EroticReverie

Leona

The second our lips touch. I gasp , and before I can think better of it , Or think anything at all, Caines hands are cupping my face and his soft lips are pressing to mine again and backing me up into my bedroom slowly as his tongue coaxes it’s way between my lips. 

My hands on his chest. Pushing over his tattoos and his nipples and up to his shoulder as he sinks his fingers into my hair and gently tilts my head back , my tongue sweeping over his and he groans as he swings the shut with a loud click. His body moving forward as mine moves back and his facial hair pushes against my face and his messy hair falls down around my face in a curtain as he brings me all the way to my bed. 

“Fuck, you taste good, pretty girl” he groans into the kiss and then is scooping me up and laying me on my bed. My heart racing as his mouth dives back down as he hovers and groans into my mouth. I whimper. The sound seeming to make him groan even deeper and his hand slides down my side. 

“Tell me stop and I will” he says and I think about it. He even stops kissing me. Looking at me. 

“Is this okay, my good girl?” He asks as his hand slips slightly up my top and I suck in a breath as my skin yearns for him to touch it. I’ve kissed guys. But never had a guys hand up my shirt. 

 I wanted this. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted something, anything good right now. I wanted to not think and just do. But I didn’t want to regret it tomorrow. I shouldn’t even be kissing him. 

“Is it okay if we just kiss?” I ask. Embarrassed that I was too nervous to let him touch me. 

“Mhm” he says and nods and his hand slips down my stomach and out from under my shirt. 

His mouth is back on mine and I whimper again. My nipples so hard they hurt and I regret my decision to not let his hands explore under my shirt. 

“I know I shouldn’t be kissing you, but I can’t quit tasting your pretty mouth” he groans and gently bites my lower lip and tugs. 

I let out a moan as his mouth drops to my neck. Kissing and licking. Barely biting my skin and my back arches and I breathe faster. 

“Fuck, pretty girl” her groans in my ear and I whimper. 

“You can touch me” I exhale shakily. “I want you to touch me” I say and his hand slides down my side and between my legs and I gasp , my eyes going wide as he cups my pussy and starts to rub me through my clothes. Not what I meant. But now that his hand is there….oh god. 

I moan and my hips lifts. 

“I want to make you feel good Leona” he says looking down at me and I whimper with a nod and his fingers press against my clit through my pajama pants. 

“Has anyone ever touched you here?” He asks and I shake my head. He groans. 

“Do you want me to stop?” He asks and I shake my head. 

“Can I put my hand in your pants and feel how wet you are?” He asks and I fucking tremble. 

“I…yes” I exhale and he groans and his hand slides up and down into my pants slowly.  

“Spread your legs , pretty girl” he whispers. Nudging my nose with his and my legs push apart and he groans.  His fingers sliding down and gasp as the push over my pubic hair and down between my shaved lips and the tip of his finger slides over my pussy. 

“Fuck” he groans as his fingertip pushes and rubs around my entrance , spreading my arousal all around it , and dragging it up to my clit and I gasp. 

“Youre so fucking wet Leona” he whispers and I whimper as his finger circles my clit. 

“God, I want to make you cum , pretty girl, can I do that? Will you let me rub this clit till you cum for me , my good girl?” He asks and I let out a pathetic cry and I nod. 

“Youre sure this is okay right? You don’t want me to stop?” He asks and I nod to the first and shake my head to the second. 

“Fuck, I’ll make you feel good anytime you need it Leona, okay?” He whispers and I nod with a moan as he keeps rubbing. Finger dipping down and teasing my entrance and the tip do his finger pushes into me and he groans. 

“Fuck, you feel so sweet” he groans and slides the tip of his finger back out and to my clit and let out a soft cry. His mouth covers mine. 

“That’s my girl” he groans on my mouth and I cry louder as my climax draws closer. Why was it so easy to let him touch me like this? Was it because I was over tired? Delirious? Was it because I was vulnerable and just wanted to feel something good? Was it because he was attractive and called me pretty girl and because he saw me crying earlier and took me to the cliff and made me scream it all out? 

“I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum” I cry. Barely able to believe it. I was about to have my first orgasm by someone’s hand other than my own. 

“That’s it sweetness , let it cum for me , pretty girl” he groans and kisses me as I cry out. My body tensing as my orgasm crashes through me and I cry out. Caines mouth covers mine. Swallowing my cries as his fingers rub my clit through the best fucking thing I’ve ever felt. 

It’s over far too soon. My legs snapping shut and trapping his hand when it becomes too much. 

“My fucking god” he growls and dips to my neck and kisses it. “Youre so damn sweet” he groans and licks my neck as my legs tremble and his hand retreats and he lifts his hand to his mouth and I gasp as he sucks his fingers and curses around them. 

“Of course you taste like a fucking angel” he groans and then brings his mouth to mine and kisses me. And I can taste myself on his lips and on his tongue. 

He groans and keeps kissing me as I whimper and then he lifts up and looks down at me. Bracing himself on his hands as he studies me. 

“Do you regret it?” He asks and I blink. I shake my head. 

“Do…you?” I ask. He smiles. 

“No sweet girl. I definitely don’t.” He says and leans down. Giving me a soft kiss. 

“Nobody can know about this. My brothers would riot. And my parents would kill me for it.” He says and I shake my head. 

“I won’t say anything.  I know.” I say. 

“I mean what I said….anytime…to talk…or to…” he smirks slightly. “You just come to me. Okay?” 

I nod. 

“Good girl.” He says quietly.  Kissing me once more. 

“Get some sleep” he says. 

I lay there. Watching as he moves to my door and looks back. 

“Goodnight Leona” he says with a soft smile and then turns and leaves my room. 

“Goodnight.” I whisper to my empty room.