Page 46 of My Dead Wife's Ex Will Do
Victor blinks his eyes and gives a tiny shake of his head, like he’s just waking up. “Well what?”
“Pick something you want me to do to you.”
“I don’t want to pick. I want you to.”
I purse my lips and tip my head, looking him up and down like I’m deciding what to do. He’s lying here, all long limbs and muscles on offer, but that’s not the game I want to play here. “No.”
He blinks again. “No?”
“No. I picked what we did last time. And the first time. Right now, I want you to pick.”
He said that he wanted what happened between us. Now I want him to show me that he wants it. Not just that he’s willing to do whatever I want him to do. But that he really, truly wants me. I want him to beg me.
“You can have anything you want,” I tell him. “You just have to ask for it.”
“I want you to kiss me,” he says immediately.
I kneel up on the bed, lean over him, and kiss the tip of his nose, careful to keep any other part of my body from touching his. “Where do you want me to kiss you?”
“Everywhere.” When I settle back on my heels and look at him again, he offers a winning smile. “Please?”
“Yes, that’s the magic word, but I’m afraid I’ll need you to be more specific. Exactly where should I kiss you and for how long?”
Victor blushes a charming pink and really, how is it that he’s so shy all of a sudden? He’s the one with more experience here. With men, anyway, and with the kinds of games I used to play with Leah. He’s the one who’s been tossing around words like “dominant” and “submissive” and telling me that Logan and Silas have a Daddy/boy dynamic, something I still don’t really understand.
I used to make Leah ask for what she wanted and she’d squirm and blush and pretend she couldn’t say the words, and it got her—and me—hotter the longer it took to drag it out of her. I didn’t expect Victor, of all people, to be the same.
“Come on, babe,” I insist. “Tell me where you want me to kiss you.”
Victor throws an arm over his face. His other hand is clutching the sheets at his hip and the knuckles are turning white. “Fine. There’s a spot behind my ears that I like. Kiss me there, please.”
I know the spot. I’ve kissed him there before. I swing a leg over him and straddle his hips, but I make sure that my cock doesn’t brush against his when I lean forward.
I bring my lips to his neck, just below his earlobe, and give him a closed-mouth kiss. “There? Is that the spot?”
He tilts his head to expose more of his throat to me. “A little higher and behind my ear.”
I move a few millimeters and kiss him again, also with my lips closed. “There?”
“Not…” he swallows and this close to him, I can hear the click in his throat. “Not exactly. Up a little more, and…um…back, I think.”
I move another millimeter or two. “Here?”
He shifts under me, his hips lifting, and I tighten my legs around his hips to keep him still. He does still but he also huffs a disgruntled noise. “Damn it, Jason.”
I take pity on him. “Alright, babe. I’m right here.”
I find the spot and lick at it before fastening my lips over it and sucking a hard kiss into the skin. “Ahhh,” he moans.
I suck and nibble and lick at the spot until he’s a quivering mess beneath me, then lift my head and breathe into his ear, “What else do you want me to do to you, Victor?”
There’s no hesitation this time. “My nipples,” he pants. “And you don’t have to be gentle.”
I keep up my oral assault on his neck while I drag my hand down his chest until I find a hard nub. I pinch and squeeze his nipple between my fingers at the same time I nibble and suck at his earlobe and neck. I’m more or less indifferent to nipple play myself—mine just aren’t that sensitive—but I’m delighting in how much Victor seems to be enjoying this.
I switch sides, which earns me a reproachful whimper when I pull away from Victor, but when I re-settle into kissing and nibbling at the other side of his neck and pinching and squeezing his other nipple, Victor sighs and moves the arm he’d thrown over his face so that it’s around my shoulders and back, pulling me closer to him.
“That’s it, babe,” I whisper in his ear. He shivers. “All you have to do is ask for what you want and I’m at your service.”
