He took a moment to look at me then returned his gaze to God. “Speaking of the said beautiful woman, I think that something is a little off with her. Or it’s possible she drank some of the wine she brought for us to supposedly share. Bottle did feel light when I picked it up.”
I started to laugh and couldn’t stop.
“Anyway, she seems to think we should go slow, as if the eleven years I was without her wasn’t slow as shit. Pardon my language. And given the nature of recent situations of complication. Please, please tell me why my woman believes this is a good idea.”
“God,” I cut in and giggled. “Forgive me for eavesdropping on Tai’s prayer, but seeing as I’m right here I thought I’d help with an answer. Please tell him when you respond that I count him as a blessing twice too, although you know it’s more than that. But, we mustn’t let his head swell. It’s big enough.”
Tai eased up onto his elbows making me slide down a little. He searched my face, looking me over. Adoration in his eyes. Just like always.
I continued. “Please tell him that the reason I would like to go slow, after an eleven year absence in each other’s lives, and given the nature of situations, recent situations of complication, is that I literally just want to savor him. It’s not often I date and I haven’t exactly had a real relationship in more than three years. I hope he understands. Amen.”
I knew he knew about Jason. And… knowing Tai I knew he wouldn’t ask me about him yet. He knew me well enough to know when I was okay to talk about something. He also knew not to ruin a magical connection like the one we were having, but to make it better.
He flipped me over, returning me to my back and him on top of me. then he kissed me.
“Message received and understood,” he spoke against my lips , his breath hot and alluring. Then he moved back to look into my face. “ Although I find it hard to believe that you haven’t had a relationship in over three years. Look at you, you’re perfect.” He cupped my face.
I had to fight tears, because he wouldn’t know just how much it meant to me to hear him say that.
Perfect.
Being called perfect by the man you’d always dreamed about was right up there with one of the things I valued most.
Sometimes it was the little things in life that counted. Not always the big, grand gestures that people made a show of. It could just be simple words.
It was so much the better when they were heartfelt.
“We’ll talk about that.”
“I plan to.” He smiled. “But guess what?”
I stifled a sigh when I noted the sly flicker of mischief in his eyes.
Trouble.
That meant trouble.
“What Tai?”
Now that look of pure desire filled his eyes. “Slowwww is tasting.”
“What?” I laughed.
“Slow is tasting. The teaser phase. It’s the prelude to the main course. Basically it’s like acting like teenagers but in a purely adult way. Meaning there will be no necking or petting. There will be actual tasting, adult style.”
“That was in the answer to your prayer.”
“Oh no princess, this is all me. If you want slow, we do it this way. Slow fucking.”
My lips parted in sheer surprise and I swallowed hard. God in heaven this man was going to kill me with his ways of thinking.
“Tai what is slow fucking?” Yes, I’d fallen into the trap. That was the exact question he wanted me to ask.
“Extended foreplay.”
I’d never heard that before.
“Extended foreplay?”
He nodded with a purely lascivious smile. “Let me show you what I mean.”
Pure seduction, paralyzing and erotic filled his features. It indeed paralyzed me and lulled me into wanting whatever he had to show me.
I shuffled when he slid his fingers to my back so he could get the zip on my dress. He pulled it down and immediately the light brown hues of his pupils darkened.
I wasn’t wearing a bra because I loved my bodycon dresses to have a the built in cups. The look was better for me.
His eyes glued to my breasts which were already hard with my nipples puckered.
Tai peeled the dress off me and didn’t stop there. He tugged on my panties, positioned me so that I was flat on my back and slid his hand over and under the soft lace. I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out when his fingers brushed over my entrance unhinging my thoughts. That sinful smile returned to his face as he slid a finger inside me and flicked it over the hard, extremely sensitive nub of my clit.
Now I did moan.
“That’s it princess, moan, and groan and get lost in me. This slow idea of yours was definitely a great idea. Time to really start the warm up.”
I couldn’t answer. There was a moment when maybe I could but then his lips covered my right breast taking in a good amount of flesh. Now he mimicked the flicking motion his fingers had on my clit, over my nipple. Flicking backwards and forwards, then circling. Then sucking like he could taste me.
“That feel good baby?” he asked still licking my nipple.
“Ye-ah.” I could barely talk. It was more of a moan.
“Good, want more?”
“Yes.” I needed more.
He moved to the neglected breast and did the same thing, giving it the same attention.
Uncontrollable moans, mindless from the heat that rippled through me escaped my lips.
But I didn’t realize that I hadn’t began to feel anything yet.
He left my breasts, trailed kisses down the flat of my stomach, kissed around my tattoos, then went straight to my pussy.
I was completely wet.
“Soaked.” He said confirming my thoughts, but said it more to himself than me and sounded like he craved it. craved me.
Tai slid my panties down my legs with ease, but in pure Tai style he amplified the mere taking off my kissing his way down my thighs and calves. Every nerve in my body responded to his touch which was a deadly combo of sweet and desire filled.
