Waiting for Him

by Samantha Cole

  Clearing his throat, he tried to remain calm and not freak her out. “Uh, wow, um…damn, didn’t see that coming. How…I mean, why…shit, help me out here, Kat. I’m not mad or disappointed…just shocked you never…that you’re still a virgin.” Yeah, well, that all could’ve been said a lot better. He reached up and touched her chin, turning her head so she was looking at him. She was embarrassed, that was evident. But she had nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact, he was thrilled no other man had ever taken her. “Don’t be embarrassed. Talk to me, baby. You said earlier you wanted to have sex with me. If you want to do this, we need some communication here. I need to know things in order to make it good for you. The first time can be uncomfortable if I don’t do things right.”

  “If you’re talking about breaking my…you know…I did it years ago with…”

  His eyes narrowed and he growled. “With who? You just said you were a virgin.”

  “I am! But just because I’ve never been with a man, doesn’t mean I didn’t have urges and needs. So I took care of it myself, with…”

  “A vibrator,” he finished for her.

  Kat nodded, her cheeks getting redder by the second.

  “Damn, that’s hot. The thought of you…shit!” Boomer hadn’t thought he could get any harder than he already was, but the images bombarding his brain were sending his hormones into overdrive. He was wishing he’d changed into a pair of sweatpants because he was going to have zipper marks on his cock from his jeans. He needed to keep his inner beast in check or he’d scare the shit out of her. “I have to ask, baby, why haven’t you ever had sex before? Don’t tell me there was never an opportunity. You’re gorgeous and must be beating them off with a baseball bat. I know you were in hiding and all, but after starting a new life in Portland, there had to have been guys who tried to get you into their beds. Otherwise, it doesn’t say much for the male population in Oregon.”

  She snorted. “Please, I know I’m not ugly, but I’m far from gorgeous. I’m a plain-Jane, nothing special.”

  Was she kidding him? Growling again, Boomer snatched her hip and tugged until she was on her side, then sent a stinging slap to her left butt cheek.

  “Ow! What was that for?” Her eyes were wide with shock…and something else…arousal.

  “Rule number one of my world, Kitten, is you never…ever…put yourself down. It’s one of the fastest ways for you to earn a punishment. There is no way you’re a ‘plain-Jane’. I still remember the night of my party, and I told you how beautiful you were to me. But it doesn’t even come close to how beautiful you are today. You’re the woman who walks into a room and men instantly want you in their beds. But then you speak, and they want to fall down on their knees and worship you. You’re sexy as sin, both inside and out, and I want to prove it to you. But you still haven’t answered my question. Why haven’t you had sex before now?” He knew it was ridiculous to hope she’d been waiting for him. Waiting for a time when she could be with him again. But that’s what he was dying to hear from her lips.

  “I don’t know. I mean, I dated a few guys, but it never felt right. It felt like something was missing. And now I think I know what it was.”

  Boomer held his breath.

  “It was you, Benny. None of those other guys were you. My heart and my body always knew it wanted you and no one else.”

  His heart felt like it was going to burst from his ribcage. Hauling her against his hard chest, he grasped her hair. “Jesus, that’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”

  Rolling on his back, he pulled her with him and claimed her mouth again. Tasting…savoring…marking her as his. His other hand slid down her back until it reached her ass and he gripped her cheek. A thought popped into his frazzled brain and he tugged on her hair to break their lip-lock. Breathless, he said, “Kitten, I need you to tell me this is what you want. I’ll make it good for you, I promise. We’ll keep things ‘vanilla’ for now, but I’m going to give you a safe-word anyway. If I do anything that scares or hurts you, say the word ‘red’. I’ll stop immediately, and we’ll talk about what’s wrong, okay?”

  Kat tried to nod, but his hand was still holding her hair. “Yes. This is what I want. And if anything doesn’t feel right, I’ll say ‘red’.”

  “It’s important, baby. I’m not a mind-reader. You have to tell me if you don’t like something or it hurts. Don’t let me keep doing something because you think it’s what I want. The only thing I want is to give you pleasure, and a hell of a lot of orgasms.” Her eyes widened. “Oh, yes, Kitten. I’m going to give you plenty of those. Now sit up for a second and take your shirt off.”

