May 9, 2023

Syn

Before Queen could say anything, I slowly wrapped my hand around her neck. The moment my hand made contact with her soft skin, her eyes dropped to my lips. I smiled to myself knowing she wanted me as badly as I wanted her. I'd kissed her a million times, but I could never get enough of it.

I glided the pad of my thumb over her rosy lips and she sucked in a breath. She leaned closer to me, her eyes connecting with mine. A shot of what I could only describe as electricity shot down to my dick, prompting me to rip her clothes off and make up for a year's worth of nights without her...but...

I wanted to take things slow.

I wanted to see and feel every single part of her beautiful body. After tonight, there would be no part of her that wouldn't be completely worshipped by me.

I leaned away from her before she kissed me, leaving a look of surprise and slight confusion on her delicate features. I sat back in my chair, flexing my hips to regain an ounce of comfort, and Queen's eyes immediately dropped to my pants. I watched her eyes become clouded and imagined all the impure thoughts running through her pretty head. If there was a way to tell exactly what she was thinking at the moment, I'd do it. But since there wasn't, I'd have to be content with asking.

"What are you thinking about?"

She blinked a few times and her eyes flicked up to mine as she swallowed a breath. I could hear her heart pounding vehemently and my eyes dropped down to her chest. Her heartbeat filled my ears until I was able to physically feel it in my own chest, and I took a calming breath.

"You," she whispered, nervously toying with the hem of this fucking white dress I'd been wanting to tear off of her since the moment I saw her in it. When I walked back into the house and saw her wearing it in front of all the men downstairs, it took everything in me not to beat all of their asses for even looking in her direction.

I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt further, preparing for what I wanted to do. My hands rested on the handles of the chair on either side of Queen and I pulled the chair closer to me. With a small yelp from her and a screech of the mahogany chair on the shiny wooden floor, there was no distance between us.

Taken aback by what I had done, she tried to adjust her position on the seat. I grabbed her calves and pulled them up over my thighs, making her slide down the chair until her ass was on the edge of it.

"Syn," she said in a breathy voice as she reached over her head to the top of the chair for support. "What are you doing?"

I said nothing to her and only sent her a small smile before running a hand down her silky thigh. My hand disappeared under her bunched-up dress and I watched as she sucked in a sharp breath. Her chest rose and fell as my fingers reached her panties. When I slipped a finger past the thin material to her delicate lips, she gasped. She tried to close her legs and sit up but I placed my hands on her claves once again and pulled her to me.

"Syn, w-we can't right now," she said breathlessly as she arched her neck to glance at the door. "They'll hear."

"Then be quiet." Her mouth dropped at my words and I smiled knowing that I was as far under her skin as I could get. Queen wasn't exactly the quietest person when we had sex and I loved it. Her screams were music to my ears. I'd help her try to stay quiet so she wouldn't be awkward around everyone tomorrow, but I didn't care as much as she did.

If they heard, then good. They'd know she was one-hundred percent mine and mine only. I wasn't necessarily worried about them, but I felt a primal need to stake my claim.

I reached under her dress and hooked my fingers into the sides of her underwear. I tugged them down and she lifted her legs, silently permitting me as she watched me with hooded eyes. I tossed them to the side and let my hand move to the soft material of the dress concealing her breasts from me.

I twisted the strings along the neckline and tilted my head as I looked at Queen. "How much do you like this dress?"

She cleared her throat. "I-...not at all— I hate it. Rip it."

With her permission, I prepared to do just that until I remembered all the times I'd done it in the past and left her with half of her wardrobe torn up. I promised myself I'd take it slow tonight. That wasn't slow.

"No." I sighed, tapping her thigh. "I'm a changed man. Stand up for me, Princess."

She blew out a breath and lifted her legs off of mine, sending me a peek of the Heaven that was waiting for me between her legs. I held back a smile as she stood up on wobbly legs. Her hands moved to the hem of her dress and I looked up at her and watched as she slowly lifted it above her body.

She raised it over her head and with a final tug, the dress came off along with the hair clip holding her hair up. Her curls cascaded down her shoulders and her body shivered as she looked down at me. Her hands moved to unclip her brassiere and I took the chance to let my eyes travel over her curves.

I fucking missed you.

My hand moved up her soft thigh to her round ass and I placed a kiss on her stomach. I made a trail down to her tailbone and felt her hand get lost in my hair as she took shallow breaths.

I moved lower when suddenly Queen screamed and crouched down to cover herself. I looked down at her in shock and she looked up at me in embarrassment, letting out a huff of laughter. "I didn't..." she whispered under her breath so lowly that I couldn't make out what she said.

"You didn't what?"

"I haven't shaved," she grimaced. "I didn't think- I wasn't planning to be...intimate." She cleaned her throat. "...with anyone."

I almost laughed at how ridiculous she sounded to think I'd care about something like that. We hadn't been together in a while but she had to remember that none of that mattered to me, right? When we were together, that was the last thing on our minds. This sudden change in character made me wonder about Aiden. Did he make her feel weird about it?

I lifted her chin with my hand and looked down into her eyes. "When have I ever given a shit about that?" I questioned seriously.

"I don't know," she whispered. "I just didn't want you to think...that I...let myself go or something. I just didn't think about—"

I scoffed. "I don't know what idiot you've been with that made you feel like you're letting yourself go for letting your body do what it's supposed to, but forget about all that shit," I said, not looking away from her or giving her a chance to doubt anything I was saying. "I love you as you come; shaved or unshaved. All that matters to me is that you're comfortable enough to let me show you just how beautiful every part of you is."

"S-so," she whispered. "You're telling me that if I were completely bald-headed you would—"

"Don't start with those questions," I whispered, my lips tugging up into a smile before I lowered my mouth to hers. The taste of strawberry on her lips mixed with the taste of her tongue on mine sent me into a frenzy.

With my lips still on hers, I guided her gently back into the chair and lifted her legs over my thighs. I pulled her chair closer again, making her bend her legs onto the armrests of my chair, and pulled away from our kiss. I glanced down at her lips as she sucked them between her teeth and looked up at me with clear brown eyes. So clear and shining that I was able to see her pupils dilate as she looked into mine. If that wasn't the biggest ego boost, I didn't know what was.

"Sit back," I instructed her quietly.

She did as I said and I shook my head in astonishment. The view from where I was sitting was fucking exquisite. I could see every slight change in her expression when I touched her. Her legs were spread directly in front of me, leaving her soaking pussy on full display. The east part was sitting here and wondering how the hell I got so lucky. The hard part was controlling myself. Every area I looked at felt like I had discovered some holy grail.

She arched her back, getting more comfortable on the chair and my eyes fell to her full and perky breasts. "Are you going to touch me or just stare?" She whispered with an amused grin.

"I just want to watch you for a few moments," I replied, resting my arms on my thighs as I looked at her. After a few seconds of watching her squirm under my gaze, my mind went further than just admiring her sitting in front of me. I wanted to see more.

I reached for her hand and she placed it in mine. Our eyes remained connected as I slid one of her hands down her body, stopping between her legs. I moved her fingers between her wet slit and watched as her mouth parted, letting out a small moan.

I suddenly let go, sitting back and Queen pouted. "Why'd you stop?"

"I want to watch you," I said. "Show me how you touch yourself when I'm not there to do it."

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Author's Note

Whew chileeeeee😭

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