Rejected: A love story-Chapter 56: Then show me

Her fingers traced lazy circles along the nape of my neck. I pulled back just enough to look at her, her eyes sparkling with that familiar mischief, her cheeks was flushed

"Then show me," she whispered, her voice a tender invitation, as she slid them to rest against my chest, feeling the steady beat of my heart.

I nodded, my own desire to cherish her overwhelming any other thought. With careful hands, I eased her back against the pillows, my lips brushing her forehead. She sighed contentedly, her body relaxing under my touch as I trailed kisses down her neck, savoring the soft scent of her skin.

My fingers worked gently at the ties of her blouse, parting the fabric to reveal the smooth expanse of her shoulders and the gentle rise of her breasts. I kissed there too, reverently, my mouth warm against her as she arched slightly, a quiet murmur escaping her lips. Her hands found my hair, threading through it with affectionate pulls, encouraging me lower.

I obliged, my lips exploring the sensitive skin of her stomach, feeling the subtle quiver of her muscles beneath me. She was beautiful like this—open, trusting, her teasing giving way to vulnerability that made my heart swell. When I reached the edge of her skirt, I paused, looking up at her with a soft smile.

"May I?" I asked, my voice low and earnest.

Her nod was eager, her eyes locking with mine. "Please."

With deliberate care, I lifted the hem of her skirt, sliding it up her thighs until I could ease her undergarments aside. She parted her legs slightly, welcoming me, and I settled between them, my hands resting on her hips to steady her. Leaning in, I pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh, then another, inching closer until my breath were all over her most intimate place.

She gasped softly as my tongue touched her, warm and gentle, tracing the delicate folds with slow, deliberate strokes. I focused on her pleasure, listening to the way her breaths quickened, the soft sounds she made guiding me. My mouth moved with tenderness—licking, sucking lightly at the sensitive bud that made her hips lift toward me, her fingers tightening in my hair.

"Oh..." she breathed, "that feels... so good."

I hummed against her in response, the vibration drawing another quiet moan from her. My hands caressed her thighs, holding her steady as I delved deeper, my tongue circling and exploring, tasting her sweetness. She was responsive, her body trembling under my devoted attention, and I poured all my care into it, wanting nothing more than to bring her to that peak of bliss.

As her breaths grew shorter, more urgent, I increased the rhythm just enough, my lips sealing around her to suck gently, coaxing her closer. Her teasing nature surfaced in a playful tug on my hair, but it was mingled with genuine need now, her whispers turning to pleas that were all the more endearing for their softness.

When she finally came, it was with a tender cry, her body arch gracefully as waves of pleasure washed over her. I stayed with her through it, my mouth never leaving until she relaxed. Only then did I lift my head, crawling back up to gather her in my arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"You’re incredible," I murmured, holding her close as she nestled against me, her smile a satisfied one.

She tilted her head to kiss me, tasting herself on my lips. "And you’re everything I need."

As her breathing evened out in my arms, She looked so peaceful, her eyelids fluttering closed, and I knew I should let her rest. Gently, I began to ease myself away, intending to slip from the bed and give her the space to sleep undisturbed.

But her hand caught my wrist, her grip surprisingly firm for someone so recently spent. ’Wait,’ she murmured, her voice soft but insistent, pulling me back down beside her.

I paused, turning to face her, concern etching my features. ’Do you need anything? Water?’

She shook her head, her eyes opening fully now, locking onto mine with an intensity that caught me off guard. ’I need you.’

I was surprised for a second and I searched her face, marveling at the sudden change. Where had that initial shyness gone—the way she’d blushed and hesitated earlier in the evening? Now, there was only this bold certainty, her gaze unwavering, her fingers tracing a light path up my arm.

’I... I should get back to work,’ I started, my voice faltering as responsibility tugged at me, the unfinished tasks from the day lingering in my mind.

She didn’t let me finish. In a swift, she rose up, her lips capturing mine in a kiss that silenced any further protest. Her body pressed against me, warm and insistent, as she shifted, climbing onto my lap with a grace that made my pulse quicken. Her thighs straddled my hips, and she deepened the kiss, her tongue teasing mine with a hunger that mirrored the fire building in me.

I felt her hips begin to move, a slow, deliberate grind against me, the friction sending sparks through my body. Through the thin barrier of our remaining clothes, I could feel her, her wetness from moments before still evident, and it stirred me instantly, my arousal hardening beneath her.

She broke the kiss just enough to whisper against my lips, "Stay with me," before claiming my mouth again, her movements growing more rhythmic, more insistent. Her hands roamed my chest, pushing as I groaned into her mouth, the resistance I’d clung to crumbling under her desire.

The way she rocked against me, her pussy sliding over the bulge of my cock, was intoxicating—each roll of her hips building the tension until I couldn’t think of work, of anything but her. My hands found her waist, gripping her as I kissed her back with equal fervor, surrendering to the pull she’d ignited.

’God, you’re driving me mad,’ I breathed when she finally pulled back, her eyes dark with want, her breaths coming in soft pants.

A small, triumphant smile curved her lips. ’Good. Because I want all of you.’

I lifted her just enough to free myself from my shorts, my cock springing free, hard and ready. She reached down, guiding me to her entrance, her slick folds parting easily as she sank down onto me inch by inch.