Sinful Pleasure (#1 of "Trilogy of Pleasure")

Chapter 6

The day turned into night, and the night into a new day.

It was as if we were riding time while it was galloping away.

I sat up and took a sip from the cup that was on the bedside table beside me.

At that moment, Brad came out of the bathroom. A white towel was wrapped around his waist. His body was still covered in water droplets.

"I hope you like coffee. There are pancakes on the table," he said, reaching down to get one for himself.

Pancakes?

How could I even think about eating while this man was standing before me?

I pulled up the sheet to cover my body. "Thank you. I'll eat later."

Brad wiped his mouth with a napkin and lay down in bed next to me. He rested his elbow on the pillow, supported his head with his palm, and looked me in the eyes.

"Okay. What do you want to do now, then?" He reached out to trace the length of my arm, making the skin tingle. "Do you want to try some toys?"

"I..." I looked down, slightly embarrassed, remembering the things I had seen in his closet.

He grabbed my chin and lifted my head again so that I could meet his eyes. "I won't hurt you, don't worry."

"I'm not worried about getting hurt. It's just... I don't have any experience with that sort of thing."

"Okay. If you're uncomfortable with the idea, we don't have to use toys."

I got up, held the sheet wrapped around me, walked to the closet, and opened the door. "I'm not uncomfortable. But I don't know if I'm going to do well."

Brad also got out of bed, stood behind me, brushed my hair aside, and put his arms around me. "Sweet Elizabeth. You're doing great with everything," he whispered. His breath caressed my ear and sent electrical impulses to every fiber of my body. "Relax."

He pulled my arms forward slightly so that the sheet fell to the ground. His lips wandered from my neck down my spine. One hand slowly made its way between my legs. His other hand cupped my breasts.

I turned my head towards him and began to kiss him thirstily while his fingers moved inside me. I lifted my pelvis slightly to meet them.

"God, you're already ready," he whispered again, and at the same time, I felt his hard cock pressing against me through his towel.

"Looks like you're ready, too," I whispered.

He pulled his fingers out and moved them up, circling with his index finger.

"Have you ever tried it in the ass?"

Every muscle in my body suddenly tightened. "No..." I replied awkwardly.

He continued to stimulate the nerve endings, making me crave something that I'd never really thought about before.

"I want to try," I muttered softly.

He bit my shoulder gently. Then he licked his finger and put it back there again. My body was tense in anticipation.

"Relax, Elizabeth," he instructed. "It won't hurt, but you must relax your muscles."

"Okay."

His delicate finger continued to play. He was turning me on. Preparing me. With his free hand, he cupped my face, turned it towards him, and started to kiss me.

"Are you ready?"

"I think so."

His finger began to slide inside me—slowly and carefully.