Chapter Ten - I will only give her what she can take

Brandon

I can sense Skyla becoming more nervous the closer we get to my place. I don’t want her to be worried. I want her to be excited and eager.

“Skyla, are you sure you are ready for this, angel? Because you seem overly nervous,” I ask softly, not wanting to offend or push her. I rest my hand on her knee, and I see her turn to me out of the corner of my eye as I concentrate on the road.

“I am ready for it, I promise, but I am nervous because I don’t know if I will be up to your standards. I am not exactly experienced, and you are. The things you can do to my body with your tongue and fingers tell me that,” her words come out in a stutter.

“Skyla, please stop thinking those things. Trust me. You have nothing to worry about. Why can’t you see what you already to do me?” The woman drives me fucking crazy already, sends my hormones and horniness into overdrive any time she is close to me.

“Sorry, I can’t help it. I have never been with a man like you,” she whispers, “Sweetness, once we get started, you will realise you were worrying for nothing.” I squeeze her knee.

I don’t believe I have ever encountered someone anxious about having sex unless it was their first time. Skyla nods, smiling and then turns to stare out of the window. Hopefully, she will relax once we arrive at mine. I left her with her thoughts. Even when we get to mine, I won’t rush her. Maybe we can have a drink or something if she wants to, because I know she isn’t a big drinker.

I pull into my driveway, parking the car. I jumped out first, running around to open the door for her, offering my hand, which she took as she climbed out. I pull her to my chest, taking her lips in a soft kiss. She whimpers, her arms around my neck, and she kisses back.

We part after a moment, “Come on, beautiful, let’s head inside. We can have a drink or something first. There is no rush; we have all night.”

Skyla grabs her overnight bag, and I lock the car up, slipping my arm around her waist and leading us inside.

“Can I put my things in your room?” Skyla asks, “Of course, sweetness. I will make us some drinks.” I peck her lips, and she turns to walk away. I swat her ass as she does. She giggles, looking over her shoulder at me, smirking.

She heads towards my bedroom, swaying her hips for my purpose. I don’t take my eyes off her until she is out of sight. My cock twitching in my jeans. She is so damn sexy, and I just wish she would realise it.

I start on our drinks, plating up some snacks. I made sure not to make Skyla’s drink too strong because she wouldn’t want it if I did. Once I was done, she still hadn’t come back. What is she doing? Maybe she had fallen asleep.

I made my way through to check on her, “Babe, have you fallen asleep on me?” I call out, laughing. She didn’t answer.

I enter the room, and there she is, sitting on the bottom of my bed. A sexy little baby doll covers her body, a sexy smile playing on her lips.

“Not sleeping,” she purrs, tugging her lower lip between her teeth.

“Fuck,” I groan, my cock getting hard at the sight in front of me, “Mmm, do you like it? I have the panties to match.” She opens her legs showing me.
My breath catches in my throat, my jeans becoming rather tight. It would seem her nerves had disappeared. She motions me to her, and I do as she tells me, strolling over and standing between her legs.

“Damn, baby girl, what are you trying to do to me?” I groan, “Not trying, succeeded.” She runs her hand over my crotch, not breaking eye contact with me.

Skyla fights with the belt of my jeans, finally getting it. She pops the button open and pulls down the zipper, pushing them down my hips, slipping her hand into my boxers, and stroking my cock. I growl, jerking my hips, and my head falls back.

“I can’t wait to feel you deep inside of me,” she moans, removing her hand. She yanks my boxers down, they join my jeans at my ankles, and I step out of them.

“Mmm, so fucking big,” Skyla pants, getting onto her knees and dipping her head down, flicking her warm tongue over the tip of my cock, licking the pre-cum and groaning loudly as she does.

“Fuck, I love how good your mouth feels around my cock.” I close my eyes, and she inches me deeper into her mouth until I feel the tip hit the back of her throat. She gags; she always does, but only for a second, and adjusts.

I run my fingers into Skyla’s hair, tugging it as she works her mouth along me. She is so fucking good, probably the best I have had. It never took long for her to make me climax. She holds my hips, picking up her speed. It took only a couple of minutes until I felt my cock swell and my balls tighten.

“Skyla, I am close, baby, so fucking close,” I grunt. She hums against me, and it is enough to finish me. I cry out her name, coming hard into her mouth, and she takes every last drop like a damn pro, sucking me dry. Skyla slowly slides me out of her mouth. My breathing is erratic, and I open my eyes to look at her. She smirks at me, licking her lips, “Mmm, I enjoy your taste on my tongue, Brandon.”

I pounce at her, pressing her back to the mattress, and claim her lips in mine. I run my hand up her thigh, under the material of her garment, grabbing it roughly.

“I need a taste of your sweetness before I fuck you, angel.” I kiss over her jaw and down her neck. I move my hand further up, fisting her panties and ripping them off.

“Hey, I bought those today,” she whines, “Yes, well, they look good on you, baby, but even better on my floor. I will take you shopping tomorrow, and you can buy as much lingerie as you want.” I chuckle.

“It’s a date,” she giggles. I stop what I am doing, only for a moment to make eye contact with her, “What are your thoughts on toys?” I love using toys during sex. I find nothing sexier than watching a woman get herself off with one or helping her do it.

“I have never really used them, so I don’t know,” she answers, “Hmm, one step at a time.” She can think about it, and if she decides she wants to try them, then we can visit the sex shop.

I concentrate on what I am supposed to be doing, “As sexy as this in; it is time to take it off.” I scrunch it in my hands, and she lifts her body up from the bed, letting me remove it, leaving her completely naked below me.

I kneel between her legs, taking a moment to admire every inch of her perfect body, “Beautiful.” I breathe out.

Skyla blushes, trying to cover herself up with her hands, “No, you don’t, angel,” I pull her hands away from her body, “Never cover yourself, Skyla. You are perfect the way you are.” I caress every inch of her body.

She closes her eyes, gasping and arches up from the bed, “Brandon, please, I need you, badly.” She pleads, her body responding to my every touch.

“And you will have me multiple times until you can’t take it anymore.” Once I start, it is hard for me to stop, but I will only give her what she can take.

“Then get to…” she demands.

I can’t wait to hear her screaming for me, shaking and begging for more. I planned on keeping her in my bed for as long as she is willing.