you ask in a sweet, soft tone when you eventually notice me staring at you from the very moment i entered the bedroom.
i watch the way your supple lips immediately turn into a smile upon realising i’m in the doorway. my heart thumps harder in my chest when i watch your eyes light up as you pull them away from a book.
it is extremely hard not to observe you in silence as you are lying on your tummy, engrossed in your read, wearing my t-shirt and your regular underwear.
a sight that might seem like nothing special to some, but to me it was everything i’ve ever wanted.
i reply in a casual, calm tone as i stay in place, my eyes tracking your every movement as your long fingers are about to put a pink and purple bookmark in between the white pages. and that sets me off.
“don’t stop. keep reading, bunny.”
i say with confidence, raising my eyebrow at you, and you slowly put a bookmark back on the nightstand with a confused look on your pretty face. you turn the page and clear your throat before you continue reading.
i listen to your soft, melodic voice for a few seconds with my arms crossed over my chest before i decide to step closer to the bed, circling it around to sit down right where your ankles were crossed on top of pale sheets.
i bite the inside of my cheek, smiling under my breath when your voice trembles the moment my hand slides up the back of your leg towards the back of your knee.
“don’t stop, love. focus those big eyes on the words in front of you.”
i only remind you gently, unable to hold the corners of my mouth in place while i sit closer and let the tips of my fingers slowly ride up your thigh.
your skin is so delicate, so soft and warm to touch, and i can’t help but revel in it completely. i don’t want to pull my hand away, ever.
you whine playfully, looking over your shoulder with your eyebrows raised as i keep running my fingers up and down the back of your thigh, keeping my eyes there, watching you get goosebumps.
i notice the way you squirm ever so slightly every time my hand reaches your butt before sliding down again, and you uncross your ankles, shifting on the sheets to slightly spread your thighs which makes the t-shirt ride up a tiny bit.
i murmur with a small smile, looking up at you to finally see that needy look in your eyes as your breathing goes heavier.
“what’s with that face, bunny? you want something?”
i asked in a condescending and amused tone, but i mean it light-heartedly and you know it. i watch you nod your head sheepishly, your cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink.
“not like that, baby. i need your words.”
i remind you of our rule that everything has to be said with certainty before we proceed.
and despite the fact that your voice sounds small and shy, your voice doesn’t tremble when you ask me to touch you. you want this to happen.
“keep going, then. keep me entertained.”
i add as i nod my head towards the book. you blink once, twice before turning your head back to face the book, and i can tell you get excited and giddy at the prospect of what’s about to happen.
you’re trying to contain that inner nervousness mixed with excitement that are brewing in your body as my hand continues sliding up and down your thigh during your little reading. i always enjoy listening to you, adoring how you manage to express all the necessary emotions for the listener to feel as if they took part in events from the book.
i decide to keep touching that and only that spot for a little longer, and when you’re focused enough on the book, my fingertips finally graze the material of your panties only to find out that it’s gone damp with your arousal constantly gathering up there.
you slip up on the word in the very same moment, and i smile under my breath when you take a deeper breath, turning the page and keeping your voice as flat as possible.
“good girl. keep going just like that.”
i encourage you as my fingers move down and up the material, my own heart thumping just as hard as yours the longer i have my hands on you.
i listen to your shaky voice when i eventually let my fingers slip underneath the fabric, being awfully slow with my movements as i run my fingertips up and down your needy pussy to feel just as wet you got for me after all the little teasing.
you stop reading for a split second when i pull my hand away only to grab a pillow, and i gently pat your side, instructing you to lift up your hips.
you place your hips back down onto the pillow and my hands move up your legs, gently sliding up your round butt before i hook my pointer fingers underneath the waistband and pull your underwear down, and you don’t question it as you keep reading your book out loud.
“spread your legs f’ me. wider, wider. just like that.”
i instruct you in a gentle tone, waiting for you to find a comfortable position with your legs spread wider as you’re still on your tummy, pillow underneath the hips.
you moan aloud when my mouth lands right on your sensitive, wet skin in between your legs and i start lapping at your pussy.
my hands rest on your thighs, squeezing the meat every now and then or moving up to your ass for a second just because i can and because i know how much you fucking love it when i can’t stop touching you.
my eyes roll back at your taste just like they always do because i could never get out of literal awe you put me in every single time i’ve got an opportunity to have my mouth on you.
soon enough, your speech turns more slurry and full of gasps or broken moans, and you can barely read the sentences in a steady rhythm, let alone comprehend anything as i work you up with my mouth and just my mouth alone.
you abandon the book whatsoever, fingers pressing into the hardcover while you’re forcing your hips back as if you were attempting to get me even closer to your pussy than i already was.
you’re vocal in the loveliest way when you cum within a span of few minutes, and i revel in it for the longest time, licking your sweet arousal which makes you whine from time to time as you’re slowly coming down from this instantaneous bliss.
and just as you barely manage to catch your breath, you hear my smug self asking you after i playfully bite your butt:
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