Chapter 21 part 2

“Baby…” I bite my lip as my fingers trail over her pants.

“Hm?”

“I wanna give you your first birthday gift...”

“Now? Wh-what is it?”

I kiss the naval of her stomach. “Do you trust me with your body?”

She takes a deep breath. I can feel her body starting to tremble. “Yes.”

I take a moment to give her some reassurance. I can tell she's nervous. I give her a soft kiss and whisper to her that I won’t hurt her. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a virgin…a long time…but I still remember how fragile they are. I don't think I can group Imani with the ones I've been with before though. They were experienced in other things and/or had been with other guys. She's completely pure, completely mine. And I want her to feel entirely relaxed and comfortable with me being in control of her body.

Her panties, black with red lining, cling to her soft brown skin. She’s so sexy. I can’t help but envision what it’s going to be like making love to this woman, her legs and arms wrapped around me as I’m thrusting inside of her body. Just thinking about being inside of her is driving me insane right now.

Damn. Another time, Michael. This is her time…

My fingertips glide over the smoothness of her thighs as I'm sliding her panties off; she tries to close her legs once I've tossed them aside. I gently pry them right back open. “Trust me,” I say to her softly. 

The first thing I do is use my thumb to check how wet she is. She lets out a moan and squirms a little. She’s wet, but she’ll definitely be wetter by the time I’m done with her. I begin kissing on her inner thigh, leaving hickeys as I make my way toward where I really want to be. Her sighs and moans are so sexy. My dick is throbbing in my pants right now. I spread her legs wider apart as I get closer to my destination. I can hear her heavy breathing from the anticipation.

The instant my tongue hits her flesh she loses it. Her hands fly onto my shoulders and her nails dig into my skin. I love driving her crazy. I could do this every night if she wants me to. I spend a few minutes whirling my tongue over her clitoris. Any man knows that in order to get a woman off, that’s the spot you need to be focusing on. Funny thing is while I’m doing that, she starts moving backward, away from me. I’ve never had a woman run away from pleasure before. I stop what I’m doing and look up at her.

She stumbles over her words. “N—no. Please don’t stop.”

I bite my lip with a smile on my face. She can't handle it, but she's trying to. I decide to give her a little break. I move my concentration back to her breasts for a few minutes. I use my tongue, switching back and forth between each one. After her nipples are fully erect again, I make my way back down and bury my face between her beautiful brown thighs. Her breathing is getting so heavy that it sounds like she’s about to have a panic attack. 

“You alright baby?” I ask, using my thumb to massage her clitoris. She’s not able to finish her sentence. Hell she can’t even get a word out, other than “Mm!” I’m wondering if I should try and open her up a little. I know it’s going to hurt, but I do want to start getting her ready for what we’ll be doing in the future…I’m praying that she’ll keep me around long enough for us to get there.

I replace my thumb with my mouth and begin sucking on her clitoris: I'm giving her pleasure for the pain she’s about to feel. I take my pointer finger and gently start to slide it into her slick opening. It’s tighter than I thought it would be. The fact that nothing has been inside of her in nineteen years is sexy as hell to me. I have been her first everything so far; I want to be her last everything too...

She starts squirming again as I’m working my finger inside of her. I’m trying to ease my finger in and out as slowly as possible but there’s no way this isn’t hurting her. I stop and pull my finger back out. I use my tongue as a pain reliever and trail it up and down as I caress the sides of her thighs. I’ll open her up another time...

It can’t be longer than another minute that goes by before I hear her gasping and moaning loudly. Her legs start shaking violently as I’m teasing her with my tongue. I put my energy onto her clitoris again, licking and sucking on it.

“Mm…mmmm…” Just when I think she’s getting ready to call out my name, she moans out: “Professor...” in a low, sexy growl that I did not expect to come from her mouth.

Oh God, that was sexy as hell. It's torture not being able to get off with her, but it's all about her today. I have to keep that in mind.

She mumbles something in that I don’t understand repeatedly as the shaking of her legs begins to calm down. She’s finished. Me on the other hand, I’m going to have to relieve myself multiple times tonight to get rid of this erection.

“Happy birthday baby,” I say as I give another kiss to my new favorite spot. I kiss my way back up her stomach, give a kiss to each of her nipples (still erect), and then move to the lobe of her ear. “I love you…”

Her brown eyes light up, but she doesn’t say anything. I honestly don’t think she can right now. I’m not sure if this was the right moment to tell her, but I hope I don’t end up regretting it. I don’t know how she got me feeling this way. It almost slipped out when we were on the phone the other day, and I tried to just ignore that…but I can’t. After tonight I don’t want to keep anything else from her.

At this point I don't know what Danielle is going to do, but I do know that I'm not trying to put Imani through anymore bullshit because she doesn't deserve it. On top of that, I'm not about to let Brandon or anyone else come in and take what's mine. So fuck it, bring on the drama I guess...