Chapter Ten

CHAPTER TEN

Vaughn

I t looks as if she has to gather every bit of her guts to lean into me. It takes everything I have not to force it. I want to feel her lips on mine again, need to taste her, but as I told her, it'll be on her own time, at what pace she decides to set.

"Tell me if I do it wrong." She whispers.

"There's no way you're going to do anything wrong." I shake my head. "I can't imagine you doing anything I don't like."

"And my brain is telling me there's no way I can do anything you do like." She smirks.

But I see beyond that smirk. She's nervous, and scared. "I remember losing my virginity and kissing my first girl." I swallow, picking my words carefully. "It was the scariest moment of my life, and she was slightly more experienced than I was. I wanted nothing more than for her to take the lead, but she wanted me to, and I'm glad she did." I push my hands through her hair, cupping the sides of her head. "It gave me confidence in myself when she responded in a way that proved to me I provided her pleasure. Trust me when I say you are going to blow my mind. All you have to do is reach out and do it, Val."

Her hands move up from my shoulders to my hair. She digs her fingers through, and tilts my head to the side, before pushing it back against the couch. Before I can ask her what she's going to do, her lips connect with my throat. I've never been the type of guy who gets fucked up over necking, but goddamn when she drags her teeth against my flesh, my cock flexes against the zipper of my jeans. "Shiiitt....." I put my hands on her hips, holding her to me. "Whatever you do, don't stop that. It's so good." I tangle my fingers in her hair, holding her to me. "Can you feel me?" I thrust my hips up into her. "How hard I am? That's what happens when I get excited. That's one of the ways you'll be able to tell what I like and what I don't."

"Does it hurt?" She questions, those eyes of hers staring deep into my soul. "I was always told it was bad to make a man want you without taking care of them."

I reach forward, grabbing her chin with my fingers. "A real man can handle it. There is absolutely no reason a woman should be expected to take care of a man. Trust me when I say that to you. You're never going to have to worry about that with me, Val. I know that you'll learn that the more you touch me, but I want to continue to show you that you're safe with me."

She nods enthusiastically. "Can I keep going?"

I chuckle because she's gone from being completely timid, she's now excited to get back to what she was doing previously. "Yes, please do." I situate myself back against the couch, and expose my neck to her. "I'm ready when you are."

I don't dare close my eyes. I want to see what her face looks like when she decides what she's going to do. The moment she chooses, it's clear. Leaning forward, she nuzzles my throat, and then her lips connect to the flesh. She sucks, and the reaction in every part of my body is palpable. My heart rate increases, and I stretch my legs out in front of me to get some room for my cock. Digging my fingers into her hair, I hold her close, encouraging her to use that mouth of hers. Groaning, I hold on tight.

Val's hips start to grind into mine as she runs her lips and tongue up to my jawline. "I'm so hot." She moans, as she smears her kisses up to my ear, lightly biting at the lobe. "I don't know what I'm doing."

Fuck, my ears are one of my erogenous zones. "You're doing everything right. Just keep going."

"Can I rock my hips like this?" She questions, her nose flaring.

I hold onto those hips, helping her to rotate them. "Yes, exactly what you're doing, keep doing that if it feels good. I want you to get pleasure out of this too."

"I am, but I need you to touch me." She whines. "I don't know what I want you to do, but I need it..." she trails off, seeming to be frustrated, and not sure how to take care of it.

I know how she feels. Reaching up, I grab her chin again. "I'm going to ask you a question, and I need you to be honest with me, Val."

"Okay." She swallows, nodding.

"Have you ever touched yourself? Gotten yourself off?"

She shakes her head. "I've heard of it before, but I've never..."

Fuck. My. Life. "We're not going that far tonight, Val. There's so much you have to learn, I have to be so easy with you. If you want me to show you what pleasure is, I can help with that, but I don't want you touching me, not right now. I want to show you what this can be for you. Will you let me do that?"

"Yes." She licks her lips. "Yes, I'll let you do it. I'm ready."

Giving myself a pep talk isn't something I thought I would be doing at this age, but here I am. Reaching forward, I grab hold of the edge of her shirt, and lift it up, exposing her stomach and the lace of her bra. Leaning into her, I press my lips to the skin above the cup. When she shivers, I lift my eyes to hers, and our gazes lock as I slip the material of the bra down, my lips close around her hard nipple, and I suckle.

Hard.

Val comes apart against me, rocking her hips, and it takes everything I have to not explode in my boxer briefs like a teenager getting touched for the first time.