Beautiful Delight

Chapter 10

POV AMELIA

"Take your pants off, by yourself." I told him.

He looks shocked at first and tenses up. Then disappointed, his shoulder went droopy. Back to excitement, his shoulders going upright. What's with the roller coaster of emotions? It doesn't last long when he lifts himself, one hand holding my thigh for support and the other reaching behind him. He bites his lips as he brings his pants down. Revealing a lace black panty.

I remember when Daisy designed this lingerie line. The lace is a flower design, and if I remember correctly there should be a heart shaped hole on the back. He has great taste if he chose this one for our first time.

Lifting his knees he leaned forward to take off his pants. When he leaned forward his chest came up to my face. An idea popped into my head. Leaning forward I softly bit his nipple through the shirt. When I heard him groan I grinded his nipple between my teeth. To hold back his moans, he started to squirm.

Something in me stirred with that reaction. His squirming made my head feel light and my breathing picked up. However, I'm annoyed that he's holding back his moans. I then started sucking his nipple through the shirt. He gasped, making one moan spill out those pretty lips of his. It's the most angelic thing I've heard.

Then he immediately stopped. His pants made it all the way to mid-calf, but stopped as he was more focused hiding his moans. It hurt me to stop, but I had to.

Ending it with a loud pop. After taking a second to breathe through his mouth to collect himself, he looks at me. Confusion was clear on his scarlet red face. I look at him, taking in the beautiful sight. His messy hair, the wet spot left behind on his shirt, his flushed panting face, and his hard cock pressed up his lingerie. Now that it's hard, it looks way too big for his lingerie. I don't think that will be going inside me for a long time.

My hands go up to cup his ass. He looks at my hands with curiosity and need. I'm a nice person so I comply. I gave his ass a hard squeeze earning a choked moan from him.

"Did I tell you to stop?" I said, fondling his ass. His ass feels big and plump. It feels so soft that I want to bite into it.

"No, ma'am." He says in between pants, shaking his head.

Leaning into his knees he took off the rest of the pants. Throwing it out of the sofa pit, far away. Now the only things covering his body are the green tight shirt and the black lace panties. Placing his hands on the couch, he was still cradling me. I put my hands on his thighs and caressed it with my thumb.

He looks adorable waiting for my instructions. Flashing him a smile I lean forward and peck his mouth. He freezes when I do this. Does that make him uncomfortable? He didn't mention it when I asked on Sunday. Is it something new?

"It's okay if you don't want to. There's a safe word for a reason." I said, leaning back to the couch.

Not a second passed when his lips crashed into mine. His hands held onto my shirt's collar. I bit his lip causing him to jump a little.

With his lip still between my teeth I said, "Use your words."

"Would you please kiss me ma'am?" He said, tilting his face. His eyes a little hazy.

Letting go of his lips, I pecked him on the corner of his mouth. Honey, you'll have to beg more than that. I hooked one of my fingers on the edge of his panty and started to play with it. Pulling it and letting it hit him. Everytime it hit him he shivered.

"Would you kiss me ma'am? Please?" He asks again. I pretend to think about.

"Absolutely... Not!" I said teasingly. He looked at me with betrayal.