“I told you to count on it, didn’t I? Only it doesn’t seem fair I’m the only one naked.”
He grabs something from the counter and covers his dick before I get to see. “Eyes up here. What is it with women who can’t keep their eyes above the equator?”
The mirth in his eyes causes me to giggle. I feel nervous and invigorated at the same time.
“Strip, Sam.” The amusement is still there, but there is a seriousness to his tone.
Suddenly I’m in the spotlight as his eyes bore into me. I can’t seem to remember how to get the damn dress off. My hands shake but he takes a hold of each of my wrists which means whatever he’s been holding is gone. He’s bare and his heated skin warms me as he pulls me close.
And I can’t wait any longer. My hands land in his hair and his end up fumbling with the hem of my dress. Our mouths crash into each other with a teeth cracking sound before we stop a minute, laughing.
“I’ve …”
“You …”
We both start talking at the same time and laugh again.
“You first,” he says.
“I’m honestly not sure how to do this even though I’ve thought of little else all day.”
His chuckles are long since gone as his eyes smolder on mine.
“So have I. You are so beautiful, Sam.” His hands leave my dress and move to cup my face. “Let’s try this kiss again.” His lips touch mine, soft yet insistent, and I’m lost. Slowly, our tongues twine together and explore each other. As the kiss deepens, my brain spins with nothing but this man.
His palms leave my face and move to my dress. All clumsiness is gone now as he finds the zipper and tugs it down, so he can free me from its confines. As the dress falls, it seems to take forever as the fabric flows down my skin like a slow moving river, and I tremble.
He breaks off the kiss and says, “I have to look at you. God, if I could only tell you the number of times I’ve imagined you like this, you probably wouldn’t believe it.”
He runs one finger slowly underneath a bra strap, making me shiver like it was thirty degrees outside, yet a hundred and twenty inside. Then he slides the strap off my shoulder and presses a kiss there, repeating his actions on the other side. I’m momentarily frozen by desire. And this is only the beginning. I can’t even imagine what I’ll be feeling later.
“Open your eyes, Sam. I want all of you here.”
When I look at him, I get an eyeful. He’s erect and his cock is gorgeous. My hand goes on autopilot to grip him, drawn to him. He’s smooth and velvety to my touch.
But then his hand wraps around mine.
“Sam, I’ve been wanting you for so long now. I’m going to have to ask you to keep your hands to yourself or I can’t promise what’ll happen.”
“I like those kinds of promises.”
“Normally, I do too, but right now, I want to play with you first.” With those words, he takes my hands off of him with a sexy smirk and kisses me. “I have big plans for us. They include the use of your hands, but not right now.”
Before I know it, my bra is unhooked and dropping to the floor. “My turn,” he says. His head homes in on a nipple and when his mouth hits the target, I moan. I’m not sure I’ll be able to stay on my feet with this kind of teasing. My nipple is diamond-hard as he flicks his tongue over it and then sucks it hard. My fingers sink into his shoulders to avoid falling. Pure lust fans throughout my body, scorching my veins. The dampness between my legs grows as he turns his attention to my other nipple. When he moves, a hand slides down the back of my ass, moving the thin string of my thong aside, and starts to rub along my slit from behind. All of a sudden he stops everything and I protest.
“It’s okay. I’m only going to pick you up and carry you upstairs to my bedroom.”
I sag in relief. And then I feel and hear him chuckle. He bends down and slips off my thong. Then he stands and puts an arm under my knees and picks me up.
“You ready?”
“Mmm hmm.” I nod.
His bed is massive and his room is definitely masculine. Dark wood and deep hues blend to make it so. When he lays me down, I sink into a world of comfort. He hovers over me and then kisses me.
“I love your mouth, Sam.”
“Hmm.” I love his body, but I’m not going to tell him that. Not yet anyway.