She skims the waistband, and I catch her hand. “Wait please, kitten.”
“I want to touch you.” She looks up at me with wide, imploring eyes as her lips brush over my knuckles. “I want to make you feel good, too.”
“You already do.” My eyes slide closed as I center myself, body already in overdrive. “I want to savor every moment of this.” I press her hands to my chest to ground me. “And it’s my turn to undress you.”
She shivers, goose bumps rising along her skin as I skim the length of her arms, then trace the contour of her body. When I reach the hem of her dress, I follow it with my finger, dipping under to caress the inside of her thigh before I lift the fabric, revealing pale blue satin-and-lace panties.
Inch by inch, I unveil her graceful dancer’s body. She raises her arms, and I slide the fabric over her head, leaving her in herpanties. She’s strong and athletic, with gentle curves. I skim from her ribs to her hip. “You’re gorgeous, Tally.”
“So are you,” she whispers.
I step closer until we’re skin to skin. She sucks in a shuddering breath that echoes how I feel inside. It feels good to have her here with me. I run my hands down her back as hers glide up my arms and link behind my neck.
Desire builds as I dip down to capture her lips and our fingers drift and explore.
Eventually I break the kiss and settle my palm against the side of her neck.
For a moment, I’m the one with no experience. Because until Tally, I haven’t allowed myself to feel anything but lust and desire. But for her, with her…I want it all, even though it terrifies me.
“You can finish undressing me now.” My voice is guttural.
Her eyes shine with excitement as she trails a single finger down my stomach and dips inside the waistband of my boxer briefs. We both take a deep breath as she tugs my boxers down my thighs.
“Oh wow.” My erection juts out in the space between us, unapologetically hard. “Okay. That’s—” Her eyes flick to mine and drop again. “I expected you to be proportional, but that’s a whole lot of something right there.”
I laugh and pull her to me, trapping my hard-on between us as I kiss her. “My ego loves you.”
“Seriously, though.” She settles her hands on my chest and pushes back so she can look down between our bodies. “You are exceptionally above average.”
“I’ll let you take measurements sometime,” I tease.
Her eyes light up. “You said it, and you can’t take it back.”
We’re both grinning as I ease a hand down her side.
The mood shifts as I hook a thumb into the waistband of herpanties. The energy sparks between us. “I think it’s time to take these off.”
She nods, running her hands down my arms.
I push the satin and lace over her hips and drop to my knees so I can slide them down her calves, unveiling all of her. I run my hands up the backs of her legs, stopping below the curve of her ass, fingers pressing into the soft, smooth skin. She exhales a shaky breath and runs her fingers through my hair.
I press a soft kiss above her navel, then rise and hold my hand out. “Let’s get wet.”
She laughs. “That was so bad.”
“But also accurate.” I wink.
I step under the spray first, to make sure it’s not too hot before I pull her in with me.
I grab the bodywash, squirting a generous amount into my open palm as I rub them together. “I can’t wait to get my hands all over you.”
Tally moves so her back is to the spray. I love that she isn’t shy or uncertain about her body, and that despite everything, here in this space, we’re equal in the newness of it all.
I smooth my hands down the sides of her neck, over her shoulders and collarbones, trailing them across the swell of her breasts before I cup them. Her eyes flutter closed on a sigh.
I brush her nipples with my thumbs and she arches into the touch. “Oh God, Phillip.”
It’s who I want to be with her.
