7. Legend

7

LEGEND

She sets the laptop on her legs. "You want me to keep reading?"

I nod.

She starts to read. "It feels so good everywhere he touches me. He pulls his manhood out and slides it between my legs."

As she talks, all I can think about is touching her and making her feel good. She stops talking, and with cherry red cheeks, she looks at me. "That's all I got."

I rub my hand across my face, trying to keep myself calm. "So what do you think would happen next?"

She shrugs. "He would uh, put ‘it' in, right?"

I lick my lips because the thoughts in my head are too graphic when she says he'd put it in. "Right, well, has he tasted her?"

She nods. "Yeah, they kissed."

I chuckle. "No, honey, has he licked her pussy?"

She gasps, and I shake my head. "Trust me, he's going to want to taste her. "

I watch as her cheeks turn rosy. "No, he hasn't uh, tasted her yet."

I nod, "Well, maybe we should write that scene out. What do you think?"

She puts her head down, and her hair falls, hiding her face from me. "Right, okay, so he's going to taste her."

"Are they on the bed already? So he put his hands on her knees, and then slides them down her inner thighs, pushing them apart. He leans in, inhaling deeply, sucking her scent into his lungs."

She curls her nose up. "Do men really like that?"

It's on the tip of my tongue to tell her I'd kill someone to taste her right now, but I really doubt she's ready to hear that. "Yeah, if he's a real man, he likes to eat pussy, Maya, but the point here is what the woman wants… I mean, think about your experience. You don't want your lover to just stick it in… you want some foreplay…"

She shrugs. "Maybe that's my problem. I've been with two men, only one of them went down on me, and it wasn't good. I mean, it definitely wasn't anything to write about for sure."

She slaps her hand over her mouth like she can't believe she just said that out loud. "Ignore me."

It takes everything in me to stay in my seat when I want to flip her to her back on the couch and dive between her legs. I would hold my arm over her hips and give her pleasure like she's never been given before. I would ravish her until she's screaming my name begging for her release.

She's staring at me, her eyebrows raised high. I clear my throat and point at her computer. "What else, Maya? I don't know what this story is about. Why would these two getting together be special? What was holding them apart? How will them having sex make them closer?"

She puts the laptop on the couch between us and gets up to pace back and forth in front of me. "Well, Brent was a bad guy, and when his friends kidnapped Anna, he fell in love with her and went against his friends to protect her. He took her underground with him, and they fought at first. She wouldn't let him in, she didn't trust him, but eventually he breaks through her walls. He breaks her out of her shell."

I try to get myself into the story. "Okay, so when they finally do the deed, she has to trust him because she wouldn't be doing it with him otherwise. Is this their first time together?"

She nods her head. "Yeah, it's their first time together."

I nod. "Okay, so trust me, he's not going to want to just stick it in. He wants to savor every touch, every kiss, every lick, everything. He won't be able to get enough of her."

Maya stops pacing and stares at me, her breath coming in tiny little pants. "Uh, right… so after he inhales her scent, he kisses her mound and tells her that she smells so good."

Maya scrunches her nose up. "But is he really?"

"I would think so… why, does Brent not do dirty talk?"

She wraps her fingers around her long hair. "Uh, well, yeah, I think I'd like dirty talk."

I clench my hands in my lap. The need to pull her to me and whisper all my dirty thoughts in her ear is strong. How would she react? Would she welcome it or would she push me away?

She clears her throat and goes to sit down, pulling her laptop back on her lap. "Oooh, Okay, I like this. Dirty talk."

I watch her face become animated while she types. I sit quietly as she works and don't dare even move because I don't want to pull her out of her story.

I'm not sure how much time goes by, but I don't care because I could stare at her all night.

When she stops typing, she looks at me with a big smile. "Thank you, Legend."

I lean back on the couch, trying to act as if I'm relaxed when I'm anything but. My cock is hard just looking at her. Thank goodness Maverick is on the other side of the world because he's not going to be happy about this. I at least have some time to convince Maya she wants to be with me before he gets home. "I didn't do anything. You're the writer, I'm just helping you look at it from another angle."

She shakes her head. "I can't believe I'm talking to you about this. I bet you're regretting taking this assignment now."

"Nope. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure this will be my favorite assignment I've ever been on." I point to her laptop. "Then what?"

She scrunches up her nose. "You want me to read you what I got?"

I lean forward, trying to hide my hard manhood. "Yeah, let's hear it."

She leans over, letting her hair hide her face again, and then starts to read. "Brent puts his massive hands on my knees and pushes them apart. He kisses down my inner thigh, and my belly pulls in anticipation. Should I be doing this? I was once his captive. But just as quick as the thought comes, I remind myself that he also saved me. I shouldn't want this, but right now it feels like I might die if he doesn't put his mouth on me.

"He inhales deeply and groans in satisfaction. ‘Aww, Anna, you smell so fuckin' good. I need to taste you.'

"Before I can even think about denying him, he settles his shoulders between my thighs. His tongue sweeps along my lips, and when he grazes my clit, I jerk at the immense pleasure that shoots through me. He doesn't stop, though. Now that he's found my weakness, he takes full advantage of it. His tongue circles that tiny bundle of nerves, and when he sucks my nub into his mouth, I cry out his name. ‘Brent, yes, please don't stop,' I beg of him."

She stops reading and shudders a breath. When she lifts her head to look at me, I can see she's as affected by her words as I am. Her cheeks are rosy, and her eyes are dilated and filled with desire. Can she see the same reaction on my face? Before I can say anything, she slams her laptop closed. "I'm going to bed. Good night, Legend."

I open my mouth to stop her, but maybe this is for the best. "Good night, Maya." She flees the living room, and I watch her disappear down the hallway. I slowly stand up from the couch, ignoring my erection, and then go through the house, turning down the lights. I check the cameras on the app on my phone and then walk past Maya's room to get to mine .

When I enter her guest bedroom, I undress and lie down on the bed. Maya's scent envelops me, and I groan as I bury my face in the pillow and inhale. This is torture, but the sweetest kind. Instead of counting sheep, I'm counting the minutes until I see Maya in the morning. It's going to be a long night.