Page 37 of The P*ssy Next Door
“Don't come yet, Hayes.” The motions of her hand and arm sped up and she lifted her skirt just a little more so I could just see the bottom edge of her panties and the hint of her hand bobbing up and down inside of them. “Don't come until I tell you to, but don't stop touching yourself either.”
The tingle of my balls tightening up, ready to spill, pulled at my will power. More precum dripped from me, and I'd never fucking been on the edge like this for so long. I wasn't used to doing much more than giving myself a good jerk in the shower and enjoying the rush of it.
Willa was changing everything.
I threw my head back and gritted my teeth trying to think of anything but the way she was touching herself watching me suffer. I recited stats from this year's games in my head, but completely lost the ability to think of any meaningful numbers after the first pre-season game.
All I could see in my head was the how I imagined her fingers looked wet and glistening, sliding over her clit. “Willa... I... fuck, Willa.”
She stayed silent until I looked back down at her. She took a shuddered breath and said, “Say please.”
Fucking hell. I was fully ready to beg her to let me come. “Please, babe, let me come on your thighs, let me see my cum on your skin. Please.”
She arched her back and moaned so beautifully. “Yes. Oh god yes. Come for me.”
Watching Willa bring herself to orgasm was more than I could handle, so it was a good thing this was what she wanted, because there was no stopping my own. I jerked my hand up my shaft and let out a guttural moan from deep inside as I let go, spurting a trail of my release onto her thighs.
The sounds of Willa moaning out my name and the sight of my seed on her body had my cock and balls tightening even harder, and I squeezed my cock again, more cum spilling from me until my body ached and I had nothing left.
I breathed hard, not able to do anything besides stare at how beautiful Willa looked, her cheeks and throat pink, her own chest heaving with her gasps for air, and her hand still in her panties, with my cum all over her body.
With a huge lungful of air to recover, I sat back on my heels and reached out, touching her thigh, smearing my fingers through the slick trails of my seed on her skin. Willa pulled her hand from her dress and her wet fingers met mine.
I grabbed her hand and brought both to my mouth, sucking her fingers and mine into my mouth. I tasted the essence of us both on my tongue and I'd never forget the salty sweet flavor of us till the day I died.
Willa moved so she was up on her knees with me and pulled me down to her, pushing our hands aside and replacing them with her kiss. She sighed so softly as I pushed the flavor of us from my tongue onto hers, and I relished the sound. Because she was happy, she was relaxed. She was... Willa.
She broke the kiss before I was ready to, but she laid her head on my chest and traced lazy fingers across my bicep. “Thank you for that, Hayes.”
“I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be saying that to you.”
She quietly laughed at my echo of her words from earlier. “It was... exciting to feel like I was in charge for once in my life. I think you maybe unlocked a new kink in me.”
“How'd you even know to say those things to me, babe?” I clearly had not done enough research because the idea of controlling your partner's orgasm had not come across my feed. “I thought my head was going to explode when you told me not to come.”
She shrugged and then surprised the shit out of me. “Romance novels.”
“I'm definitely going to start reading those. They are clearly more educational than porn.”
“They're a fantasy too.” I got her warning not to take everything in the stories as gospel. “Most of the ones I read, it's usually the guy telling the girl what to do. I would have thought that's what would turn me on.”
“Would it?” She may have realized a something new about herself, but my new kink was finding out what turned her on. “I'll try bossing you around in bed if it would do for you what it just did to me.”
“I don't know.” She smiled up at me in a whole new way than I'd ever seen before. There was nothing between us, nothing hiding the truth of her happiness from me now. “But I'm willing to find out.”
I had a lot of reading to do.
WELCOME TO THE COWGIRLS
WILLA
Hayes Kingman unlocked something inside of me, and I didn't just mean a new kink. While that part was fun, it wasn't what lit a fire under something inside that I hadn't even realized had been banked for a very long time. I wasn't a hundred percent sure I understood what had happened or what it meant, and I was going to need some time to think about it.
Snuggling in his arms while he occasionally snored but held me so tight against his chest that I couldn't smother him with a pillow was more comfortable than I imagined it would be. And instead of getting all up in my head about it, I leaned into it, this feeling of being... content.
It wasn't about the sex either. Technically we didn't even have sex. The way he so blatantly wanted me and shared himself with me so unabashedly was not something I'd ever experienced before. It was so much more about intimacy, and I wondered if he even knew that's what he did so naturally.
Although, to be fair, it was a little bit about the sex. In the morning, I was definitely making him demonstrate exactly what it looked like when he thought about me in the shower. That's what I hoped to dream about as I fell asleep.