She bit into her bottom lip as he peeled her nightgown down her arms. Moments before the neckline of her gown dropped below her breasts, she was tempted to turn away, but she didn't.
When the neckline of the cotton gown caught on and pulled free of her nipples, falling to her waist, she kept her eyes on Dom. She wanted to see what he thought.
What he felt.
And he looked her over from head to hip with open amazement in his eyes.
He moved his hands, lifting them, fisting, and flexing his hands as if he wasn't sure what he should do.
So she showed him.
Yes, she'd never have done this if it wasn't Dom.
He gave her the courage and the strength to ask for what she wanted.
Just as he had done to her, she caught at his wrists and lifted his hands, bringing them to her breasts. She'd never been so forward with anyone, not that she'd had a lot of experience in her life, but the instant Dom's hands came in contact with her bare skin, she forgot that anyone else existed.
His hands cupped her breasts, gently weighing them against his palms. Then, his thumbs brushed across her nipples, and she felt shivers roll through her body. Her nipples hardened as his thumbs moved over them. The feelings that his gentle and teasing touches wrought in her body were incredible.
She'd never felt like that before.
She moved her hands over his chest and his shoulders, her skin growing hotter and hotter. "That feels... that feels..."
He smiled at her, a slow stretch of his lips. Lips that she'd felt on her own and dreamed of against her skin.
"Tell me,” He licked his lips, focusing his eyes on her face, "tell me how it feels."
"Amazing." Her breaths came faster, but deeper, pressing her breasts into his hands. "I've dreamed..."
She lost the ability to speak when his fingers pinched at her nipples, twisting them between his fingers.
Her thighs squeezed against his thighs, and she leaned into his touch, the ache between her legs increasing.
"I've dreamed of what this would be like."
His smile faded a little when she moved closer, and she hesitated.
"Dom?"
"You feel so good there."
She looked down and her breath caught.
The string that tied the front of his board shorts together had loosened and was gaping open. The Velcro didn't stand a chance against the pressure of his cock and had almost pulled it open.
She'd moved up his thighs and now she realized what she'd been pressing against.
She rolled her hips against him and felt his chest move under her hands, his lungs swelling with each breath.
"Kawehi?"
She wasn't sure she had the ability to speak, nodding instead.
"I want to taste you."
Taste?
She'd mouthed the word. Unsure of what he meant.
