My Naughty Little Whore Ch. 02

I hope you're not enjoying your dream too much... it's probably about to change.

I shifted myself on the bed so that I was in between her legs. I watched her sleeping naked in my bed. She was an image of innocent perfection. I had learned the night before that she wasn't as innocent as I had perceived her to be.

I wonder what else I'm wrong about.

I wanted her to be mine. I wanted her sexy pout to be mine to use. As I knelt there on the bed, I thought back to how her lips had looked around my cock the night before, so soft and pink. The image of her pushing herself down on my cock, forcing it to the back of her throat, came to my mind. I started to lightly stroke my cock as I was reminded of her gag reflex kicking in and the look of pure determination that had crossed her face. She had always seemed so shy.

No, shy is not the right word. Demure is more like it. Prim-and- proper.

It certainly was a stark contrast to the confident, almost dominant Rori I met last night in my bedroom. I absentmindedly continued to stroke myself as I thought about what could have brought on the change.

Had I done something to provoke her?

Something was weird about it. She had been willing to let me take control when I began to pleasure her. Rori had relaxed into the Rori I had met on our dates. She was more subdued some how, like some pressure had been taken off of her.

Did she take control because she was nervous about doing something sexual with me? Do I scare her? Oh, God, I hope not.

I shook my head, trying to break up my confusion, clear myself out of the fog. I looked back up at the beautiful young woman lying in front of me. I wanted to bring her all the pleasure in the world, and I wanted to be the only one to make her come.

I gently brushed my fingertips over her, following the delicate curves of her beautiful body. I found myself desiring to witness her frame twisting and squirming in front of me, all because of me.

I couldn't wait any longer, and so I dipped my head and brought my hands to meet her breasts. My cock was begging for attention of its own as my arousal soared while I kneaded and kissed the softest breasts I had ever held. A quiet moan came from Rori as she turned her head on the pillow. Her shoulder blades slid, allowing her shoulders to roll back, pushing her chest into my hands.

Ah, maybe I am changing that dream of hers.

In her sleep, Rori continued to moan and respond to the sensations I was giving her body. Every lick and brush over her nipple elicited a quiet response in her sleep, and every response pushed me to cause yet another. I traced a line from the crevice in between her breasts, down her stomach, and to her pussy with soft kisses. I stopped once again to inhale her intoxicating scent, her wetness already causing a glimmer on her lips in the morning sunlight that poured through the window.

I wonder if she's dreaming of me.

My tongue began to luxuriously lick her once again, tasting her, and savoring each moment. I wanted to give her the most realistic dream of her life. Each and every hot breath that passed over my lips to hers drew out more wetness for me to enjoy. I was enthralled. I continued to lick her clit with my tongue flattened as my finger teased the very edge of the entrance to her pussy. My touch swirled the pooling wetness around in circles. Remarkably, in her sleep, Rori's hips began to push my finger farther into her, trying to fill herself. I smiled as my lips hovered above her pussy. My finger slowly worked its way inside of her, twisting and twirling ever so slightly until I found her g-spot and hooked my finger into it gently. The loudest moan yet escaped her lips. She was almost awake as her eyelids began to flutter.

I wonder if she'll wake up before she comes. Time to go over the edge, baby.

I slipped a second finger inside her and started to make tiny circles over her g-spot, gradually adding pressure as my tongue sped up over her clit. I could feel the walls of her pussy contract around my fingers. If she had been awake, Rori would have seen the pleasure I was getting from building her up. All at once, Rori cried out and her eyes snapped open. I didn't stop. I sent her over the edge.

"Oh, fuck, Layton," she cried as her back arched six inches off the bed and she tilted her head up on the pillow. Her thighs began to move their way up to close me in, but I was ready for them this time. I swung my elbows out, laying them flat across her inner thighs and pressing them to the bed. I carefully slid my fingers out and crawled between her legs, lying down on top of her gently as the waves continued to crash over her. With her beautiful eyes shut tight and her jaw dropped open, frozen except for her panting breaths, she was the image I had dreamed of for the past few months. This time, though, I knew I wasn't about to rollover and wake up alone in my bed.

As she calmed down and found the ability to form words once again, Rori stared into my gray-blue eyes and sighed. "Fuck, that's the best wake up call I've ever had! What time is it anyway?"

I turned my head and peeked at the clock, "Only 8:30. Do you need to be somewhere anytime soon? Because we could always have some more fun," I hinted as my more-than-obvious erection pushed against her clit.

Despite her obvious glow, Rori suddenly shrunk back. "Ly, that was amazing, but honestly I don't feel comfortable going that far right now. It may seem stupid, but I'm just not ready..." Her words trailed off.

I was dumbfounded.

