Chapter 230 Letting Her Take Control
"I know what you need, baby," I rasp, grabbing her leggings and her panties and pulling them down in one swoop, and tossing them... somewhere unimportant.
My hand trembles as I reach between her thighs and I sigh as my fingers meet her slick flesh for the first time. "Baby, your wet for me," I mumble, moving my mouth down her throat, licking the salty taste of her flesh.
I circle her clit and she whimpers, bucking my hand. "It's okay, Charlie. You're doing so good," I coo.
I slide my fingers through her juices and slip the tip of my finger into her tightness, pumping just a little bit, getting her used to my touch.
"Trent... I..."
"Shh... don't be scared, baby. Never scared... Just feel," I pant. She hasn't even touched me, and I'm so fucking excited I might blow the moment she does.
I rub her clit with the heel of my hand, causing her to tremble at the pressure. I sink my finger deeper into her, pumping slowly. I think I might cum just from the lust alone.
Then I feel it. The slight tremors of her pussy around my fingers. She gasps. "Trent... I..." she trembles, I can tell she's nervous.
"Shh, baby. This is what it's supposed to feel like. Just let it come. Just feel it, Charlie," I encourage her.
And she does. She trembles through her first orgasm, gasping my name and I swear it's the most beautiful fucking thing I've ever seen in my life.
I hold her through it, pumping my finger inside her, dragging her orgasm out until it's sporadic shivers of pleasure.
I finally pull my finger away and I just kiss her until she comes back down. I smirk at the dazed look in her eyes. She's gorgeous and she has no idea.
I sit up and pull myself to the headboard, back to the wall and pull her up to sitting position. I'm not done with her yet.
"Charlie?" I whisper, but she's too busy looking at my cock. I can see the fear in her eyes. This was what I had planned on working with. "It's not going to bite you, Charlie, it's just flesh," I swallow.
She gasps and looks into my eyes. I can see how nervous she is. "Go ahead and touch it, Angel. It's not going to hurt you. All it wants to do is give you pleasure," I insist, taking her small hand in mine and placing it on my aching shaft.
I moan when she wraps her deft hands around me and starts pumping. "Oh, God! Yes! Just like that, Charlie!"
I reach over between her thighs and once again I start to tease her clit. She's so fucking wet and it's hard to get my head on straight, but I need to do this right.
"Trent... I... we..." she looks up at me in confusion as she trembles under my touch. But she's not pushing me away. She's moving with my hand now. I know she's ready.
"Straddle my legs, baby," I instruct.
Carefully she follows my command.
"I'm not going to do a damn thing, baby. If you want to use my cock to stroke your pretty little clit and make yourself come, then that is all we'll do. If You want to dip my head into your tight little hole and just hold it there, then we'll do that. If you want to ride my cock until you feel so good you see fucking starts, then that is exactly what we'll do. I want you to use me, baby. Use my body for what makes you feel good," I grumble, holding perfectly still.
I'm not going to touch her. Not unless she wants me to.
I can see the calculations in those pretty little eyes.
"Really?" she whispers.
"Yes, baby girl. Use me however you want. I won't touch you until you say to," I reiterate.
She gets up on her knees and I swallow hard. Those fucking beautiful breasts are in my face and I groan.
This time, she smirks, placing one right in front of my mouth like an offering from the gods. I latch onto it and start sucking, keeping the rest of me still.
I can feel her wet little pussy rubbing up against my cock. "Good girl," I encourage her.
She tests her courage, rubbing her little clit with my head, and shit, it feels so fucking good. I'm already leaking.
And then I feel her reaching for my cock and lining me up with her sheath. She's dripping down me, and God, it feels so good! I can't stop the groan even if I wanted to.
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she lowers herself onto my stiff shaft. And I freeze. I let her take control. I let her be the one to make the choice how deep she goes.
I'm panting as she gets halfway down and freezes. Then she begins to rock her hips.
I grip the sheets with my hands, refusing to pull her the rest of the way down. I focus all my attention on her luscious breasts and the feeling of finally being inside her.
And then she impales herself hard and I bottom out with a grunt of pure pleasure. "God! Charlie! You feel so tight..." I pant.
And then she's moving her hips, grinding against me. "Charlie..." I mumble against her skin.
She grabs my hands and places them on her hips, and that's all the encouragement I need. I pull her closer and I start pounding inside her like it will kill me not to move... because it was.
"Trent... I'm... Oh, God!" And then she's milking my cock and I can't hold it back anymore.
"YES! SHIT! CHARLIE!" I groan and we collapse on the bed together, riding out the high I've never known before.