Page 53 of Empower

Because I was his.

And I loved it even more so when he got a look at what was his and groaned audibly.

His hands explored my body, it started to heat, and knowing I needed something I started to rub my nipples on his chest.

He pushed me back and then came down on top of me.

His lips trailed kisses over my neck, to my collarbones, and then his thumb brushed over one nipple while his mouth tugged the other one in between his teeth. Nipping softly as he did so.

My back bowed off the bed as he did something with his tongue.

Then he moved to the other nipple while his hand trailed down, over my belly, and to the part of me that was on fire.

The moment I felt his fingers teasing my clit, he released my nipple, then said, “Jesus, you're soaked for me.”

I mumbled something incoherently when I whispered, “Please. More.”

He groaned, “Precious, I wanna make this good for you.”

“This is already good for me, Storm. Move. Please.”

“Precious, if I move right now, I’m going to blow my load and look like a titty baby.”

I giggled, “What? Why?”

“Precious, the only action my dick has seen has been my hand ever since I laid eyes on you.”

Every single molecule in my body froze at his words, “What?” I whispered.

“I thought about it. A couple of times, not going to lie to you about it. But fucking hell Precious, just the thought of allowing another woman to have her hands on me, made me feel as though I was cheating on you. You got no idea about the lock you put on me when we locked eyes for the first time on those fucking steps.”

“So, I need you to do me a favor.”

My eyes softened at his words, “And that is?”

“Let me take my time in getting you ready. It’ll be good for you. I fucking promise you that. But if I don’t make sure you’re ready, I’m going to end up hurting you. And that is something I will never risk doing. No matter fucking what. Alright?”

“Alright Storm. Alright.”

“Not Storm. Vance, Precious.”

Smiling, I whispered, “Vance.”

His eyes closed at me saying his name, and then he whispered harshly, “Fuck me.”

I smiled and then did as he asked me to and tried to be patient.

I tried.

But when he did that thing with his tongue along the column of my neck, the word patient flew out the window.

Which I proved when I reached down, grabbed his cock, and brought it to my entrance trying to urge him to get inside of me.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

I nodded, “Never been more sure of anything in my life. Put your cock in me already. Please.”

He sighed, “Saying this now, I’m sorry if I hurt you. But I can’t deny you a goddamned thing.”