I had watched mesmerized as Baz did the single, most-sexiest thing I had ever seen. His fingers disappeared into his mouth and came out clean, but his lips glistened with my wetness. Intrigued, I quickly turned and granted his request. His hand skimmed up to cup my jaw as our lips crashed together. He tasted sweet and tangy. I licked my flavor from his lips and he groaned gruffly as I stood partially and turned my body more fully into his, never breaking the kiss but reversing the way I was straddling him. My nipples pressed into his hard chest and my lady bits were so sensitive that I could feel him bulging through the denim that encased him.

I sucked on his bottom lip as I ground my hips down into him and his groans grew louder. I felt powerful, knowing I had this effect on him. I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. I couldn’t get enough of him and the feelings he elicited inside of me. Fire raced through my veins and I wanted to feel his skin against my own. I let my hands slip down to the front of his shirt. Slowly, one by one, I pushed each button through its hole, parting it open as I went. I yanked up on the fabric to release it from the waistband of his jeans and made quick work of the few buttons that remained.

His large hands covered mine and held them captive behind my back as he squeezed his eyes closed and exhaled a long, unsteady breath. “Easy, precious. I’m trying to show immense restraint here. You’re making it exceptionally hard for me to do that.”

“I can feel that,” I smirked suggestively as I shifted my hips even more snugly against his jeans. The position he held my hands in made my breasts jut forward. I swayed so my hardened peaks brushed back and forth over his smooth chest and his head fell back. “I don’t want you to show restraint. I want to be consumed by you, Bastian.”

“You deserve more than a quick fuck, Gem, especially your first time,” his eyes found mine again.

I leaned forward, my lips just a hairsbreadth away from his, and whispered, “Then don’t make it quick, Baz. Take all the time you want. We have all day and all night.”

“Fuck, you have no idea how bad I want to do just that.” I could see his internal battle in his chocolate gaze.

“I might have some idea.” I giggled, circling my hips over his hard on again.

“Teaching you isn’t just about obliterating your v-card. There’s so much more that should happen before that. And I want to make sure you learn how to enjoy each and every little step along the way. It’s not just sex that can make you feel.”

I swayed my breasts against his chest again, “I know that, but I can’t help the ache that I’m feeling inside.” I looked up at him from beneath my lashes and bit my lip, I figured maybe my pouting would get me what I wanted.

“What’s this ache feel like?” He smirked at me.

“Um, it feels like a hot, relentless clenching, deep inside of me. Almost like an intense need to be filled. Based on what I feel beneath me I know you’re more than equipped to fulfill my needs.” I rubbed against him some more, seeking relief.

A strangled groan arose from his lips. He released my hands and instead gripped my ponytails, tipping my head back and exposing my throat to his mouth. His scruff tickled my sensitive skin as his lips skimmed up and down. “Have you ever had anything inside of you? Aside from like whatever you use during that time of the month. Anything bigger than a finger?”

“Just fingers and that thing they use when I go for my annual exam. I’ve never actually inserted my vibrator. Ah…” I gasped, then moaned as he bit down on the side of my neck and heat flooded through me. He mumbled something against my skin that I couldn’t make out. “Hmmm?” I murmured back.

“You suffer from odaxelagnia.” He whispered into my ear.

“From what?” I pulled back to look him in the face. “What’s odax-whatever you just called it? Will I be ok?”

He chuckled before answering. “Odaxelagnia is when you get aroused from being bitten or from biting. Your responses to my bites are proof that you are definitely getting aroused from it,” he smiled his cocky smile back at me.

“In that case, I’m not one iota ashamed to say you’re right, I definitely suffer from it. Although I don’t think suffer is the word I would use to describe what I’m feeling. I want to cum again, Baz.” I whispered as my hips started to move more urgently against him. “Please. Please don’t make me wait.”

I didn’t care if I was begging, this feeling of want was so foreign to me, yet oh-so welcome at the same time. I felt torn, part of me never wanted it to end and the other part was so on edge that I couldn’t imagine balancing here on this precipice much longer before I would lose my mind.

His strong hands found their way to my thighs as he stood lifting me off his lap in one swift movement. He set me down on the bed sideways. My head was pointing towards the wall and my legs were dangling over the side as he yanked off his shirt and dropped to his knees in front of me.

“I’ll help you, precious. Relax and let me take care of you.”

I felt his palms glide up my inner thighs and then under them as he hooked my legs over his broad shoulders. His hands shifted, lifting my ass higher off the bed and I could feel his breath on my clit as his scruff teased my already sensitive flesh.

I jumped at the first stroke of his tongue. “Relax,” he mumbled against me. The vibrations from his words made my hips surge forward instinctively.

“Oh…” I gasped as his mouth settled on my most delicate parts. “Fuck, Baz.”