Sold into Marriage

Chapter 16: Bedtime

Chapter 16: Bedtime
Copyright 2021 by John Wells. All Rights Reserved.

I walk up to Dan and pull him in for another kiss. Starting right off with intensity. He lifts me up and gives me what I want. Based on girl talk, I slip my tongue to his lips, meeting his tongue there and they play together as the kiss deepens. It is both fun and exciting. My body responds better and faster than ever.

I notice he transported us so ask Debbie where to as I do not wish to open my eyes. My room was the answer she gave. He sits down on something. I am guessing the bed, but do not look. Instead, I confirm it with my energy vision. The water in front of me tells me my bathroom is the proper distance for us to be on the living room side of the bed near its foot.

He slides his hand under my shirt, rubbing my back and undoing my bra. His hands covered my back, pressing me against his body, testing my limits once more. They are moving all over, covering every spot. Occasionally, they move onto my sides, teasing a breast touch. I go with the flow, slipping my hands under his shirt along his sides. Press him back as I move them onto his chest. I do to his nipples what I wish he would do to mine, pinching and rubbing.

Dan states, “take off your clothes, if that is what you want.”

I do not think about the consequences as my subconscious transports all my clothes into my washer. I am not sure how far I really want to go, but I know further than we have gone so far. He transports his clothes off and uses air to lay me down under him. The blankets cover us as his mouth attacks my nipple.

My mind attempts to take control of my subconscious, but I produce confusion with my emotions to keep it at bay. I am both worried he might slide inside me being on top of me, while my body is so totally ready for him and I want that choice removed from my control.

Dan stops a moment with his mouth as one hand takes over. The other hand slides down as he states, “come morning, we will choose to continue or not. Time for sleep.” He lies on his side next to me, keeping both hands in motion. I spread my legs as his hand slips between them. He gives me a quick kiss and leaves his hands stopped in place.

This leaves me furious with his choice. But, I understand. He refuses to take charge and our emotions definitely tried to make him. I so want the hand between my legs to do more than just sit there. I am nowhere near ready to sleep, but two hours’ sleep last night lets my need to sleep win over my desire for an orgasm by his hands. Imagining Dan’s hands had continued playing, I slip into sleep.

Come Monday morning, I wake up on my side nestled in his shoulder. The hard thing my hand is holding shocks me. I knew it existed, but only saw my brother’s once in moonlight and never touched one before. I seriously consider getting on top and trying it out, but chicken out. Instead, I let attack his nipples with that hand and my mouth.

Dan smiles, “this is good, but the other was better. We putting it to use?”

I frown, “I want to, but I am hesitant. Worried a bit.”

Dan laughs, “you are hoping I decide for you. Not happening. Your pace for as long as it takes.”

He picks me up and walks to the shower. It turns on thanks to his wordless command to the AI and he washes me from head to toe. He rinses my head once done with it so I can watch without getting soap in my eyes.

It has been ages since mom washed my body. I do not remember enjoying it this much. I find my body responding sexually to his touch. But, I also am concentrating on the sensations more than playing like I did as a child. Did it actually have these sensations back then? I know my mom doing my hair for my wedding was like Dan’s washing my hair in feelings. I can not believe I was so distracted playing that I missed the ecstasy of touches on my body, but it seems likely.