Page 51 of Bourbon Sins
“How long has it been for you, Lo?”
“Too damn long.”
“What do you want me to do to you?” I asked, as I ran my hands lightly up and down her thighs.
“Move your hands inside my panties and relieve the pressure that has been building up until this moment.”
“How long have you wanted me?”
“Honestly?”
“We are always honest with each other, Lo. Please remember that.”
“Since Kitten’s Castle. The moment you opened your mouth, I didn’t care what you looked like, I wanted you. Although, I secretly prayed you had a huge cock.” She shrugged her shoulders. “I like them big.”
“Well you’re in luck, little one.”
It was the first time I used her nickname and it fit perfectly. I always gave each girl a Jett name and the minute I set eyes on Goldie, I knew her name would be little one, my little one.
“Little one?”
“Yes, that’s what Lo stands for.”
She smiled softly as she looked down while playing with her hands still. I tilted her chin up and said, “Is that okay?”
She nodded. “I love it.”
“Good, because you’re my little one.”
Nodding again, I continued to run my hands up her legs as I watched her breathing starting to increase.
“You have beautiful skin; it’s so soft.” I ran my hands to her back and said, “Lean against my hands so I can lower you down.” She did as was told and I made sure she landed softly on the table.
I pulled her legs so they hung off the table and her ass was right at the edge. Knowing the position put pressure on her lower back, I pulled out the leg shelves on either side so her legs were spread wide and supported.
“How does that feel?”
“Fine.”
She was nervous, so I ran my hands up her thighs and her toned stomach, making little circles with my thumbs. I wanted to rip her clothes off and pound into her, but I knew it wasn’t the time for that. I needed to fully gain her trust first, earn the right to be with her.
“Are you wet, little one?”
“Yes, God yes.”
I opened a drawer, pulled out a pair of scissors and cut her thong strings. “I will get you some more, I will get you as many new thongs as you want.”
“I already have too many.”
“You can never have enough. I’m going to remove this thin scrap of fabric. Are you sure . . .?”
“Jett, I give you my body; do with it what you please.”
Fuck me. I was hard as nails.
I took the fabric off and revealed a perfect pink pussy. She was completely bare of any hair and she was glistening, ready for me. I ran my hand over my face and turned around to gather myself. Why was my heart running a mile a minute? Why was she affecting me so much? I didn’t think it was going to be like this at all. I haven’t even touched her yet.
“Is everything okay?” she asked suddenly, entirely self-conscious about being completely exposed.
