Conrad
I have never been so eager for something my entire life. I meant what I said: if she wants to stop, we stop, no questions asked. I can sense it isn't easy for her to get intimate with me, and I am sure it has something to do with her past. Something I am sure she will tell me about when she is ready.
I remove my lips from hers and dip my head down to kiss over her neck. I leave a trail of butterfly kisses on her sweet skin. Maya shudders below me and entangles her fingers into my hair. I move down to her throat and between her breasts. Her entire body reacted to me.
"Can I take your bra off?" I ask.
"Yes, the clip is at the front." She breathes out.
I reach down to find it, unclip it, remove it from her, and drop it on the floor. I kneel between her legs and take her in. She really is so beautiful. I wanted to touch and kiss every inch of her, including the scars on her thighs, but I promised I wouldn't.
"God, you are perfection," I say.
Maya blushes and shakes her head, "I am far from perfect. Trust me."
"Right now, you are." I protest and caress my fingers over her stomach.
She closes her eyes and gasps loudly, "Conrad, please touch me. My body is aching for your touch."
I have no problem giving her what she wants. I reach down and kiss over her naked breasts. I circle my tongue on each of her nipples. Maya cries out, and her nipples harden. I continue downwards, kissing over her ribs, stomach and hips. I wanted to go further, but before I did, I needed to make sure she was okay.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No, please continue." She pants.
I nod and brush my lip over her panties. Maya instantly arches. I can smell her arousal and feel the dampness through the cotton material. I wonder when the last time she had been with someone. I feel like it has been a while, and whoever it was wasn't so gentle. I will be, though, unless she asks me otherwise. I kiss her inner thighs but stay away from the scars because I don't want her to get uneasy.
"It feels so good, Conrad. Please, I need more." She pleads.
I hook her panties in my fingers and glance up to wait for her approval. She nods eagerly, and I slip them down her legs, letting them drop on the floor. I run my hands up her legs and massage her thighs.
"Maya, tell me what you prefer. Fingers or tongue?"
It varies for everyone. Her eyes meet mine, and she chews on her lips nervously, "I-I-I have never had someone use their tongue before."
"Never?" I ask, and she shakes her head, "Can I try and see if you like it?"
I can't believe no one has ever gone down on her. What sort of men has she been with? I thought all men loved it. I sure do.
"Yes, you can." She whispers.
I kind of like the idea of being the first one to do it for her. I nod and lick my lips. I gently pry her legs further apart. I plunge straight in. I lap my tongue over her folds and groan when her wetness touches my tongue. She whimpers loudly. We are off to a good start. I lick upwards and place my tongue over her clit, circling it.
"Oh God." She cries out, and I feel her pulsing.
I grasp her thighs in my hands and work my tongue quicker over her clit before going downwards, teasing her entrance with it before I dip it inside. Maya's fingers tangle into my hair, and a desperate cry escapes from her lips.
"Fuck, it feels good, Conrad."
I am glad she is enjoying it. I take my time to explore every inch of her pussy. She tastes so good. I pull back and gently press one finger into her, followed by a second. Maya rocks her hips against them, taking them in deeper. I cover her clit with my mouth again as I work my fingers into her.
I curl my fingers and find her sweet spot, stroking against the sensitive spot. She squeals and tightens. It wasn't going to take long to bring her over the edge. I pick up my speed but make sure not to get too rough with her.
"Conrad, I am close." She moans and arches from the bed.
"Let it go, beautiful," I mumble against her.
Maya grinds her hips more frantically, and her fingers fist the sheets below her. She needed a little more. I thrust my fingers harder and quicken my tongue. Her legs shake, and her head falls back.
"Yes, I am going to come." She squeals.
Maya's body wraths as her orgasm takes over. I quickly swap positions, just in time for her juices to flow. I make sure to drink them up greedily, not missing a drop. I take her through the high and only stop when her body calms under me. I kiss my way up her body and tower over her.
I glance down at her. Her eyes are closed, her cheeks flushed, and she is breathing heavily. I lick my lips and growl as I can still taste her. When Maya opened her eyes to look at me, they were glazed, and she smiled shyly at me.
I stroke the hair away from her face and smile back at her.
"How was that for you, beautiful? Did you like it?" I question.
"Did my response to it not tell you how much I liked it?" she snickers.
"Mmm, yes. I liked it, too."
"You did?"
She seems genuinely surprised by my answer.
"Yes. I love it. Why do you seem surprised with my answer, beautiful?"
"It doesn't matter." She whispers, shaking her head.
There is more to the story, but something else she isn't ready to discuss. I plant a kiss on her forehead and don't ask any questions.
"Are you okay to continue?"
"Yes, but before we do. Do you have condoms because I am not on birth control? I have had no reason to be on it." she asks nervously.
"No, I don't think I do."
I ran out and haven't gotten around to buying more.
"Really?"
"I haven't been having much sex recently. I haven't had the need for them." I answer.
I have been so busy to be honest, I haven't had any time for me.
"What? Surely not?" she says shocked.
"What is with the shocked face?" I chuckle.
"I thought you would be getting it multiple times a week because you have women throwing themselves at you."
I laugh loudly, "I am not a male hoe."
"Are you sure?" she teases.
"I am positive. I haven't had sex in a while. Life has been hectic."
Maya sighs and runs her fingers through her hair, "No sex for us then."
I shake my head, "No, not right now. I could go out and get some." I suggest.
"Maybe it is a sign we are moving a little too fast, but I can fix that for you another way. I can do that for you." She says and nods towards my excitement.
"Don't worry about me, sweetheart. One thing at a time. We can slow down until you are ready for me." I smile and peck her lips.
"I am sorry, Conrad."
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Maya. I told you, when you wanted to stop, we stopped. I will get a cloth to clean you up, and then I can make us some breakfast."
I climb off the bed and disappear to the bathroom to get a wet cloth and a towel. I return and climb back onto the bed. Maya reaches out to take the cloth from me.
"I can do it." I smile.
"You don't have to." She blushes.
"I know, but I want to."
I carefully clean her up with the cloth. I chuckle when she moans and shivers, still sensitive from her orgasm. I dry her off and smile up at her.
Her cheeks and neck are red, "Thank you."
"You are welcome."
I put them into the laundry basket and climb back into bed with her. Maya rolls over to cuddle into me. I slip my arm around her, stroking her back.
"You aren't mad at me for stopping?"
I can hear the nervousness in her voice; no, fearful better explains.
"What, no, of course not. Why would you think that?" I ask gently.
"Because my ex used to get mad, real mad, if I told him I didn't want to have sex. I ended up giving it to him to stop things from escalating to him hurting me."
I hate someone made her feel like this! Whoever he was, he was clearly a bastard!
"Maya, you don't have to worry about that with me. I would never get mad or hurt you because you don't want sex. Your ex was a disgusting excuse of a man and a human. He had no right making you feel such ways because you didn't want something?"
I keep my voice calm, but anger is boiling inside of me at the mere thought of anyone hurting her.
"Promise?" she whimpers.
"I promise. You can trust me, Maya. I will always make you feel safe, not scared."
I kiss the top of her head and hug her closer to me. She nods and snuggles in tighter. I just hold her because I sense it is what she needs. We can stay here for as long as she needs, and after, I will find fun ways for us to spend our days and take her mind off everything else.