Chapter 108 Giving him the reins

Chapter 108 Giving him the reins
I was in a daze throughout the day. I wanted to argue, to tell him he had no right to say those words to me, but I couldn't shake off how genuine he sounded when he looked at me, barring his soul, so I could see how well he meant by what he was doing.

Not for the first time, he made me feel guilty, knowing I was playing with his feelings while he wasn't doing the same. He was trying to be the best lover ever, but I realized it wasn't my fault. He made me feel this way about him, and it was his payback.

Now that I had gotten his love and a share in his company, I knew it was time for me to step up the game.

Having that in mind, I decided to make our last sexual encounter the best for him, knowing it would be the last time I ever got intimate with him. I thought about it for a long time before choosing the

scene.

Dashiell stood nervously over the counter, looking at me. He tried to avoid my gaze, but couldn't do that, not with how I leaned on the counter, pushing my breasts out.

His gaze dropped from my eyes to about the level of my breasts. I was wearing a small, figure-hugging black top, which did little to hide my bosom. They pushed against the material like pebbles, eager to be out.

"Nova." He gulped, his gaze returning to my face. "Why did you suddenly call me? Do you need any help?" He sounded nervous, almost as if I might bite his head off at any given moment.

"Of course, I do. I need your help." My smile was seductive as I took hold of the hem of my top and dragged it upward. My arms rose, uncovering my breasts and peeling off the small, flimsy garment in one fluid motion. I wanted to give him a tease but knew it was practically impossible. With how tight the polo was, it might get stuck in my head should I pull it over slowly.

Unembarrassed, I dropped it onto the counter and stood before him, topless. "I need your help with something, Dash," I lowered my voice to whisper as my gaze lowered to his crotch.

He pushed a hand into the front of his pants, adjusting himself. The red flush on his cheeks and his ears made me giggle. He looked like a cute nerd who was about to be banged by a MILF. "Come on, you don't have to be shy," I encouraged, jiggling my breasts a little and wondering where I learned something like this because it didn't seem like me to do it.

He seemed like he wanted to bolt from the place, but in the end, I won. I watched with a small smile as he approached. Then his warm fingers were curling around the swell of my bosom, rubbing and feeling me hungrily. He pushed me back against the counter and bent his head over my big boobs, kissing the upper curves as he massaged and fondled them.

He was as gentle as ever, almost to the point of frustration as he tried not to hurt me. I uttered a little sigh of satisfaction as he groped me, pushing his body into my curves as his warm, soft mouth closed around the stiffness of my left nipple, and he suckled as his left hand circled my right breast.

"Fuck!" I cried out, arching my back at the onslaught of pleasure on my body.

I shuddered with satisfaction, snaking my arms around him as his mouth roamed from one nipple to the other, licking and kissing my heaving breasts, sucking on the points until they were hard and sore, glistening rosy pink on the pale swell of my tits.

His lips wandered to my neck and throat briefly, sending ripples of pleasure through my chest and belly, then he kissed my mouth, his tongue darting between my teeth as his hands groped down the curve of my waist. I felt one hot hand in the small of my back, then the other glided down the flat of my abdomen into the front of my shorts.

I wanted to wear a tight skirt for this, but opted for a short skirt because why not? I looked hotter with the short shorts than I did with the skimpy skirt, which barely covered my arse.

Grunting in approval, he snaked his fingers in, going straight to my quivering cunt. His fingers stroked my shaved mound, causing me to squirm as he forced his finger deeper, exploring the wetness of my pussy lips. Little shivers of excitement coursed through my body from my cunt as he groped me firmly there.

He didn't seem as shy as he was when I asked him to do this. He was just like a changed man, one ready to brave the storm for the pleasures that came after it.

Stroking for a few seconds, he pulled his hand out of my pants and licked his fingers. "Fuck, I can't get enough of you, Nova. You taste so sweet. I wish to get down on my knees and worship your pussy. But more than that, I want to screw you so hard, you won't be able to walk for days."

Rippling shivers went through my body at his words. Smiling, I bit my lower lip as I whispered, "Show me exactly what you want to do.

"Then get out of those shorts. I want to see you bend down as you get them away from your beautiful body."

Nodding, I undid my shorts and eased them off my hips, letting them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them now and leaned back against the counter, spreading my legs for him.

He ogled my pussy shamelessly as he peeled off his tank top and unzipped his fly immediately, coming back to stand between my legs as he freed his erect penis from his briefs and guided my right hand to it. Letting my fingers curl around his long, hard shaft, I stroked him steadily, feeling him grow even more for my touch.

"Fucking hell, Nova. Your hands feel so good!" He groaned, leaning close to place a kiss on my lips. I let him do that. After all, it was our last night together, and I had already decided that I would let him do whatever he pleased.

His fingers slipped between my legs again, and we kissed harder as he wriggled one, then two fingers into my pussy and fucked me urgently. The other hand caressed the back of my neck as his tongue explored my mouth, then glided down my naked back and dipped between my bare buttocks. I did not resist as he probed and then fingered my arsehole.

Like I said, this was his night, and he was free to do whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't go over the fence with his imagination, that is.

"Dash..." I moaned, pumping his cock harder as he pushed a second finger into my arse, making me twist and gasp as he stretched both my holes. At last, he broke the kiss and pulled his fingers from my pussy, caressing my face and pushing them into my hair.

"Do you like this?" He asked, staring into my eyes with a burning ferocity that almost brought me to my knees, gulping. I nodded, looking at him with a small smile. "Do you want to take me in your mouth? To show me just how good you think I am?"

Once more, I nodded. If he figured out I was acting odd, he didn't voice it out. Probably, he thought, I was finally getting close to him, not knowing I was just letting him do whatever he pleased because it was our last night together.