Dark Empathy by Archibald Bradford (best books to read for women .txt) 📗

the lead, so with a warm smile he reached out and took her hands in his.

“It’s okay, it’s more than okay. I’ve never seen this side of you before. I like it.”

“I can- do you want my mouth first?” She blurted out, pink to the roots of her hair.

The offer, while awkward, was still intensely arousing, but he shook his head.

“As tempting as that is, I think maybe it’s about time I did something to prove myself to you.” He said with his hands on her waist.

She audibly swallowed and for a moment looked slightly unsteady as her core heated from the erotic promise in his words.

“What did you have in mind?” She whispered.

He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her cleavage, taking a deep breath of her scent before letting it out.

“I’m sure I’ll think of something.” His words came out muffled by her tit flesh; “Why don’t you sit down on the bed?”

She drew in a deep breath and let it out all at once to steady herself, then smiled at him, grateful that he was taking the lead as she sat in front of him.

“How do you want me?”

Standing in front of her knees, he caressed the sides of her head as he leaned in to kiss her.

With her sitting, their faces were about at the same height.

The kiss was tender and sweet, but short.

They both had other things in mind.

“I want you however I can get you. Lie down?”

She did as he asked, leaning back as he fell to his knees before her.

As she settled on the bed he planted a tender kiss on her well-defined abdomen.

“You have such a beautiful body.” He murmured as his tongue slipped out and teased at her naval.

“Ah! That tickles Valkyrja-datta.”

He frowned and nipped her skin gently, drawing a gasp from her as his hands slid up to her top, gently caressing around her breasts.

“Not in here, not like this. You can call me Nameless, or sweet-cheeks if you want, but please… no lofty titles.”

His questing hands found the corded leather laces between her breasts that held her top in place and undid them with agonizing slowness.

She sighed as her top came loose, her breasts swelling with every inhalation.

“As you wish… beloved.”

Still moving like a sloth in winter, he kissed his way upwards, tasting her skin as he crawled on to the bed and up her body until his knees were on either side of her waist.

He wanted to see her breasts when he finally freed them from her top.

They had bathed together a number of times, seen each other naked a number of times, but never before was there this level of sexual intent.

Their eyes met and he was surprised to see a single tear tracing down the side of her face and disappearing into her hair.

Using only his thumb, he wiped away the bit of moisture and raised a single eyebrow at her.

“You- you are driving me mad!” She protested, wiping at her eyes in agitation.

He chuckled and placed his hand on her shoulder before drawing it down her muscled bicep and gripping her wrist.

Very deliberately he pulled her hand to his groin so that she could feel how hard he had become.

She sucked in a deep breath when she felt his girth in his trousers, cupping it with growing confidence when she saw his eyes flutter in pleasure.

“See what you’ve done to me?” He spoke softly.

She licked her lips to moisten them and he took the opportunity to lean down and kiss her again while she began to fondle his length.

His tongue met hers and their kiss deepened as he groaned into her mouth.

It was several intense moment before he finally sat up again, with her working his cock through his pants the entire time.

“Do you like what you feel?” He murmured as he traced his fingers over the swell of her cleavage; “Because I like what I feel.”

“I do. I have… I do not wish to make you uncomfortable, but I have dreamt of this moment, of your hands upon my body, and mine on yours.”

“Why would that make me uncomfortable?”

Her head turned to one side, shame-faced.

“I have no expectations beyond tonight.” She whispered.

Clueing in to the source of her discomfort, he used one finger to turn her face back to meet his kindly gaze.

“Then let’s make the most of tonight.” His thumb slid over her lips before drifting back down to tease at the swell of her breasts; “I want to see you.”

Her hand had resumed kneading his cock and his pleasure was mounting, but he stayed focused on undoing her top.

The mood having heated up as quickly as it dimmed, she smiled a coy smile and licked her lips yet again.

“I want to see you too.”

He returned her smile, though his was more teasing as he began to pull her loosened top apart, more and more of her tit-flesh spilling into view.

“What’s stopping you?”

Her other hand found its way to his groin as well, her fingers fumbling to undo the clasp of his pants.

She hesitated though when it came to his fly, unfamiliar with the simple zipper that held it in place.

“How do I-”

“Here, let me.”

He paused in the almost reverential act of unveiling her breasts long enough to reach down and pull the tag all the way down with a scratchy noise that made her giggle.

“What an odd little contraption.”

He shrugged.

“I suppose, just don’t play with it too much, the teeth can be unpleasant.”

She laughed some more, but resumed shifting his pants down. Soon all that separated her hands from his cock was his underwear.

Her chest swelled as she drew