grazes the waist of my underwear teasingly.I’ve never wanted a man to touch me as much as I want Sawyer to right now.
“Your little whimpers are going to be my undoing,” he lifts me from the wall, walking me to the dining table, the one half covered in paperwork and kids’ crafts, all now swept to the side as he sits me on the edge.
“I’ve ruined your suit… again…” I push his jacket from his shoulders, seeing the dirt that was on me now covering his white shirt.
“Better take it off, then.”He makes quick work of it, unbuttoning then removing his shirt, and I swallow.I saw him half-naked last night, so his bare chest isn’t a surprise, but it’s just as breathtaking in the daylight, even more so, as I can fully see every chiseled muscle on his chest, all the way down to the six-pack that ends with that little V-shape men get.My mouth waters at the sight.
“Your turn.”He waits, his breathing labored, and I grab the hem of my top and lift it off my frame.My long hair falls around me, now only in my bra and jeans.
“So fucking beautiful,” he groans like it pains him, lifting his hand as his fingers softly run down my bra strap, all the way until he dips them inside my cup.
I look him in the eye as I move my hand around my back and unclasp my bra, slight nervousness sprinkling down my chest.I haven’t been naked in front of a man in a very long time.Even with Steve, it wasn’t like this.He never admired me, never looked at me the way Sawyer is.Pulling the bra down my arms, I drop it on the floor.
“Fuck me…” His lips come back to mine with a needy groan.His hands are on me, molding my breasts, feeling my curves.My whole body heats, shaking with lust.Last night, I had my first orgasm given to me by a man in years.And right now, I really want to have another one.
“More… I want more…” I whisper as my hands move to his waist, and I grab his belt, undoing it, then I open his suit pants.
“Lie back.”
I ease myself back, the table feeling a little unstable underneath me as his hand runs down my bare body, between my breasts until he hits my jeans, which are still undone.Grabbing them at my waist, he pulls them down my legs and off my body, and I’m left in nothing but my plain white cotton underwear.No lace in my life; this is as sexy as I get.I start to feel mortified and move my hands to cover myself.
“Don’t move,” he grits out, then he lowers onto the chair, positioning himself at the table, right between my legs.
“Sawyer?”I’m unsure until I feel his kisses on the inside of my thigh, and it dawns on me exactly what is going to happen.
“Relax, Mama,” he murmurs, probably having felt me stiffen.His hands smooth up my legs, before they land on the inside of my knees and he pushes my legs farther apart.
Nerves take over me as I stammer, “I’ve never… I mean, I haven’t.”
“You’ve never had a man go down on you?”I swallow, my heart ready to pound right out of my chest.
“No.”Shaking my head, I wince as I look down at him.From where he’s still placing light kisses on my inner thighs, his eyes find mine.
“If you want me to stop, I will, but I really want to taste you right now… I want to make you come on my tongue.”He doesn’t move, waiting for permission.My thighs quiver as I nod eagerly.
“Yes…” I’m too scared to speak too loudly in case I start begging.
Moving closer to my center, his finger traces over the cotton fabric that still separates us.My body almost liquifies as I lean back, my head hitting the table, my legs spread with Sawyer between them.
“Oh shit…” I whisper to myself in anticipation and disbelief, but I feel Sawyer’s grin on my skin, knowing he heard me.
“Fuck, you have a pretty pussy.”My cheeks heat instantly as he pulls my underwear to the side.Before any other words can be spoken, his tongue swipes through me, making me gasp.I hold my breath as he circles around my clit, my arousal now heightened even more.My legs widen automatically, letting him in closer, and his two hands push my thighs farther apart.
“That’s it,” he encourages me, and I start moaning like it’s my job.
“Oh my God,” I pant, the sensations overwhelming.His hold on me is tight, his tongue working magic, and then he sucks on my clit, and my back arches completely off the table.
“Sawyer!”I gasp as my hands fling to his head and fist his hair, but he hasn’t finished.He keeps sucking and lapping at me, and my body starts trembling.This is new, the blissful feeling wrapping around my body, and I think I’m having an out-of-body experience.I’ll wake up from this dream any minute, I’m sure of it.
I’m chanting words that I can’t even comprehend as he eats me like I’m his last meal.I had no idea it was this good.I had no idea what I’ve missed out on.I’m so glad I don’t have neighbors nearby, because they would hear everything.
“You gonna come for me, Mama?”He speaks against my clit, sucking, then licking, the rhythm making my eyes cross.I bite my bottom lip as my whole body tenses, and with one last tease of his tongue swirling around and around, I detonate.
