Chapter 53 Partial Lust
“Uh..yes” she replied, “I haven't… she trailed off as she looked away from him licking her lips. “I want you to.. I don't know anything” she said as she withdrew her hand.
He held her hand and placed it on his hard-on. “What did I tell you about stopping without my permission?” He placed his fingers on her chin and turned her face to his direction. He looked at her and found sincerity in her eyes. She wasn't lying about him being her first. How did he not know his doctor is a virgin? He should have noticed it whenever she was shy when he got close to her. How did she cope with other male clients?
“Don't worry, I'll teach you” he promised. He thought she would be a nuisance when she arrived as his doctor. He had tried to make sure she got tired and walked out of the job, but now he wants to be by her side. He wants to keep her close to himself.
He wants to be seen as her man and not a patient, he wants to protect her and just have her all to himself. He wants to make her smile, he wants to make her feel loved and valued. He wants to be her family and he wants them to share in each other's joy and sadness, sharing secrets and being in love with each other.
He looked at her and imagined how a gorgeous woman like her had managed to stay without any man going between her legs. Was it her decision? Or the men around her didn't appreciate her desirable body. Well, that's history now and even better for him. He would be her first, her last and the only man to have access to her desirable body.
He hoped she wouldn't wake up the next day and ask him to pretend nothing happened between them. He wants to create memories with her tonight, other nights and forever.
He decided to make her feel good as he laid down next to her. He tried not to let his erection press against her, gently he removed her hand from his erection. He noticed a frown on her face.
He held her chin, drew her face towards his and claimed her lips as he kissed her gently. She didn't resist as he had expected when he saw the frown on her face, she surrendered to him and allowed him to take the lead. Her hands moved, she placed one on his chest and the other sought for his waist holding his boxer firmly.
He moved his hand from her face, trailing it down her throat to her collarbone and stopping at her breasts. He held her nipple between his fingers as he rubbed her hard nipple. Her body arched into him in pleasure, he left her nipple trailing his hand to her belly caressing it as he moved downwards. He touched the trim of her panties and stopped.
“Sienna, can I touch you?” He asked, he didn't want to take advantage of her situation. He had to ask to be sure she was ready for him.
“Yes” she said,her thighs clamped together as she looked away from him.
He held her chin and turned her head towards his face. Her eyes were shut. “Sienna, look at me,” he urged her. “I'm here to teach you, you don't have to be shy around me”. He was ready to make her feel good if only she was ready for him.
“Then, let me make you feel good, you can't clamp your thighs together if you're ready for me” His brows furrowed, “You've never touched yourself before, have you?’
She opened her eyes widely and looked at him in shock, “Do I look like a child to you?”
“I'm sorry if my question upsets you.” He said he didn't want to upset her and ruin this moment.
He moved his hand back to the trim of her panties, “You're wet, aren't you?” asked, giving a look of lust.
She looked at him and noticed he was having fun with his questions, probably teasing her.
“Your panties are wet and will be dripping off your juices soon” he told her softly.
This caused her thighs to squeeze tightly again. He knew he was beginning to have effects on her. She was aroused and she thought tightening her thighs would make her feel better.
“You have a way of saying things, don't the words feel heavy in your mouth?” She asked, staring at him.
He chuckled, leaning close to her ear “I bet you like hearing weird things, they're doing weird things to your body”.
“No” she shook her head, denying his accusation. She wished he could just skip the talks and help her arousal.
“No? Maybe this would help” he said, moving his hand to her thighs. She parted her thighs giving him access to her inner soft skin. He moved his hand gently to the centre of her thighs.
He stopped and looked at her, she was calm. He then moved his thumb with the intention of just brushing against her, he wanted to see if she would deny being wet since she already denied that his words weren't doing anything to her.
Her panties gave in and his thumbs sank into her wet core. “Fuck, you're so wet” he cursed. Her panties were wet with her juices, he controlled himself from ripping her panties and exploring her core. He had promised to make her feel good and it would take a lot of time to do that.
Her eyes shut instantly, she bit her lips,her thighs came together again. She wasn't preventing him from gaining access, but she was trying to make sure his thumb never left where it was touching.
He moved his thumb, rubbing her wet clit through her panties as he watched her face. She bit her lips again and turned her face into his chest.
“Do you like it? Should I continue?” He asked.
She nodded, hiding her face in his chest. He just wanted her to be comfortable while enjoying the pleasure he was giving her.
She writhed as he continued to pleasure her through her panties with just his thumb. She writhed, asking for more with her face hidden in his chest.
“Did you say something?”
“More” she moaned softly.
He chuckled, he pushed her panties to the side with his fingers and touched her clit directly. “More, like this?”
“Yes!” She replied, she was becoming breathless.
He rubbed her clit with his thumb, and he slipped his finger into her slit, dipping it into her wetness. “You're fucking wet” he said, moving his finger up and down, and then a little deeper coating his finger with her juices. “ Sienna, are you enjoying yourself?”
“Yes” she answered with no hesitation. Her brains were also enjoying the pleasure and would say anything to make sure he didn't stop what he was doing.
He was satisfied with her response as he pushed his middle finger into her vagina, his finger was now coated with her dripping juices. She tensed, but didn't dare to stop him.
He pushed his finger all the way in, she let out a moan. He knew he was giving her the desired pleasure. He removed his finger and slipped it inside quickly before she would notice. This time, he slipped his finger faster and harder, she whimpered, her hand on his chest gripped his nipple.
He slowly pulled out his finger, swirling the tip of her finger on her outer skin, he finally slipped his finger again. The hand on his waist digging into his skin.