  He really wanted to rip it off her, along with her shorts, but he had to take baby steps for her first time. And a few harmless orders would get her used to him issuing them. As he watched her intently, Kat pushed off his chest and knelt next to him. Blushing, she reached for the hem of her T-shirt and lowered her eyes.

  “Uh-uh, Kitten. Eyes on mine. You’ll be able to see how beautiful I think you are.”

  * * *

  Kat lifted her eyes at the same time she lifted her shirt. Her vision was blocked for a moment while she pulled it over her head, but when her eyes met his again she saw heat. Desire swirled in the amber irises and made her think of molten lava. She felt a rush of juices between her legs and bit her lip.

  “You’re going to leave teeth marks in your bottom lip, and I’d prefer any marks to be made by me.” His gaze swept her body as she blushed. “You’re gorgeous, Kitten, and don’t even think of correcting me. I love what I see, but I want more. I want to watch you play with your tits like you do when you’re alone and no one is watching.”

  “Holy shit!” Kat clasped her hand over her mouth, mortified the words had escaped her. “I mean…you want me to do that in front of you? It’s embarrassing.”

  Boomer chuckled. “Oh, this is going to be so much fun. Your innocence is the biggest fucking turn-on I’ve ever had. And there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart. Things are going to get a lot more intimate than this. I’m not asking you to do anything billions of women haven’t done for thousands of years.” He sat up and pulled his own T-shirt over his head. “But I’ll tell you what…” To her amazement, he grasped the garment in two hands, ripping off a long strip of the fabric. “Let’s make this more about feeling, instead of seeing.”

  Kneeling in front of her, he put the strip over her eyes and tied it behind her head. When it was secure, she felt him lay back down. “Okay, let’s try this again. Lift your hands up and cover your tits, Kitten.” Her hands moved slowly, unsure, but she followed his commands. “Mmm, good girl. Now squeeze and massage them. Push them up and in…damn, that’s hot.”

  Kat couldn’t believe she was doing this. But Benny’s voice was low and commanding, and she couldn’t help but want to do his bidding. As she followed his orders, she felt herself relaxing into the moment. She pushed down her embarrassment and nervousness, and let his voice rumble through her veins.

  “Take your thumbs and index fingers and pinch your nipples for me, baby. Roll them and pull them.”

  She felt the bed shift again, but couldn’t see what he was doing, and the unknown made her shudder in anticipation. Playing with her nipples, she moaned at the sensations which raced through them and straight to her pussy. Her thighs clenched involuntarily as her clit throbbed with need.

  “Cup your breasts again, Kitten. Up and in.”

  She brought her hands down a little then lifted. The bed dipped once more, and she cried out as his mouth closed around one nipple. Her clit went into overdrive as he sucked, licked and—holy crap—nibbled on the taut peak.

  “Oh, oh, Benny! Oh my God!”

  He didn’t say a word. Instead, he switched to the other nipple and gave it the same attention. Her thighs began to quiver, and just when she thought they’d give out on her, he wrapped his arms around her and eased her down to the mattress. His mouth never left her breasts as he continued to ravage them. E
very hum, slurp, and pop seemed to echo throughout the room. Part of her wanted to watch him, but another part wanted the suspense of not knowing what he would do next. She could feel he was straddling her hips, and the bed shifted back and forth as he moved downward. Soft kisses rained on her ribs and abdomen until he reached the top of her shorts. Grasping the sides, he slid them down and kissed every newly-exposed inch of skin.

  Kat gasped as his tongue licked the crease between her hip and thigh, and more moisture seeped from her core. Before she knew it, she was completely naked and wondering what he was thinking as he stared down at her. She wasn’t sure how she knew what he was doing, but she could sense it. His hands slid up and down her outer thighs, from her hips to her knees, and she wished he would do the same to the inside.

  “I’ve dreamed about this since my senior prom, Kitten. Even when I thought you were gone, you invaded my dreams. For the longest time, I prayed it’d all been a nightmare that never happened, but then I’d wake up and…I’d grieve again. And the worst part was, while I grieved for the loss of my best friend, I grieved more for the loss of the woman I loved. I’ve never loved another woman and never will. To have you in my arms and in my bed is a miracle I’ll never take for granted.”

