his strong arms let her feel safe, wanted for the first time in her life.
He laughed. “I told you every time you come I just want more of you.”
“I can’t help it. It just happens. I’ve never done that before.”
“Ah, Casey, I love it when you come so easy for me.”
He soaped his hands then slowly moved over her shoulders then down between her legs. Picking up the wash cloth he squeezed, the water truckling over her. Leaning back he held her, his arms around her. She wasn’t any where close to what he had thought. She was a gift, his to love, to give and receive pleasure. He’d take it slow, show her his wants and needs and at the same time learn hers.
“Bed,” he said lifting her out of the tub. He dried her, then himself. Cuddling her close he carried her to bed.
She snuggled against him, wanting the warmth of his body. He was gentle now, not trying to scare her any more, showing her new things she was starting to find pleasure in. She ran her hand slowly over his chest, feeling his muscles ripple. She wasn’t sorry. She wanted all him. She’d never felt really safe before but with his arms around her she did.
“Open for me Casey,” he said, leaning in over her kissing her. “You’re going to cripple my cock and kill me before the night’s done. Will you come for me one more time?”
“Can’t,” she whispered.
He teased one nipple with his tongue. “Roll on your tummy,” he said. He arm under her he lifted her a bit, pushed one finger in then two moving in and out. She didn’t stiffen or try to get away this time. He used his other hand, rubbing his thumb over her clit.
She slammed back into him.
“Ah Casey,” he whispered
“Why do I want more all the time?” she moaned.
“You like it just like I do. Soon you’ll want even more, need more then I’ll help you. It’ll be okay.”
He wrapped his arms around and pulled her close. “Not right away Casey, when you’re ready okay?”
It had been a long time since he’d felt like he could trust again. He knew it wasn’t just the sex. She trusted him. Hell, maybe she could even learn to love him a little bit. He’d never spent so much time, been so gentle or patient with any woman. He’d always taken what he wanted then left. Somehow she was different, felt different. He wanted more of her every time he touched her.
“Casey will you ride me like you do your horse? Would you do that for me?”
“Yes,” she smiled, knowing she would do whatever he wanted. He’d hurt her a bit, but he’d been right. She liked what he’d done and wanted more.
He lay on his back stretched out, his hands behind his head. She looked at him, all of him, seeing the beauty in his body, the warmth in his eyes. She ran her finger over him, his cock twitching.
Cupping his balls she said, “I’m going to explore all of you.”
One finger rubbing the tip of his hard rigid cock, he jerked.
“Do I get turn?” he asked.
“No. You had your turn,” she answered, dragging her tongue across his nipple, down his rock hard tummy. He was beautiful, his eyes soft and warm now. She wanted him, needed him to want her. She was desperate with a need to please him, for him to feel what she did when he touched her.
Her tongue tickled over his cock, her hair dragging, teasing over his chest. She took him in her mouth sucked once then stopped.
“Fuck,” he said. “Casey you can’t just do that and then stop”
“Sure I can,” she said giggling.
“Shit,” he groaned his cock twitching, pre cum seeping. Her hands were driving him crazy, his skin felt almost to tight and his heart beat too fast.
Her thumb and forefinger ringed his hard hot shaft, then tightened. Her lips around him, her tongue swirled lightly over him. She sucked. Her head bobbed up and down, almost taking all of him. She blew a soft whisper over the tip. He tasted hot and sweet and she wanted more.
Enough,” he growled.
She licked the length