Filed to story: Loving You In My Final Days
“I can do it,” she declared. Her voice was a little louder, as if she was trying to give herself some encouragement, before she finally moved. She reached her arm out behind her and easily found the zip. There was shyness and hesitation in her movements as if she was a little unsure of herself. She then pulled the zip slowly downwards, feeling her dress loosen up the moment she did so. She instinctively caught the front of her dress with her other hand and held it up. Once she finished unzipping her dress, she straightened up and her arms were crossed over her chest, holding the dress in place and preventing it from falling off. She looked up and he lifted an eyebrow when he met her eyes, as if he was asking a silent question. However, he saw that her gaze was steady and she didn’t look away from him. It was obvious that her resolve was as solid as a rock.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes before carefully moving her arms away and letting the dress fall gracefully around her feet.
Abigail still had her eyes closed so she didn’t notice his Adam’s apple bob up and down the moment her dress fell on the floor. He was staring at Abi with bewilderment as she stood there, blushing, with her arms crossed over her again, covering her chest.
After watching her for a long while, the man spoke again. “Pleasure yourself.”
“Hmm?” Abigail blinked three times. She looked like he had just spoken to her in a different language.
Her reaction made the man’s eyes slightly narrow again.
“Fine.” He sighed as he reached out towards the top drawer of the bedside table and took out something pink from inside it.
He handed her an egg-shaped, pink vibrator and then returned to his spot.
The girl blinked again as she examined, with deep curiosity, the pink egg-shaped thing in her hand.
“Don’t make me wait. Put it inside,” the man ordered and Abi swallowed.
Abi had no idea whatsoever as to what this thing was. She had never seen anything like this before. She wanted to ask him what this thing was and what he meant by ‘put it inside’ but the man was so serious, she was afraid she’d fail the test if she showed him that she didn’t even know what this was.
“Is this clean?” was what she asked instead and the man half-smiled.
“It. Is. Very. Clean.” He stressed out every word.
Still unsure about what to do, Abi hesitantly looked at him and then in the next second, she put it inside her mouth.
The man was completely stunned for a moment and his jaw actually fell from his astonishment. He just could not believe that she did that! The face that was so indecipherable just a moment ago, now expressed an emotion that Abi did not expect. It was obvious he found what she did utterly shocking.
His reaction made Abi immediately realize that what she did was not what she was supposed to do with that thing and she hastily spat it out of her mouth into her palm. She was panicking a little and blushing even harder. She bit her bottom lip and her eyes wandered around as she tried to compose herself.
“You… have you never seen this thing before?” the man asked and Abi quickly shook her head. She heard him let out a quiet sigh and his expression was back to its unreadable state.
“Come over here,” he commanded again and Abi meekly walked towards him, her face as red as a ripened tomato. As she got closer to him, her heartbeat sped up and it drummed loudly in her ears.
“Give it to me.” Another command was given to her as he lifted his hand towards her and Abi placed the pink thing on his palm. He put it on top of the bedside table and held his hand out towards her again. She placed her hand on his and then he pulled her towards the bed, indicating for her to hop on it. She climbed on, one leg after the other, and knelt before him.
Abi bit her lips to control her breathing. She was so nervous that her hands were shaking slightly but she didn’t despise this overwhelming feeling. Surprisingly, she was filled with anticipation instead. She felt like she was now pushing open the door to this unknown world, a world she had been wishing to see for a while now. This was definitely the most thrilling thing she had ever done in her life, if not the most daring too.
She looked at the man who still held her hand captive and patiently waited for his next instructions. However, to her surprise, he pulled her hand closer to his face where the tip of his nose slightly grazed her knuckles. He then softly placed a kiss on them before opening up her fingers. Abi watched him as he slowly opened his mouth and placed her finger inside it. He then closed and sucked on it, ran his tongue along it as he slowly drew it out again.
Abi gasped in both surprise and pleasure. The unexpected action caused her body to react in ways it had never done before. She was overwhelmed by all the new sensations she was experiencing at that moment that she nearly missed his next words.
He released her hand and said, “use your hand then,” as he gazed up at her through his long thick lashes. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes as he saw her reaction to his teasing but there was also a hint of something else, something dark and dangerous.
However, Abigail was too much in a daze to notice and she was also distracted by what he just said. She just blinked again as she froze before him. Use my hand? For what?
“Touch yourself,” he added and Abi’s brows knotted in confusion. She thought that he was going to do something more – a kiss on the lips, embrace her so that they would be closer to each other – but ‘touch yourself’ was what he came up with? She thought that this was a two person deal but all he was doing was ordering her around and making her do things by herself. What was going on?
“Abigail, are you trying to test my patience?” The man smiled wickedly when Abi didn’t move, causing her to snap back to the present. Unsure of what he was wanting, she awkwardly lifted her arms, crossed it and hugged herself, touching her own shoulders down to her elbow.
“Like this?” she asked, innocently.
The man finally snapped. What was this woman doing? Was she actually trying to test his patience, because if she was, she was doing a hell of a job in making sure she succeeded. His patience was definitely running out pretty damned quickly!
“Uhm… please don’t make me guess. Touch myself? Sure, but where? Can you please just be specific?” she asked, somewhat frustrated herself, but her expression was serious.
“You…” He lifted his hand and touched her chin. He flashed his wicked killer smile again as if he just realized something interesting. “Oh, so you want me to say it, huh? Okay, since you impressed me with how beautiful you were tonight, I’ll grant your request,” he muttered sexily as he traced her jaw with his finger. “Touch your sex.”
Abigail was shocked. Her face immediately burned red. She swallowed her own saliva as she looked down at him. ‘Oh. So that’s what he meant…’ She suddenly felt shy again. She was utterly shocked but she thought that this might be normal so in the next moment, she squared her shoulders and took a deep breath, then she placed her hand over her flat, toned stomach.
Her hand then slowly traveled downwards over her flat abdomen and over her sexy, black, lacy underwear. The man leaned back to get a better view of her. The girl’s hand went down some more and at last her finger found her sex and touched it through her lacy underwear, as he asked. He waited in anticipation but the girl didn’t move her hand again.
He looked up at her.
“What are you doing?”
“I-I touched it.”
“. . .” The man was again rendered speechless but he calmly closed his eyes before he spoke again.
“Move your hand,” he ordered and Abi quickly moved her hand away from her sex.
