Trace

Chapter 7 | Trace of Me on You

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Rhys sat up against the pillows. His languid figure of waiting for me to proceed was hypnotizing. In a trance-like state, I came to him like a magnet attracted by an opposite pole.

I only noticed that I was in his arms again when Rhys fondly whispered my name in my ear. "Choose Sola. Where do you want to mark me?"

I stared at his face down to his neck and shoulders. "Here." I pointed to the arc between his neck and shoulder. I didn't know why but I was really tempted to do something in that curve part of his body.

"Okay." Rhys patted my head. "Imitate what I did to you."

I brought my face near the crook of his neck. Rhys smelled manly with a faint cool scent. I loved his smell. It was addicting and comforting.

I remembered what he did but I'm not sure if I could actually do it. "Take your time. You can try it how many times you want." Rhys understood that this would be my first time.

I replicate what he did. Rhys had his eyes closed while petting my hair. His other hand was on my lower back.

I kept sucking, licking the skin I concentrated on to have the bright red bruise I wanted. The result was not satisfactory at all. It was only a light mark. Though it was noticeable from his clean and fair skin.

"Done?" The question stopped me from contemplation. "Not dark enough. But I don't want to suck anymore."

Rhys chuckled. "My adorable Sola. Sorry for making you work hard. Bite me then. It's bigger and easier mark."

That made me realized but, "It's gonna hurt you."

Rhys gently smiled. "Don't worry about that. It's an honour to have your trace on me." He winked dramatically.

I put my teeth on his skin without any force. I tried assessing how much would I need to deepen my bite. "As hard as you can." So I did.

I suddenly felt thrilled by some irrepressible emotion. I hurriedly back away after giving my all to that bite. It perplexed me. Rhys was bleeding but he was indifferent.

I wiped the blood and saliva. My teeth marks were imprinted ghastly. I felt an egoistic thought of possessiveness for Rhys. I didn't felt sorry at all. Was this alright?

"We're even now. Let's move on shall we?" Were we really equal? It didn't hurt at all when he marked me. Though I couldn't see, I knew his hickey was small compared to mine.

"Don't mind it too much. Focus here. I'm going to touch you directly on the skin. I'm going to explore your whole body. At any point you felt uneasy, tell me. Okay?"

I nodded. "Answer me, Sol. I need to hear your voice."

"I understand."

"Lean on me. I think this is better so you can feel me on your back. You can also see my hands."

I positioned between his legs. Rhys surround me with his arms. He held my hands together with both his hands.

"I'll start now okay?"

"Okay." I inclined all of my weight on his torso. His warmth didn't pacify my intrigued nerves at all. Rhys settled his chin on my shoulder.

I was wearing corporate attire. I had removed my outer coat in the car but I was fully clothed with my shirt and pants. Rhys unhooked my slacks and undid the zipper.

We both gazed at each other at that moment. "It's hard for me to take off your pants. Remove it for me, Sol."

I shifted forward to remove my pants. I suddenly felt his hands untucking my shirt. He then inserted his hands on both my sides lifting my shirt a little.

I got goosebumps. I felt like he locked me in place by him following me to bent forward. When he moved his hands from sides to my stomach upward to my breasts without any partition in between, I was electrified.

"You stopped Sol." I got conscious of my pants still on my knees. Being half-naked felt weird.

"Wait." I pushed him back giving me a breather. I wore out all my clothes and underwear in front of him. It was not overwhelming since he can only see my back in the meantime.

He abruptly pulled me to him by my stomach. He was taller so he was now had an overview of my upper breasts. I felt a pleasing tingling sensation knowing that he was observing me.

From behind me, he tested his hands on my breasts. He kneaded them like he was scrutinizing them carefully. I felt hot down to my core. "You're so beautiful, Sola." My ear felt sensitive as his lips fleetingly hover it and huskily complimenting me.

"I'll touch you down there next." I thought my heart would stop beating. His left hand left but the other didn't pause fondling my breast. He subtly ran his finger from my cleavage to my naval and lastly to my centre.

"You're so wet. Are you that excited with my touch?" My heart pounded frantically that I thought I could hear it through my ears.

Rhys was doing me both at the same time. This is so bizarre. "Let me hear you. Don't suppress yourself." He suddenly entered a finger. I cried out.

"So tight. You're squeezing my finger, Sol. Relax." He continued moving his finger in and out. I was trembling. My moans are so audible echoing in the room.

"Spread your thighs, Sol." I couldn't comply. My physique was tensed. Using his leg, he separated my thighs and lead one of my legs over his. I was wide opened.

"I'll add another one." Before I could contend, he slid his ring finger in. I exclaimed again and I could do nothing but producing these unfamiliar sounds.

I felt stimulated beyond anything else when Rhys rubbed a certain point. I stiffened and Rhys noticed it. What was that?

"Does it felt good here?" I was being stirred so much. He focused on that part. "Rhys, n-no more. Not there."

"It felt better here right? It seems I found your g-spot. I'm so happy Sol."

"Rhys, s-stop!" Rhys didn't falter. His fingers thrust back and forth faster while rubbing my breast roughly. "I can't! No! Rh--" He closed my mouth with his kiss.

I held my breath and my body spasm. I was shaken. "This is your first orgasm, right? You squirted Sol. See the bed."

I was breathing heavily. His words made me embarrassed. My body reacted again when he pulled out his fingers.

Rhys stared at his hand. "W-what's wrong?" He suddenly brought his finger to his mouth and licked the dripping fluid. I was mesmerized by how sexy he can be with his gesture.

"You're so delicious, Sol. You taste so sweet." I was petrified. "Y-you, why?"

"It's yours. I wanted to know your taste. It's also normal. I will give you an oral later."

There was nothing to comment on. I suddenly felt calm. The other person is Rhys. His my man, mine.

"Okay, lay on your back." I looked at him quizzically. "I haven't explored your body yet. I promised so I will."

Rhys was a man of his words. He was assertive yet so pampering at the same time. He always watched my microexpression for any changes knowing what was felt better or when I was perturbed.

He touched me all over. He followed by licking me everywhere but my core leaving me on edge. He kept teasing me until I finally asked for him only then he made me come again using his tongue while arousing my clit.

He repeated this sequence until I didn't understand what was going on anymore. I was exhausted and I could only hear my uninhibited hoarse moans. In between of me constantly saying his name, I could hear Rhys low strained tone conveying that he loves me before I blackout.