It was heaven, pure bliss, pure passion. Ecstasy.
Then he parted my thighs and buried his face between my legs pressing his tongue straight into my pussy, tasting me like he couldn’t get enough and wanted more.
That. That was the moment I truly began to feel.
My mouth snapped open and I cried out as his slick tongue went inside and out. What coursed through me after was the kind of pleasure I couldn’t quite describe and never experienced before.
He continued like that sucking and drinking while I melted into him. Then those sexy eyes reached out to mine and suddenly it became too much. He lifted his head then slid his finger back in, moving in and out at a rhythm. Another finger was added and another, then his pace increased. That was when I came.
The orgasm that gripped me, scorched my mind clean of everything. Every nerve, every cell alive with it. buzzing, sparkling, burning.
“Oh Tai, ughhh. “ my lips parted and I couldn’t breathe properly. I had to steady it to stop from panting.
“Fuck.” He winced and moved back with a pained expression on his face, his hand pressed to his crotch. I could see the massive bulge of his cock immediately. It pushed against his sweat pants.
I knew exactly what to do.
I sat up and crawled over to him. He caressed my cheek as I did.
“Want me to take care of that for you?” I asked running my hands over his crotch gripping on to his shaft beneath the soft cotton and working my hands over it.
He sucked in a sharp breath.
“Yes baby. I can’t imagine anything better than your lips on my cock.”
Me neither.
I slipped off the bed and went to my knees in front of him. His face when I did that was classic. It was that look of shock mingled with disbelief, and a hint of a smile.
He straightened up on the bed so I could pulled down his pants. He shoved them down his legs revealing more tattoos I would explore later.
> Next came his boxers and I had to stop and stare.
He looked massive under his pants but the real life version of him made my heart stop.
Tai wasn’t just massive. I would more describe him as colossal in magnitude.
Seeing him made me regret my request for going slow, because I now I craved him inside me.
“Like what you see princess?”
“Impressed.”
Even my response shocked him, but seemed to encourage him. “Naughty princess, suck my cock.”
I grabbed the base of his cock and lowered my mouth taking in his thickness. He groaned and slipped his hands behind my head encouraging me to continue so I did.
Bobbing up and down I worked him, tasting him too. Hoping that he felt as good as I did.
I chanced looking up and him and saw that he seemed to be. He ran his fingers through my hair and I sucked him harder.
“Jesus Phoebe, that’s so fucking hot.” Torment filled his voice.
He squeezed his eyes shut and his head fell back as I took him deeper into my throat. Seeing that he was enjoying it, I swirled my tongue around his shaft and started massaging his balls.
This was all for him. I wanted to pleasure him the way he did for me, but the mingle of his deep groans and the hot, wet, messy, sounds that came from my mouth sucking him turned me on.
“Fuck, baby. I’m going to cum, I –”
He tried to pull away so he wouldn’t cum in my mouth but I held him still and sucked harder, showing him that I wanted him to. His cock twitched and tensed then his release came. Warm, hot and virile hitting the back of my throat filling my mouth with his cum.
His heavy breathing calmed and he reached down to fondle my tits.
“You—”
I interrupted him by swallowing his cum. The salty tingle hit the back of my throat and I smiled.
“Hot damn, fuck.” He returned the smile with pure satisfaction. “Come here baby.” He beckoned for me to sit in his lap.
I did.
“You.” He began.
I placed my arms around his neck. “No you.”
“I think I’m going to enjoy playing with you far too much.”
“Me too, with you.”
Chapter 24
Phoebe
We played like that all night.
Tasting. Enjoying. Savoring.
Then we lay in each other’s arms wrapped in the warmth of the magical sensation that bonded us together.
I knew Tai wasn’t sleeping, could tell from his breathing.
He was thinking, just like me.
There was so much I wanted to tell him. To really talk and tell him, but I held back.
Deep down I knew I could trust him but I also knew I had to be careful not to fall into the lasting afterglow of our extended foreplay.
The happy buzz could be making me think anything. My skin was tingling and I couldn’t believe we hadn’t even had sex yet.
He ran a finger over my stomach and rested his head in the crook of my neck.
“What are you thinking Phoebe?” he asked, voice soft against my ear. “We’ve been awake for hours. If you’re asleep then I can at least calm the urge to take you right here.”
He wasn’t joking I could feel his arousal pressing against my ass.
I smiled and turned to face him. Our faces were inches apart.
“I should have kept in touch. I could have. I should have at least found some way to apologize to you for the way my mother behaved.”
He frowned. “Forget it princess.”
“I can’t. It was one of the worst days of my life.” I would never forget it. not ever.
“But… look at us now.” He held his hand over me and I reached up to take it. “We can enjoy this.” He breathed.
I returned my gaze to him and clutched on to my pearl with my other hand.
“We can.”
He smiled when he saw me holding the pearl. “It suits you baby. It looks exactly how I imagined it would when I found it.”
