Resolution (Saviour #2)(23)
“Ah ah aaaah.”
The noise escapes unbidden from my mouth and I see the corner of his mouth twitch. He knows how turned on I am. Once again, very gently, very slowly, he kisses where his fingers have stroked. His mouth comes back to kiss at the top of my slit. Gentle, feather light, butterfly kisses. He slides his hands down to my knees and pushes my legs wider apart, sitting back on his knees again, he takes a minute to just stare between my legs. Then he gently runs his fingertips up the inside of my thigh, he swipes down between my lips with his index finger and pushes it inside me.
“Uhhuhhhhhaha Gabe,” is sort of the sound I make.
He leans in and his tongue follows the path that his finger just took. His thumb pressing down on and circling my clit. I'm going to explode! I am quite literally going to combust any second now! My hands grab his hair. I want him to stop and look me in the eye, to say something. But I don't want him to stop, ever. His tongue works its magic on my body and I can't help but move my hips to his rhythm. He pushes two, maybe three fingers inside of me, all the while his tongue is still moving in circles over me.
“Gabriel...I'm gonna come...Please.”
He stops what he's doing. No! What the f*ck is he doing? He sits back on his knees and pulls his t shirt off over his head; he stands and undoes his jeans. He's not wearing any jocks and his cock springs free. I lick my bottom lip and swallow in anticipation, my heart is pounding in my throat, in my clit, my fingers and toes. Fuck me, but he is gorgeous. How am I here? Why me, with my issues, stretch marks, wobbly bits and mental case husband. Why does he want me? Accept it for what it is Lauren, accept it and enjoy every moment.
He steps back towards me and lifts both my ankles up to the edge of the bed and kneels back down in front of me. I'm completely wide open to him. Exposed. And I instinctively attempt to push my knees back together, I don't even realise I'm doing it until he pushes them back apart. Again, I see the corner of his mouth twitch. He knows me so well; he knows that I will be feeling embarrassed and uncomfortable lying in this position.
“Touch yourself Lauren.” I jump at his words. I'm so lost in the moment and focused on his actions. I'm confused.
“What?”
“Touch yourself, use your fingers and show me how you touch yourself.”
For f*cks sake. I've been doing that the past couple of days. It's his cock I want inside me, and now. Not my own fingers, Jesus. What's a girl gotta do to get a shag around here? Anyone?
He stands and goes to his bedside draw and pulls stuff out. I can’t see what. Shit. What's he doing?
“This is yours. I brought it for you yesterday. I wasn't sure if we would ever get the chance to use it. I had the most amazing wank this morning, imagining you, playing with this and letting me watch. But now you’re here, I don't have to imagine, so use your fingers and this and let me watch. Please?”
I nod. Oh. My. God. Oh. God. Oh my God! I don't think I can last as I see the thick veined vibrator he holds in front of me.
“Open your mouth.”
I do as I'm told. Yeah, I can do that...sometimes.
He pushes it right to the back of my throat.
“Make it wet Lauren. Wrap your tongue around it. Suck it and make it wet.”
He drags it out of my mouth and turns it on pulling it down over my throat, over each of my nipples, over my belly and kneels back down in front of me.
“Fingers Lauren, show me how you use your fingers.”
Okay girl. Let’s go for it. I can do this. Let’s put on a show for him. God I wish I was drunk. I slide my hand down my belly, up my inner thigh and stroke the inside of my leg, I use the tips of my fingers to trace over my lips, then using my middle finger I circle my clit. No penetration, just gentle pressure. Right. There. Oh my f*cking God. My legs are already beginning to twitch. I watch him, as he watches me. Finally his eyes come up to meet mine. He licks his lips.
“Is this what you like? I never knew you liked your clit rubbed like that. Just that will make you come?” I nod, incapable of speech.
“You are so wet Lauren, I can see your skin glisten. Fuck, if you could see how sexy you look right now. Is this a first? Have you ever done this with anyone else?”
I shake my head. I've stopped circling; in the hope of making myself last longer.
“Good. We are going to spend all weekend doing things you've never done before. I am going to f*ck every part of your body. The whole peninsula will know what we are doing with the way I'm going to make you scream my name. Fuck. They might even hear you in Geelong. Now push this inside you. I want to watch.”
I take the rubber, purple, veiny, fake cock in my hand and look at him. But his eyes are transfixed by what's going on between my legs. I turn it on so that it starts vibrate, I use my index and middle fingers to spread my lips. He closes his eyes as I do this, then he kisses the inside of my knee very gently. I shudder, then grasp my new toy and circle the tip just where I open and it makes a noise because I'm so wet
“Fuck!” We both say it at the same time and look at each other and smile.
God I love him. The way he's looking at me, with such reverence, he makes me feel like I can do anything, be anyone. That I am the only woman in the world for him. He makes me feel beautiful. Something that no one in my forty five years has ever done. He laces the fingers of my left hand with his right, he turns it over and rubs his lips and his nose over the inside of my wrist, then gently licks the same spot and I instantly discover a new erogenous zone. I push the vibrator into myself further. It feels huge. But I love the stretching and full sensation.