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Christian gave me a deep kiss that made my toes curl. I actually shivered.
Then I gasped when he took the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head.
“Round two,” he murmured, burying his lips in my neck.
“What?” I was scandalized. And a touch nervous, but willing to try. “Maybe we shouldn’t, you know, ruin a good thing?” I posed it like a question, but I was convinced it would in fact ruin it, but then again, what the actual hell did I know?
Clearly nothing.
“No, silly.”
I had half the sense he was making fun of me because silly was my word, not his. But I wasn’t going to argue about it right now because he was teasing his thumb across my nipple and it actually felt good. Surprisingly good. I would have thought my nipples would have closed up shop for the night.
Wrong. I was totally wrong.
This time Christian kissed me steadily, easily, deeply. He stroked with his tongue and his fingers simultaneously. He gave me the sense that he had nothing better to do. That he could keep this going indefinitely. I felt oddly cherished. Ironic that the man who was essentially a stranger could make me feel that way. A stranger who had been inside me.
God, I couldn’t believe my reality.
Yet…it wasn’t a bad reality if I just focused on the here and now.
For the very first time in my life I was actually doing that.
I trusted Christian because he hadn’t been wrong yet. I couldn’t argue with his quick results. So I just kissed him back with all the fervor and relief and passion I felt. I always felt light-headed around him. I blamed it on the sugar rush, the wine, the trauma of fleeing the church.
But maybe it was just him. Him and me.
He broke off our kiss and bent over and took my nipple into his mouth. I gasped. I felt the tug of that all the way deep down into my womb.
“Lift your ass,” he urged.
I had rearranged my panties back into place, and when I obeyed him he slid them down over my thighs. He jerked them off my feet and threw them somewhere in the direction of the bottom of the bed. He unhooked my bra while I sat there passively and let him. I felt vulnerable without my dress shielding my waist and hips. It made no sense, but it was true. I felt shy. But Christian went right back to kissing me and I forgot to be embarrassed by what we were doing.
His hands were big and rough and they were everywhere. He massaged my nipples. He slipped inside my damp heat. He teased over my hips, my waist, my cheek. It felt like he was burning a path everywhere he touched, setting my skin on fire. I was relaxed and aroused.
“Lie down.” He nudged my hip.
I fell back onto the bed without question, peeling a stray hair off my swollen lip.
“No, on your stomach.”
“On my stomach?” I asked, dubiously. “I don’t think…”
Christian shifted over me, caressing a thumb over my lip. “Bella.” That thumb moved down and pressed against my clit, and slid inside me.
Pleasure rushed over me. A sweet, hard ache. “Yes?” I breathed.
“Roll over.” He pulled his thumb away.
The loss was disappointing. So I rolled over and started to rise up. “On my hands and knees?” I asked, assuming he wanted doggie style.
“No. Flat on your stomach.”
I honestly wasn’t sure what that was all about, but Christian hadn’t let me down so far. Feeling a little lazy, the multiple orgasms releasing some of my tension, I just went down onto my stomach, letting my legs drift apart naturally. I turned my head to the side, my hands palms on the mattress. I could feel the moisture Christian had coaxed from me rubbing against the sheet and a mild tinge of embarrassment rose inside me. Yet it also felt sexy.
My whole body felt tingly, sensitive.
When Christian slid inside me from behind, I was surprised at how easy the angle was. To me, that wouldn’t have even seemed like it would have worked. Apparently I hadn’t experimented enough with sexual positions, because this was an easy, lazy, sensual position. He didn’t seem to be working too hard, and I wasn’t doing anything at all. I was just lying there, corpse pose, like I was getting a massage, feeling very Zen. Except his cock was inside me, stroking me deliciously.
