“What do you want to do?” She peered into the darkness like she was expecting something. But I hadn’t planned a thing. I just wanted to have her there.
Slipping the lanyard from my neck, I shrugged. “It’s up to you. Did you have anything in mind?”
With timid steps, she moved into the darkened store, fingers trailing over books as she passed. I decided to let her lead and see where she took it. She had to explore her own sexual nature. I couldn’t always be the one pushing. Dawn stopped at the large kiosk in the back of the building, turned to look at me over her shoulder, and tugged on the short skirt she was wearing.
I watched as she got her bearings and straightened her shoulders before she turned all the way around and leaned back, thrusting her tits out and taking a confident stance. “I want you to do whatever you want to. How’s that?”
Had it been anyone else offering like that, I may have taken them up on it. But I wasn’t going to back down. We’d just started, and I promised myself it wouldn’t happen until she was one hundred percent ready.
“Okay. How about this?” I circled around her, pulling my lower lip between my thumb and forefinger, as I thought. “Get up on the counter.”
She did, pressing her knees together, waiting.
“Are you wearing panties?”
“Yes.”
“Not anymore, you’re not. Give them here.” I held out my hand and watched while she slid them off and handed them over. “Lie back and close your eyes.” I was behind her by that point, my lips near her ear. “I want you to show me that you can make yourself come all by yourself. No vibrator. Just you. And if you do then I’ll do it next time.”
Her eyes opened again and she frowned. “What? You wanted me to come here and get myself off in front of you again?”
“Hey. You didn’t actually do it the first time, you know. That thigh rubbing bullshit is not the same as watching you play with your pussy, Bunny. We both know it.”
“Fine.” She huffed and lay back, taking a deep breath and bunching her skirt up a little on her thighs.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just feel like it’s too quiet. Are there cameras? Can you play some music or maybe—”
I covered her mouth with my own and held her face in my hands, kissing her hard and deep, making her moan. Her lips were so soft, and everything else was, too. So I skimmed her nipple with my palm and trailed across her stomach until my hand was on her thigh. With gentle pressure, I pulled one knee away from the other and listened as she gasped a little.
“Go ahead,” I spoke against her lips. I felt her shoulder move a bit and then her hand brushed mine, resting where her thigh and pelvis met. I pulled back and frowned. “What?”
“It’s not, um . . .” Her eyes were squeezed shut and she puffed out her cheeks in embarrassment. “I’m not ready.”
“You’re not wet?”
“Not anymore! I was thinking you’d be the one doing this, and now I’ve got stage fright like when you have to pee in a public bathroom. Okay? I’ve got . . .”
Fap fright. She was afraid to get off in front of me, and that would not do.
I leaned into her again and exhaled by her ear, goose bumps erupting beneath my fingers in reaction. “What do you need, baby? Do you need me to tell you I want to be inside you so fucking bad that it keeps me up at night? I want to know what it’s like. How you feel. What sounds you make. I’m hard just thinking about how wet you’ll be when it finally happens.”
She moaned, and I felt her shift a bit, her hand creeping closer while I watched from my periphery. I kissed her neck, then her cheek. Sliding my nose against her lips, I placed a soft kiss there, too. My fingers played along her throat and lower, teased across the swell of her breast, and descended until my hand was covering hers. I led her fingers to hover above her clit, her hips and thighs shaking while she held her breath.
“You can’t
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