I want to touch you

“since when"

I rolled my eyes even though I was so fucking embarrassed. “since never. I don't see the need for that"

He snickered."No wonder you act so cluelessly sometimes”

"Excuse you” I feigned annoyance. "Anyway, that's what you are here for”

"To teach you how to touch yourself?“

I flushed. “To teach me how to be less clueless goddamn it"

He leaned on his chair and his gaze hardened once more as he looked at me. He was right, I was clueless, I didn't even know where to start.

“Lie down back," he said in a raspy tone.

I did as he told me to. I lay down on the bed, already breathing fast. That wasn't from arousal, that was from nervousness.

“Spread those legs," he instructed.

I was reluctant, but I did as he asked. I noticed how his eyes changed instantly. It became more intense. The way he stared at my cunt made me feel more nervous, but that didn't stop me from being aroused.

“Now don't be a shy kitten, touch yourself," he said in a low tone. He sounded like he was holding on to the last restraint he had.

My hands slowly went down and stopped at my cunt. I didn't know what to do, so I smacked it.

Shaun let out a suppressed chuckle and I stared at him in confusion. “You can't tell me you are this clueless."

“What do you mean?"

“ Have I ever smacked your pussy like that before”

"No,” I replied stiffly.

"It's a learning process” he muttered under his breath. "Now touch yourself the way I would"

There was something about his voice that affected me so much. It was calm, but at the same time, authoritative.

I slipped my hand away from my clit and dipped one finger into my cunt. Oh of course that's how he does it. I concluded inwardly as I felt the pleasure coursing through me immediately.

He doesn't stop at one finger. He normally puts in as much as I can take.

I slipped the second finger into my cunt and it was twice the pleasure.

“Now go in and out," he whispered and I started going in and now, but I was doing it too forcefully. “gently my love, I don't want you feeling sore by the time I take over”

He said and I did as he said. I started going in and out slowly, moaning silently as I took in all the pleasure.

"Touch your clit” he instructed

"How,” I asked with my wet finger already in my clit.

“Rub it slowly. In a circular motion" he urged and I did as he told me to.

I bit my lips, trying to suppress the moan. I was too embarrassed to moan out loud.

It felt strange touching myself, but I loved it. I didn't need his instructions anymore. I dipped my hands into my cunt once more

“Fuck" I moaned when it went in

“Good girl," Shaun whispered as he watched me intently.

I closed my eyes as I moaned. I continued fingering myself, but no matter how deep and hard I did it, it wasn't compared to Shaun's touch. I wanted him, but I didn't know how I would tell him that.

His eyes were transfixed on my cunt. I couldn't help but ask if he didn't want me. I couldn't understand why he hadn't touched me. He knew I wanted him, but Shaun in his nature wouldn't touch me uninvited.

I stopped fingering myself. I wanted to feel Shaun inside of me.

“You stopped," he noticed

“I..."I looked at the ceiling instead of his eyes. “I don't want to touch myself anymore”

"Why, what happened?” he got up from the couch he was sitting on and started walking towards me.

"I uh..."I didn't know how to say the words, but I had to. If at all I wanted him to touch me. “I want you to do it"

“To do what?"

I rolled my eyes at him. “Do you have to be so difficult"

“I am as clueless as you, so don't blame me" he smirked at me as he climbed the bed. He caressed my thighs slowly.

“So you have to say what exactly you want"

“ I want you to" my words were cut short as his hands slipped down my thighs.

“Go on" he stopped and turned to look at me.

“I want to touch you" I blurted and he was taken aback. He didn't expect that statement from me.

“You can't say no," I said, staring at him intently.

“Now why would I,” he mumbled as he stepped down from the bed to get the keys to the cuffs.

He uncuffed my left hand and after dropping the cuff, he lay on the bed.

I didn't know what to do. He was shirtless with only his trouser on and the way he looked at me drove me insane.

I took off his belt from his trousers. I kept my gaze on him because I didn't want him to know I was shy and nervous.

I undid the zip of his trousers and then my heartbeat picked up the pace. I had to take his trousers down. I was about to slip them off when someone's phone rang.

It was my phone. All my brain could think of was Asher. I jumped down from the bed and scurried to where the phone was. My heart dropped. It was indeed Asher.

Why I panicked was because Asher hardly called me. He didn't see me as important to call. The only reason he would call was if it was very important. He didn't even call when I spent a night at Shaun's house.

Whatever might be the reason, it had to be very important .

I took my phone and rushed out of the bedroom. Gladly, Shaun didn't follow me. The last thing I wanted was for him to find out I was married.

I picked up the call and the first thing I heard was. “Where the fuck are you!"