How can she go from being the example in "Guide to Being a Sex Goddess 101" to borderline virgin in a matter of minutes?

Then, I felt like a dick for thinking that. "Rori, if you're not ready, you're not ready. I understand. I certainly don't want to hurt you in any way."

"It's just... I mean... I'm not a virgin, but I'd like to save some surprises for down the road. If you're okay with it, I don't want this to be our last night together."

I breathed a sigh of relief, although I still didn't understand her entirely. "Absolutely, we can save some surprises for later. Let me tell you, I'm going to give you the shock of your life!" I teased her and stuck my tongue out at her.

She giggled, "Oh, I'm sure you will. A lady's knight in shining armor can never disappoint!" She winked at me, "Now if you don't mind, Sir Knight, I'd really love if we could snuggle some more and fall back asleep?"

"Oh, you. Come here!" I didn't give her any other option, wrapping my arms around her and rolling us on the bed back into the same cuddling position we had fallen asleep in earlier. "Of course my lady, let's fall back asleep."

Rori wrapped her leg around mine, and her left hand traced down the midline of my stomach to my cock. Her fingers gently wrapped around the girth and lightly squeezed. I had been very curious so I asked, "What were you dreaming about anyway? Or won't you tell me?"

"Hmm," she nuzzled her head against my chest and squeezed my cock once again. "All I'm going to say is it was about you." I could feel her smile to herself and sighed as she fell back asleep in my arms. I sighed and stared at the ceiling in disbelief until I finally dozed off.

Over the next month, I took Rori out every chance I could find, but she still showed no signs of wanting to be mine. I needed her, I was falling in love with her. I was enchanted by how frustrated she became with her freshman writing professor and I was shocked when she stood up for herself, demanding a chance to rewrite her papers for a better grade. She seemed to be adjusting to college life well enough. I couldn't find a single reason for her not to be with me. ONLY me. I started to plan how I would ask her to be exclusive. I needed to show her I cared, that I wanted only Rori to fill my heart and my mind. I even went out and bought her a necklace.

Right before Thanksgiving break, Rori and I went to a French restaurant for dinner. We were both dressed to the nines, sitting at a quiet table overlooking the park. I sat with the long red rectangular box in my pocket, trying to find the right words. I panicked.

Oh, God. This is too much. It needs to be more casual. She's going to freak out! What the FUCK was I thinking?

After Rori ordered dessert, I tried to ease into the question, but instead I blurted it out. "Rori, would you like to be my girlfriend? Can we be a couple... an exclusive couple?"

Her face froze and I hurried my question with "You don't have to answer now. Oh, God, I didn't mean to blurt it out like that..."

She took a deep breath and asked for a minute or two to think. Our dessert arrived at the table and I asked for the check. An awkward silence fell between the two of us, and the red box in my pocket now felt like a block of lead, slowly leaching into my blood to poison me. We finished our dessert and I dropped the tip on the table. I helped Rori with her coat and we walked outside, still in silence. This time, I insisted upon taking a cab home, exclaiming even as Rori started to protest, "No! You're going to get sick and it will be all my fault. Get. In. The Cab. Now." I locked eyes with her with a demanding stare.

Shockingly, I watched as Rori practically melted at my words and stepped in.

On the ride home, she put her head on my shoulder and then turned to whisper in my ear. "In response to your question, yes." My heart almost did a back flip in my chest. I pulled her in close and kissed her passionately. I caught the cab driver shaking his head disapprovingly at us in the corner of my eye.

Fuck off man. Just do your job and I'll do mine. Thank God, she's all mine now!

I pulled away from our kiss and looked into Rori's eyes as I reached into my pocket. "Feel free to say no to this, but I was wondering if you would consider wearing this," I lifted the top off of the box and revealed a delicate silver chain necklace with a pearl in the shape of a teardrop.

"Layton Stidolph that is the most stunning necklace I've ever seen! Yes! Yes! Put it on me!"

She turned in the cab seat and lifted her hair as I lifted the chain out of the box.

As I secured the clasp I whispered into her ear, "Aurora Doyle, you are one crazy woman, but I do believe I'm falling in love with you!"

Rori turned back to face me. As her hazel eyes filled with warmth and joy from looking into mine, she exclaimed the words I had been longing to hear, "Layton, I believe I'm falling in love with you!"

Well, that's all for today. Of course, there's more to the story of Layton and Rori, but I can't spoil it all in one post, can I? I need to keep your dirty little minds hungry for more, right? You'll hear the rest of the story of how I almost lost my Rori soon. Spoiler alert, she's still mine! Until next time!

"Now then Naughty Little Whore..."

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Next Time: Brace yourselves. Rori is at the keyboard ;)