I want to see his too. My eyes have been riveted to the light trail of dark hair that begins just below his belly button and disappears beneath the waistband of his pants. "Show me your body first."
"Get on the bed."
"What?" I look at the bed before I turn my attention back to him.
He stalks toward me, his hands reaching for my forearms. "I want you on the bed, Sophia."
"Don't you want me to strip?" I ask nervously. "You said you want to see my body."
He pushes me back, each step inches us both closer to his bed. "I need to touch you more than I want to see."
I let him guide me to the bed and when he pushes me back tenderly, I bend my knees and sit on the edge.
"On your back." He's standing in front of me now, the front of his pants hovering next to my face. "I want you on your back. We'll take this slowly."
I'm not sure that's what I want anymore. He's two seconds away from being completely nude and I've wondered, for days, what his cock looks like. I've imagined it based on what I've felt when he's pressed himself against me. I know he's thick. I can tell that he's going to be larger than any of the men I've been with before.
I slide my ass back to the middle of the bed before I sprawl out on my back. I cross my legs at the ankles, trying desperately to keep my skirt in place.
He crawls over me until his hands are splayed on the duvet on either side of my head. His legs bracket me. I can feel hisswollen cock rubbing against my stomach through the fabric of my dress and his pants.
"Will you kiss me now?" I ask breathlessly. I need him to touch me. I want that.
He does. He lowers his face until his lips catch mine in a kiss. He takes it slowly, teasing me with his tongue. His licks are deep and leisurely. He moans when I try and bite his bottom lip.
"I need to make you come,” he whispers those heated words as he breaks the kiss.
"Now?" I practically pant. I can feel my arousal pooling between my legs. I know when he reaches down to touch my panties, they'll be sopping wet.
He moves his lips lower until they're grazing over the soft skin of my neck.
"Relax, Sophia." His breath tickles my chest. "I promise this won't hurt a bit."
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Nicholas
I haveno fucking idea why I'm not inside of her yet. As soon as she whispered that she wanted me to take her to bed, I could feel a drop of pre-cum already sitting on the crown of my dick. I'm still hard as a rod of steel, but this isn't going to be about me. I want tonight to be about Sophia.
Before I seal my mouth over hers, I look down at her. She's prone on her back underneath me. I've felt her legs fidgeting since I straddled her. She may be trying to convey the demeanor of a woman who has fucked countless other men, but her body says otherwise.
She moans softly into our kiss, her hands leaping to the back of my head. I lick deep into her mouth, coaxing her tongue to touch mine. I want her to enjoy this as much as she would if I was balls deep inside her beautiful body.
I pull back so I can see what my touch does to her. I have to capture that second when she explodes around my hand and that starts now.
I roll off of her and press my body against her side. Her chest is heaving; short, quick bursts of breath that reveal her need.
"Are you going to undress me?" She turns her head to look at me. "If you are, be careful because this fabric rips easily."
I chuckle. "I'll keep that in mind. For tonight, I think I'd rather see you come undone with your clothes on."
She frowns. "You're going to fuck me while I'm dressed?"
I slide my fingertip along her collarbone before I dip it down to the front of her dress. It's strapless and it's obvious that she didn't bother with a bra. Her nipples are pressing against the fabric, straining for attention. I circle the right one, through the fabric of her dress, my finger tracing a circular path around the hard nub. "Your tits are a perfect size."
"I've always thought so." She smiles at me. "I'm glad you like smaller breasts."
I've never had a preference until now. Her body is everything any man could want and that's not just because of her sensual curves.
