"I- I want your tongue."
"Where, love?" My voice was gentle, as gentle as my fingers drifting up her leg.
"On...on-"
"On here?" I interrupted, a sudden burst of courage allowing me to suddenly - but carefully - move my index finger exactly where I knew she needed me. She jerked at the unexpected contact, probably very sensitive from all of the build up I had been doing.
"Yes," she gasped. I grinned at the uncontrolled reply I had elicited, confidence growing, before quickly following up with, "What about here?" as I licked the underside of her breast.
This time she whined "No," and wriggled in an attempt to get friction between her legs. All I had to do was lift my finger and she immediately stopped, frustrated. I stifled a chuckle. "Patience, Luce. Just like you had with me."
"I wasn't this mean to you yesterday though," she whimpered.
"Hmm, if you say so." But I rewarded her with my finger returning where she wanted it, then moving up to her nipple with my tongue. I paused and asked, "Is that better, babe?"
"Ohhh- not quite but closer," she responded, nearly trembling as she desperately tried to stay still.
"Ah, very interesting. I must be headed in the right direction then. I think I'll try...here," I mumbled onto her lips before she collided them with mine.
Lucy kissed me hard, passion showing and tongue prominently featured. One of her hands locked around my wrist, securing it in place so I couldn't tease her any more while the other was snaked in my hair, ready to pull me in again. I was left a bit breathless, and to my chagrin the balance of power had shifted.
"Well, I won't ever complain about that, but we both know that's not where I want your tongue. Try again," Lucy all but demanded.
"Where are your manners, Lucia?" I fired back, adding a little more pressure with my finger.
She closed her eyes and purred, deep in her throat as I gave her the tiniest bit of release she had been searching for. "Please, y/n," she asked, successfully reprimanded. "Please may I have your tongue?"
Instead of giving her what she wanted right away, I chose to make her wait just a little bit longer, working my lips around her ear while beginning to rub my finger back and forth slightly. Every little noise Lucy made dissolved the dregs of any doubts I had and turned me on as well.
She got swept up in the sensations, her grip on my wrist never faltering, even when I tried to move my hand in order to reposition myself between her legs. Eventually she recognized my aim and let go only to have her fingers replace mine eagerly, exposing just how much she had been holding back. So eagerly that she looked like she wouldn't need my tongue at all. I sat back and watched intently as she expertly brought herself to orgasm, trying to learn all I could before it was my turn.
I waited out the high, her free hand having found mine and squeezing it, allowing me to share in the orgasm, making sure I didn't feel left behind. When she seemed to have somewhat settled, I joked, "Did you save any fun for me?"
She laughed, still catching her breath. "I think I've got a couple more left in me, yeah. But wow...that was quite a ride, not gonna lie. I haven't had one that strong in a long time."
"I hope that was only a warm up, babe. Let me know when you want some more." I was still excited for what would come next but now that it was imminent, my nerves were starting to peek through. Consequently, when Lucy was ready I dove right in, not allowing myself any time to overthink.
I tried to replicate her movements with my thumb, getting a feel for where she was most sensitive. Then my fingers were brought into the action, shyly tracing around, familiarizing myself and gaining more comfort. It was really an ideal situation: taking things slow was perfect to build Lucy back up again, and I didn't feel any urgency to get things exactly right for my first time. She was able to patiently guide me to what made her feel good when I was unsure what to do next, but she let me remain in control.