  During his speech, he’d kissed his way back up her body until he claimed her mouth once more. Her heart filled with love for this man and she wrapped her arms around him. She was drowning in his passion and moaned when his bare hips came in contact with hers. His hard erection pressed into her lower abdomen and she had a fleeting thought—when had he removed his jeans? Oh, who the fuck cares! She was just glad he did. As he nuzzled her neck, she panted, “I want… I want to see you.”

  “Hmm, you will, baby. But for now, I want you to use your other senses—feel, hear, smell, and…” He licked her lips. “Taste. Well, I’ll be the one tasting for a little while. Spread your legs for me, Kitten. Wide.”

  The bed dipped back and forth until she felt him settle between her thighs. His hands spread her a little wider and she had a sudden urge to beg him…for what she didn’t know. She felt a puff of air a second before his tongue licked the length of her slit and her hips surged upwards. “Oh my God! Holy shit!”

  * * *

  Grinning at her response, Boomer licked her again, but this time he held her hips in place. He groaned as the flavor of her juices saturated his taste buds. It was the sweetest cream he’d ever tasted, and he lapped at her relentlessly. She was trimmed, not bare, but it was fine with him. All he cared about was he finally had her in his bed, and he was going to make this a night neither one of them would ever forget. He wanted to ruin her for any other man. His Kitten would know him, and only him. She squirmed, moaned, cried out, and begged as he took her higher and higher. Her hands clutched the sheets…his hair…her own hair…everything within reach, as if looking for a lifeline to hold on to. His thumb strummed her clit like a guitar string as he impaled her with his stiff tongue.

  He replaced his thumb with his mouth, sucking on her little pearl. Two fingers plunged into her quivering pussy which was soaked for him. Damn, she was on fire for him, her heat scorching his fingers as he thrust them in and out of her tight channel. He shoved them all the way in and searched…she gasped…there it was, the spot he was looking for. As he rubbed it, her pleas became frantic. “Cum for me, Kitten. Let go and cum.” He sucked her clit hard.

  Kat threw her arm over her mouth to muffle her screams of release as she came in waves of ecstasy. But Boomer didn’t stop, and as one orgasm ebbed, another built right behind it. As pleasure crashed over her again, he licked and stroked, prolonging it as long as he could. When she came down from the second one, he eased up. Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he gave her clit and slit a few last licks.

  Sated, she lay there panting, her skin glowing with a sheen of perspiration. Reaching up, he removed her partially dislodged blindfold and waited for her eyes to meet his. When they did, he slowly licked the last of her juices from his fingers. Her eyes widened slightly, but they got as big as saucers when her gaze slid down his body to his rigid shaft standing impressively proud.

  “It’s all for you, Kitten. And don’t worry, it’ll fit.”

  Nodding, she reached out tentatively and his hips jerked forward when her fingertips brushed against him. Taking her hand, he wrapped it around his cock. “Tighter, baby.” He showed her how to give him a hand-job, from root to tip. His head tipped back on his shoulders, his eyes closing as he groaned loudly. “That’s it. Cup my balls, but be gentle. Not too hard with the family jewels.”

  He grinned when he heard her giggle. “Yeah, right like that. Roll them in your hand.”

  Her touch was the sweetest of tortures, but he wanted to give her the opportunity to explore a little. When the bed shifted, he opened his eyes just enough for him to see what she was doing. Kat was on her elbows and knees, and he realized what she was up to a second before her mouth closed around him. “Fuck!”

  She recoiled, releasing him. “Sorry!”

  Grabbing her hair, he guided her down again. “Don’t be sorry, Kitten. It felt incredible, and I want you to do it again. Just watch the teeth and you’ll do fine. Taste me, baby. Lick me.”

  He hissed when she did as she was told. Her mouth was pure sin. Hot, wet, and wild. She was shy at first, but started to get into it quick. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as her head bobbed up and down. Boomer held back the urge to thrust his hips forward until his cock hit the back of her throat. Soon, but not tonight. He had other plans for tonight and there was only one place his cock wanted to be right now…deep in her pussy.

