Laughing, he starts taking off his shirt and I’m shocked I’m not drooling at the sight in front of me. It hits me that this is the first time I’ve seenallthat is Henry Bellwood. Every scar, every freckle,everything.
He looks like he was carved out of clay with precise attention. I want to lick my way down every crevice on his stomach.
Down.
Down.
Down.
“Is this your way of ogling me, Winslow?” He winks, pulling down his shorts, the muscles on his arms on full display now.
“How are you real?” I ask.
“I ask myself the same thing about you everyday.” His shorts and shirt are now in a pile on the dock next to our tossed shoes. “Come here, let me help.”
Like a magnet, I’m now standing in front of him.
“Hands up,” he demands and my arms are now above my head. I like when he’s dominant. He grabs the hem of the black tank top I’m wearing and slowly starts pulling it up, a rough gasp leaves his mouth as he moves past my breasts where I don’t have a bra on. “You’re killing me, but what a way to go.”
The confession coming from him and the slight summer breeze has my nipples peaking. I think about his lips there the other night and how I want them there again.
Stepping back with my shirt in his hand, he just stares at me. He looks at me in a way that I’ve never seen before and where I would usually cover myself, I feel confident standing in front of him vulnerable like this.
“I’m having a lot of bad thoughts happening in my head right now.” He bites his lip and steps closer, tracing his hands up my hips, to my waist and then to the swell of my breasts. “You can’t be real.”
I say nothing, just let him watch my body shiver and mold to his touch.
“If I could touch and look at you all day long, I’d die a happy man.” He pinches my nipple and a gasp escapes me. “Just doing this, touching you, is making me so hard.” He whispers the last word like it pains him.
“There’s still more to take off.” I guide his hand down to my denim shorts where he begins to unzip them and I help by shimmying them down my legs. He falls to his knees to help me fully get out of them.
“A goddess,” he says as I stand there in just my underwear enjoying every second of being embraced by him. He makes me feel so beautiful in my own skin, so cherished by him.
“On your knees for me again, I see?” I tease.
“It’s my favorite place to be.” His hands graze my hips again, toying with the soft fabric. “Let’s get these off.”
I should feel nervous, being entirely exposed like this for the first time where anyone could see us, but I feel safe. He makes me feel safe, like we’re living in a universe of only us.
Slowly, he trails the fabric down my hips, thighs, and calves until they’re on the ground at my feet and I’m entirely naked standing in front of him.
“Beautiful,” he says with his eyes locked on mine. He stands and cups my face. “You are breathtaking.” He kisses me like he’s starved—and I let him. I let him take what he needs and when he breaks away, I look down and see his hard length pressing against the fabric of his black boxers.
“Wow,” I say in a gasp looking directly at his cock.
“Because of you,” he smirks with a wink. “Do you want to take them off for me?”
Without a word, I nod, making my way to my knees just like he did for me. As I lower myself, I never take my eyes off his, my hands tracing down his body.
“Now look who’s on their knees?” He sounds breathless. “Another beautiful sight to see.”
I feel like I’m in a trance being here in front of him like this, my hands finding their way to the lines of his abs, tracing him like pen to paper. He shivers beneath my touch but I don’t stop. My hands make their way to his waistline, tugging his boxers down slowly with anticipation.
I look up at Henry who is staring down at me like I’m some sort of figment of his imagination, which only turns me on more. Continuing to pull down his boxers, I start to see the line of his happy trail moving south.
His body is that of a man, perfectly sculpted and perfectly groomed.
I finally pull his boxers down all the way, and his cock isbig. I felt it the other night so I knew the size but seeing it in person, right in front of me, has me nearly drooling. I see a bead of pre-cum at the tip and it amazes me thatIdid this to him.
