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    Everything and Nothing: 19.) From the Bottom

    I nod, quietly.

    “***** me,” she repeats, seriously as could be, unwavering, and she punctuates it with an upward thrust of her hips. The pure want in her eyes… it sends chills through my soul and body.

    “Okay.” I stand up, glance over my shoulder at her as I walk back to the armoire. I feel wetness halfway to my knees. She is watching my every move.

    “Shake it baby,” she says. She is less vulnerable now, grinning, more emboldened, and to my surprise I like it. So I shake it, just a little.

    “*****, Dar, you are such a hot piece of *****.” She mutters in that husky voice. I favor her with a look over my shoulder.

    “I’m a hot piece of ***** who’s about to ***** your brains out.”

    “Hmm.” She shivers and moves around on the bed. Wow. That really turns her on.

    I find the harness, then hold up two ***** with a wry smile.

    “The red one.”

    “Okay.”

    I’ve always felt incredibly ridiculous with a ***** strapped on. I consider it a show of my vulnerability to fumble with the contraption in front of her. When it’s finally on, and I’m sporting wood, I walk back to the bed. I feel absurd and her grinning doesn’t help. So I dive back down on her, and lick her until she is just on the edge. Lick the smirk right off her face. Then I stop, and kiss her some more. I feel the base of the ***** pressing up against my ***** as it drags up and down her furrow. I am the closest I’ve been to coming all night, and that is pretty damn close, given the minimal stimulation.

    “If you ***** me now I’ll come too quick.” she says. I realize she is desperate to make it last.

    “Me too.”

    “Really?”

    “Yeah.” I whisper, kissing her. “I’m that close.”

    “Wow.”

    “So how do you feel?”I stroke the hair back from her temple.

    “Hmm, sooo good. But dangerous. Hot. So close to just…exploding.”

    “Me too,” I say.

    “Yeah? What else?” she asks.

    I didn’t expect this honesty policy to work both ways. But I love it, love it that she wants to know, that she cares.

    “Um, really stupid with this plastic strapped between my legs. But, um… I’m feeling so good. So incredibly happy.” And suddenly my stupid eyes are full of tears. “So surprised, and happy that you can trust me like this.”

    Comments

    1. So fvcking HOT! damn i need a cold shower now!. Must be so hard for D not to say “i love you”..no wonder she is getting lost. Great chapter november :)

    2. I worship you! Don`t know why, but you`re chapters always makes me cry. It`s posetive though. I have to go now, to say the L word to someone! Thanks…

    3. Now I know where they got the phrase “turned out.”

      Yup *nods head* that’s how they got it. Now c’mon, Darah, tell her, pleeeeaaaaase?

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