Jaguar:
I spoke in a tone that I was certain made her heartbeat quicken.
Without breaking eye contact, I slowly brushed my hand across the mattress.
"Then what?" She asked me innocently, and that was when I knew she was completely under my influence, or at least under the influence of my words.
I held her gaze and smirked.
Then I lifted one hand from the mattress and ran a finger down her long, slender neck.
I watched her tilt her head to the side, giving my touch more room.
Her eyes drifted shut, and her body tensed slightly as my finger traveled downward and reached her breast.
Using a single finger, I nudged the robe aside just enough to expose part of her breast and rested my fingertip on her nipple on the fabric.
I watched her shudder and straighten abruptly, her eyes flying open as she looked at me.
"And then he takes off your clothes so he can put your nipple in his mouth," I continued.
My fingertip moved against her nipple, and I watched it react beneath my touch.
A noticeable gulp traveled down her throat.
"And then he sucks it. He sucks it for hours. Imagine how happy he would be."
By that point, I was getting lost in my own thoughts, imagining the scene for myself.
I would have given up anything for the chance to see her nipples and take them into my mouth.
As I stared at her chest, my fingers moving over the fabric, the tiny bra would occasionally shift aside.
Every now and then, I caught a glimpse of her areolas.
They were large.
For some reason, that only excited me more.
"Do you want to try it?" she asked.
The moment those words left her mouth, I pulled my hand back and looked up at her.
I had never been shy, nor was I the type of person to be shocked by intimate subjects.
So why was something different happening to me now?
"Oh!" She suddenly gasped at her own words, then shook her head and placed both hands in her lap while sitting with her knees bent beneath her.
As she curled in on herself from embarrassment, her breasts became even more prominent.
Her wide hips made me want to grab them and sink my teeth into them.
But I wouldn’t do that.
I would never hurt her.
Not in a million years.
Still, her little offer had stirred something in me.
I felt a twitch in my pants.
But I reminded myself that even if I got lucky, only my mouth would be getting any pleasure tonight.
"I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I said that."
She immediately apologized, bowing her head slightly.
She didn’t understand that it wasn’t her.
It was me.
It was my words that had made her lose control for a moment.
So I placed both hands on the mattress near her hips and leaned closer.
She only lifted her eyes to look at me, keeping her face lowered.
"Well, may I?"
The moment I asked, her cheeks began to redden.


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