Erotic Influence by Missy Jane

Anytime you want to stop, just say so
and I stop. No matter what.”
    She nodded and her fear subsided. Despite not knowing him
all that well, she trusted him. The sincerity in his gaze and voice easily won
her over. “Okay.”
    She didn’t doubt him for a second. He smiled and eased her
further. “Okay.”
    He stepped out of his jeans and picked them up to pull his
wallet from the back pocket. She gripped the blanket beneath her as he removed
a condom. Somehow, seeing the foil package made it all seem more real. She was
actually going to do this, have sex with Rick. He smiled at her again as he
dropped his jeans and placed the condom next to her leg. She tried to smile
back but then he pulled off his briefs. All thought left her head in a rush.
    “Oh.”
    He knelt on the bed and hovered over her, not touching, just
watching her for a moment. “We okay?”
    She licked her suddenly dry lips and gave a nod. “Yeah.”
    “Want me to stop?”
    That made her laugh, though it came out like a croak. “We
haven’t even started yet.”
    He grinned and seemed to relax, reclining beside her on the
bed. “Getting naked was step one.”
    She giggled and the tension drained right out of her. His
easy smile and calm acceptance went a long way toward making her more
comfortable. She sighed and dared to run her hand through his hair. “What’s
step two?”
    He placed his hand on her belly and her muscles quivered.
She took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he started to rub.
    “Step two is touch. I want to touch every inch of your
beautiful body. You can touch me too if you want.”
    She almost forgot to breathe. “Oh yes. I definitely want to
touch.”
    Her fingers were already buried in his hair, so that was
where she started. Fingertips down the side of his face, nails lightly biting
into his neck. A shiver ran through him as she caressed his shoulder. It gave
her a thrill so she did it again before sliding her palm down his chest. “I
really like touching you.”
    He grinned and finally moved his hand from her stomach up to
her breasts. “And I like touching you.”
    The air in her lungs froze as he covered one small peak with
his entire palm. He squeezed lightly then switched to the other breast.
    “I know they’re small,” she whispered.
    One thick brow went up as he looked down at her. “Maybe
compared to some, but I certainly don’t think they’re any less than perfect.”
    That helped her breathe again. But then he lightly squeezed
one nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. Her breath stuttered again.
“Oh!”
    She had dropped her hands onto the mattress without even
realizing it, but he didn’t seem to mind doing all the work. He watched her
face as if gauging her reaction to every touch.
    “You like that?” he asked.
    “Y-yes.”
    He switched to the other nipple and gave it a slight pinch.
She cried out again and gripped the blankets. Fire raced through her veins as
he continued to rub, pinch and squeeze her breasts and nipples. Soon they were
so tight and sensitive it took no more than a light brush of his fingers to
make her gasp.
    “Ready for step three?” he asked.
    “Yes.”
    He leaned forward, pressing the side of his warm body
against hers. The feel of his skin sent a tingle through her and she shivered.
He just grinned before licking first one nipple, then the next.
    “T-taste?” she asked.
    “Mm-hmm.”
    “Oh…I like this one too.”
    He chuckled again before suckling her breasts. Long minutes
were spent with him tasting her nipples. He kissed a path up and down her neck
and over her belly. Her eyes slipped closed as the sensation of his tongue and
teeth on her skin nearly overwhelmed her. It was almost too much.
    He was leaning on one arm but his free hand didn’t remain
idle. He used it to tease her ribs and thighs. Though his fingers brushed over
the small thatch of hair between her legs he didn’t touch her most urgent need.
Soon she was writhing on the bed, her legs open