  Tightening the grip on her hair, he pulled her off him. “That felt amazing, but lay back down. Tonight isn’t about me.”

  As she scurried into position, he reached across the bed and grabbed his wallet from the nightstand. Finding the condom he had in there, he swiftly opened it and rolled it onto his aching cock. Spreading her legs wide, he used two fingers to make sure she was still wet enough…well, that was an understatement, because she was drenched. She watched as he lined himself up with her entrance. “You’re tight, baby, so I’ll take this slow. It may feel a little uncomfortable until you stretch more, but it shouldn’t hurt, okay?”

  “Please, I want you. I know you’ll make it good.”

  Her faith in him tugged at his heartstrings and humbled him. She was panting again, the anticipation showing in her gaze. He eased the tip in and her hips tilted for more. He slowly pumped in and out, using short strokes and going deeper each time. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Am I hurting you?”

  “N-no, more, ooohhhh, pppleassse mmmmmore. Oh God, it feels so good, so good. Benny, pleasssssse!”

  His fingers found her clit and rubbed it in circles as her body greedily took him inside. When he was finally all the way in, her hips began to undulate. Her legs wrapped around his hips and her feet dug into his ass. He couldn’t hold back anymore. Rising above her on his elbows, he started to fuck her faster and harder, urged on by her erotic cries for more. The feel of her tight walls around him was heaven. Dipping his head down, he sucked on one nipple and toyed with the other. She was getting close and he fought to hold his own release back until she came again. Shifting to his knees, he grabbed her hip with one hand and pinched her clit with the other. As she began to fly off the cliff, he clutched both her hips hard, probably leaving fingerprints, but he’d worry about that later. All that matter now was his need to cum, to be one with her. His balls drew up tight, and after three or four more thrusts, he followed her into the deep chasm, grunting as he came inside her. Black spots appeared before his eyes, and he knew right then, he’d found his forever home.

  Collapsing, he used his arms to keep most of his weight off her. His lungs heaving, he buried his face in the crook of her neck. “Are you okay, Kitten?”

  “Better than okay.”

  He chuckled at her mumbled response. Groaning, he reached down to secure the condom and pulled out of her. He kissed her
nose. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

  “Mm-hmm.”

  Boomer hurried into the bathroom as fast as his shaking legs could carry him. He disposed of the condom and grabbed two washcloths, wetting them both. Walking back to the bed, he quickly swiped one over his deflated cock and balls then dropped it on the floor atop his torn shirt. When he placed the other warm cloth between her legs, Kat’s eyes flew open and her thighs clenched together. Well, as much as they could with his hand and arm sandwiched between them.

  “W-what are you doing?” Her startled words came out as a squeak.

  “Taking care of you. Now, open up, so I can clean you.”

  “I can do it.”

  He grabbed the hand she was reaching down with and pinned it to the bed. Growling softly, he said, “It’s my job to take care of you, baby. This is one of those things a Dom does, and it brings me pleasure. Now, open your legs for me.”

  * * *

  Shyly, Kat eased her legs wider and closed her eyes as Benny washed away the evidence of their lovemaking. None of the orgasms she’d ever given herself had been so intense, and she savored the last of the sensations coursing through her body. Part of her was embarrassed by what he was doing, but the other part felt…adored and…loved? He’d said earlier, he’d loved her…past tense. But how did he feel about her now? She opened her eyes until she could just see through the slits and watched him as he bathed her. When he was done, he dipped his head down and kissed her hip, making her smile.

  He saw her amusement and shrugged. “Couldn’t resist.”

  Standing, he tugged the covers out from underneath her and placed them on top of her. He then shut off the light and climbed in behind her. Spooning her, his arms held her tight. “Sleep, Kitten.”

  And she did.

  Chapter 12

  Sitting across from Kat in the little coffee shop, Boomer was happy to see her digging into her breakfast. She’d told him after their morning round of love-making that she was starving from burning off all those calories. If that was all it took to get her to eat and put some meat back on her thin bones, then who was he to complain?