“What do youmean it’ll hurt?”
“How much do youknow about sex?”
“I don’t reallywant to talk about that.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’sembarrassing.”
“You shouldn’tbe embarrassed, love.” He smiled gently. “If you can’t talk about it with me,sweetheart, who can you talk about it with?”
“Nobody.Nobody’s good.”
“Did yourstep-mother talk to you about sex or did you have any kind of sex education inschool?”
I blushed. “Iwas homeschooled, so that would be a no to both of those questions. Sex isdirty and only used for procreation.”
He stroked mycheek. “Do you think sex is dirty, Lennox?”
“No. At least, Idon’t think so,” I breathed out. “But they certainly tried to shove thatdiatribe down my throat.”
“Well, we’regoing to change that diatribe, sweetheart. All you’ll know about sex goingforward is that it’s beautiful.”
“I don’t doubtit.”
“We’ll go slow.”
I nodded as hekissed me again, lifting me and gently settling me on the bed. He cupped my breastover my shirt, and I shivered as my nipples pebbled under my clothing.
“Wait,” I pantedout.
“Did I hurtyou?”
“No, I just… oh,lord, this is… oh my… so good.” I arched into his touch, and mewed as he ranhis thumb over my nipple.
Settling a kneebetween my legs on the mattress, he hovered over me, kissing me as he pushed myshirt and bra up to my neck. This exposed my breasts to the cold air, and Igasped. He didn’t remove my clothing fully though, he took them far enough, soI was essentially blindfolded, and my upper arms were held immobile above myhead.
“Are youalright, love?”
I licked mylips. “Yes.”
“Is this scaringyou?”
“No.”
“If you feeluncomfortable, tell me, sweetheart, okay?”
“I will. Justdon’t stop unless I tell you, okay?”
He chuckled.“Yes, ma’am.”
He kissed me gently,then moved his mouth down my neck, before running his tongue over one nipple,then the other. Having my makeshift blindfold forced me to use my other sensesto anticipate what he was going to do next, until I found myself following histhoughts as he kissed me.
His hand slidunder the waistband of my pants, and between my legs where he pressed his palmagainst my clit and his fingers dipped inside of me.
“Oh, my word,” Isqueaked.
I instinctivelyslammed my knees closed but Phin pushed one open with his elbow. “Relax,sweetheart.”
