“Sweetheart, you learn fast,” he murmured. Sabrina watched him inhale and hoped she smelled good. He kissed her again, smoothing his hands gently over her shoulders as though he worried about frightening her. Silly man, she thought.
Sabrina wanted to climb into his body, wanted to lick his skin until he couldn’t speak anymore. She didn’t know where these aggressive thoughts were coming from, but was grateful Jimmy didn’t seem to mind. She pulled back from the kiss and climbed over his legs until she was astride his lap, holding herself up to look at how their bodies fit. She felt a stab of indecision as she realized just where she’d put herself, but Jimmy smiled and lay back against the couch, his head falling into a beam of sunlight. His eyes were bright in the light.
So lovely, she thought, then slowly lowered her body until she was directly against his cock. She watched his face the entire time. His mouth opened and he trembled, trying to hold still. Then he closed his eyes and grabbed her hips, thrusting up against her sex. She shivered and rubbed against the zipper of his shorts. She still wore the light yellow skirt, so the only thing between them was the thin fabric of her satin panties and his denim.
“God, Jimmy, you feel so good!” she gasped, grinding down again. His erection leaped as she spoke, and he opened his eyes, smiling fiercely.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Sabrina.” He slid his hands down from her hips to the bare skin of her legs. He smiled as he slowly slipped his fingers beneath her skirt, then moved up, teasing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs with his thumbs. She froze. Heat flashed through her when she realized she was wet. If Jimmy moved his hands any higher, he would know. She flushed.
“So, any questions?” he asked, voice husky. He eased his hands higher and higher, watching her face carefully. Sabrina felt how careful he was being with her and almost closed her eyes but didn’t want to look away from him. His thumbs soothed her nervousness, stopping just short of her panties. His shirt gaped, showing every sleek muscle in his chest as he touched her.
“Do you have any questions for me?” he repeated, rubbing circles into her skin.
“Wh-what? Questions?” She licked her lips. His eyes darted to her face for a moment before dropping down to watch her nipples poke against the thin material of her halter top. She almost hid her face when she felt his hips jerk slightly, as though he couldn’t help himself. She looked at him, realizing that he was holding back, trying to keep from rushing her.
“Yeah, questions. I’m supposed to be answering any questions you might have about sex, remember?” She gasped as his thumbs moved a little higher. He was teasing her! She wanted to kill him for a brief second, then felt amusement. Hmm, two can play this game.
“Questions. Uh, let me think.” She paused, pretending to be deep in thought as she absently rubbed herself against him again. Jimmy gasped, and she smiled. “Well, I’ve always wondered if a man’s nipples are as sensitive as a woman’s. I liked what you did to me this morning. Do you like it when someone plays with your nipples? Or your nipple ring?”
Her heart pounded and she could barely breathe as she waited for his reaction, hoping that he felt as hot as she did. She could hardly believe she’d said that, but she didn’t have to wait long as he shivered beneath her and grabbed her hips, stilling her rocking motion. When she looked down at his chest again, her eyes went directly to the silver in his left nipple.
“Why don’t you try it out on me and see?” Jimmy rasped. Despite her inexperience, Sabrina could tell he was struggling to control himself. He was so hard he was trembling, and Sabrina rocked on top of him, unable to stop when it felt so good. She knew her hair was mussed but no longer cared what she looked like. From the way Jimmy looked at her, she could tell he liked what she was doing.
She pressed down harder, loving the way his eyes went dark when aroused. She leaned forward and slipped her teeth around the nipple ring, giving it a gentle tug. Jimmy arched his back and made an incoherent sound, nearly bucking her off as she slid her tongue down and around the suddenly erect nipple. She sucked on the ring and nipped at him while he writhed, pushing his cock up into the heat between her thighs. I guess he liked that, she had a second to think. Then he growled and flipped her over onto her back on the large footrest in front of the couch. He stopped and stared at her wildly as she gasped and arched her back, hoping he would touch her, anywhere.
“Sabrina, you’re going to kill me,” he ground out, then lowered his head to her right breast, biting her nipple through the fabric. A jolt of fire raced through her, and then he dropped down, pushing his heavy cock against her, fitting himself perfectly against the ache. She grabbed his ass and twisted, trying to get closer. She was going to come soon, without either of them undressing. The buzz of it built higher as he sucked and bit at her nipple. Suddenly, he grabbed her thighs and shoved her legs up and over his hips, holding her open. Sabrina moaned in protest and opened her eyes. Her skirt was hiked up near her waist and she knew he could see how swollen she was, even through her panties. He gently placed her feet on the couch behind him and slid his hands up toward her as he kneeled on the floor.
“God, you’re so wet,” Jimmy said as she shivered and blushed. No one had ever seen her like this. “I can see how hot you are right through your panties. I want to taste you. Can I? I want to so much.”
Sabrina nodded, feeling shy for a moment. Then he gently moved his hands around the strings of her panties and pulled them down, releasing first one leg and then the other. When he moved his hands up to her center, she couldn’t think. No one had ever touched her there, had ever seen her aroused. She wanted this, but at the same time felt a little scared. What if she was ugly or if she didn’t taste good? She trembled and Jimmy pressed a reassuring hand on her hip, kissing her inner thigh as he shifted closer.
“Don’t be scared. I won’t ever do anything with you that you don’t want me to, I promise,” he whispered. “Trust me.” His eyes crinkled reassuringly, and Sabrina nodded and smiled shakily, arousal pushing through her fear. He moved his right hand up her thigh and slid a finger gently around the outside of her sex. She was wet everywhere. Then he ducked his head in closer and breathed deep. Sabrina closed her eyes.
“You smell incredible, Sabrina,” he murmured, sliding his finger down her slit, then back up again, just barely grazing her swollen bud. She was pink and wet and gorgeous. He wanted to lick her, feel the way her body opened up to him as he brought her to climax. He teased her, moving his other hand to spread her labia. He bent his head and licked her from bottom to top, then swirled his tongue around her clit.
Sabrina heard someone gasping through the blood rushing in her ears, then realized she was the one making those sounds. She couldn’t stop. She didn’t want to. She grabbed Jimmy’s hair and held on as he used his tongue, then sucked on her nub, over and over again, varying intensity until she almost went crazy with the pleasure. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he slid a finger inside, pushing up as he tongued her. Sabrina shuddered and held her breath, bucking hard as her feet flexed and she climaxed for what seemed like forever. She felt Jimmy smiling but he didn’t stop, gently licking her through her pleasure until she collapsed against the cushions. When she finally opened her eyes, Jimmy’s eyes were soft as he affectionately rubbed his warm cheek against her inner thigh.
“Wow,” she croaked, and he chuckled, opening his mouth to speak. Then the doorbell rang.