“Tell me what happened, how you found it. I want to hear the story.”
He tweaked my nose playfully. “Dad took Neo and I to Indonesia to swim with sharks.”
“What? Swimming with sharks?” I shouldn’t have sounded so surprised.
“Oh yeah. It was one of his father son bonding activities. I loved it.”
I snuggled against his chest still holding onto his hand and the pearl.
“One of the sharks kept swimming after a stingray. I followed it, thinking it was cool to swim with both and that was when I saw the oyster. Tucked into the crevice of the last remains of a coral reef that had been destroyed in a hurricane the year before.”
“I can’t believe you found an oyster with a pearl.”
“It was amazing Phoebe. When I brought it to shore Neo went crazy over it because he’d never found anything like that. My dad said, give it to someone special. It was like he knew all that time how I felt about you. So I had it made into the necklace. It was like it was always supposed to be yours.”
I had to sit up because I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I never thought he gave any thought to me in between the spaces of time outside our summers. Hearing he did meant everything.
“Thank you.” I couldn’t stop the tear that ran down my cheek, nor the warmth that seeped into my heart and filtered into my soul. “I’ll treasure it forever.”
He smiled and cupped my face. “You are treasure, to me.”
Tai
I pretended to look over the pictures we’d taken at the cave, going through the motion of laying each one on my desk.
I scanned over them not really seeing anything because I was watching Phoebe while she spoke to Akito.
That little denim skirt she wore showed off her golden legs, and the camisole top looked like fucking lingerie.
Torture. I’d been turned on since she came to my house on Saturday. Correction, it was more like since I heard she was coming to Japan.
Hard and on the verge of exploding.
I wanted her, wanted to rip her clothes off and consume her. I didn’t know how the fuck I’d been so patient.
Frustration took over and I set my gaze on her.
God, did Akito have to talk so much?
I didn’t think I could wait any longer.
Feeling the intensity of my gaze she turned to me as Akito gushed on about his theories. Phoebe wasn’t paying attention to him. She was looking back at me. Our eyes locked, and even from here I could see the same hungry look in her eyes that I felt.
It wasn’t until Akito called her name that she returned her focus on him.
“I’m going to rush off to a meeting.” Akito beamed.
Good. This was my chance.
The minute Akito left I made my move.
Dashing up the stairs I swooped her up into my arms.
She giggled but I kissed her consuming that mouth of hers I’d had so many fantasies about.
I moved with her around to the other side of the shelves where we could be hidden to do whatever the fuck we wanted.
Jesus Christ I wanted this woman so badly I ached. She tried to speak against my lips but I wouldn’t let her.
She was probably going to say something like someone could walk around here and catch us, to which my answer would have been that I didn’t really care. My needs had to come first today.
I needed her too much. Needed to taste the sweetness of her lips, the sweetness of her.
This business about taking things slow was killing me. It was a tortuous craze of pain that seared through my being.
She gave into me, kissing me back with the same desire and craving.
But this wasn’t enough.
These crazy teenaged make out sessions. We’d gone past that long ago. I was pretty sure last week I’d said there would be lots of fucking and she’d agreed.
Time to get a move on it.
I wanted to explore her body, all of it, and indulge on her until I litera
lly went crazy.
She gasped when I started nibbling on the silky smooth skin of her neck. I wanted to start there then make my way down to her delicious breasts.
“Tai.” Her voice sounded strained, but filled with pleasure. I liked that, too. I liked knowing I caused her to sound like that. “Someone could come in,” she giggled, moving out of my grasp.
“I don’t give a shit, Phoebe.” I placed my hand back at her waist and cast my eyes over her tiny frame.
“Akito could come back.” She reached up and touched my jaw, holding her hand there.
“He’s gone to a meeting.” I went back to nibbling her neck.
“Tai, we’re behind a shelf and people can still see us.” She hissed
I turned to look back down to where the desks were. She was right. Anyone that came right in could see us kissing straightaway. But I didn’t want to move.
Where the hell could we go besides my house, or my car?
A hotel?
No, too much work and too obvious. It ruined the mood.
Where could we go?
Damn if it were later, much later as in everyone gone we’d be good to go.
“This is gonna happen.” I assured her. “By my watch we should be on at least round three by now. As in just today.”
She laughed. “We can’t do anything here.”
I picked up the hem of her top and ran my fingers against the silky fabric. “You wore this to torture me didn’t you,” I teased.
Her bright blue eyes widened and she smiled. “These are my normal clothes.”
“Well your clothes torture me.” I lifted the top and exposed her smooth, flat stomach. I wanted to see the belly button bar. Last time she had a bar that had two blue stones. Today’s bar had two pink stones that contrasted well with the soft bronze color of her skin. Super sexy.
“Jesus, Phoebe. How the fuck am I supposed to keep my hands off you? Slow’s over. ”
That hungry look up close made it damn hard to think of anything else but feasting on her naked body.
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