Free For Authentication Purposes by Amber L. Johnson

want to see you come.”
    “Please.” I rubbed my calves along the outside of his thighs, desperate for what was going to happen next. I was shaking with anticipation and overwhelmed with sensation, unaware of the next thing to come out of my mouth. “Please, take off your clothes, too.” I don’t know why it felt more equal that way, but it did.
    Maybe I was hoping he’d get too caught up in the moment and let us do it anyway.
    He was hasty in disrobing, and I stared at him naked and hovering above me; it was the most surreal moment of my life to date. His lean frame was muscular beneath those clothes he wore, and I was enamored by the way his shoulder muscles flexed as his head tilted to look me over. My legs were open and wrapped around his and he licked his lips as his gaze fixated on my face. Without words, his hand reached for mine and he held my fingers up, folding them in until just my pointer and middle fingers remained extended.
    I watched, breathless as he lowered them to my clit and ran them down farther, sliding me open. I was wet. Like, unfathomably wet, and the feel of it on my fingers was intense.
    “Like that.” He shifted over me to stretch out and straddle my right thigh. His cock pressed against my bare skin, and I closed my eyes at the feel of it. Our hands were still together as he moved my fingers higher to run between my swollen lips, making my left leg fall open in the process. “Here, show me. Add more fingers when you need to.” His instructions were spurring me on.
    His hand moved away, and I felt him settle onto the mattress as I worked my fingers faster. “Slow down.” He sighed in my ear. “Draw it out. Just feel it, baby.” My chest rose and fell in short spurts as I slowed down and added a third finger. “That is a beautiful sight.” He groaned a little letting his hand travel across my breast. “I think I could watch you play with your pussy all day, you know that? Now you can go faster, if you need it.”
    Warm kisses were placed on my jaw as his hand worked over my nipples in a slow pattern. “Are you writing this in your head as you go?”
    My eyes opened, and I turned my face to look at him. “Just kiss me, Warner.”
    He obliged, his torso bending over me as our lips met. He cupped my chin in his hand, propping himself up with the other. The feel of him against me, my hand working over my clit faster and harder than I’d ever imagined I could touch myself overwhelmed me. His tongue in my mouth caused me to jerk a little and my legs began to close out of instinct.
    “I don’t think so.” He reached down to stop my thighs from meeting.
    In a blur of movement, he hovered over me, grabbing the vibrator and turning me on my side, pressing my back to his chest. Positioning my leg open and over his thigh, he nuzzled my ear and laid one soft kiss there. I was open and shaking as his hand reached between us. He rubbed his fingers into my wetness, over my heightened nerves, and then shifted to slide his fingers around and between my cheeks. “Don’t stop on my account.”
    “Um.” I snapped out of my haze and started to turn, but he held me in place.
    “Shh, I’m not going to do that right now. You’ll ask me to one day. But not today. Trust me.” His voice was seductive, and I relaxed in his arms as he slid his cock between my cheeks and then secured my leg over his thigh again, trapping it, and giving him friction to slide between us. “Are you ready?” he asked while his finger flipped the vibrator on.
    I just nodded, squeezing my eyes shut as I felt his arm lower. The buzzing of the vibe caused my skin to prickle, and I braced myself for what was about to happen. But there was no way to be prepared. Being gentle, he placed the tip of it to my clit, and I bucked a little, feeling him slide behind me.
    Overload. I was in overload and had barely been touched.
    He skimmed again and circled my entrance, letting me acclimate to the new sensation. And then, with firm