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I went inside and found it far cleaner than mine, although just messy enough that I didn’t feel too bad. Some of his clothes from earlier were lying around the room, and there was a laptop on the bed, as well as a book, as if he had been using both before falling asleep. I smiled as he finally let go of me and hurried to move them out of the way.
It made me feel better about him and his character to find he had a book out, and it was one he’d talked about enjoying. If nothing else, he had been telling me the truth about being a reader and not just trying to get me interested in him to get into my underwear.
As soon as everything was out of the way, he came back over to me. I suddenly felt awkward again, even more self-conscious than before. However, he smiled again, and his eyes roamed while he was still standing a little way off from me.
“You somehow look even more beautiful here than you did downstairs. Possibly because I know you’re mine now or that you’re a little nervous. Please try and relax. I don’t plan on doing anything you won’t like. I want you to enjoy this as much as possible, and I promise that your pleasure will be my focus.” As Lukas spoke, he slowly came closer again, taking my hands in his.
He lifted each one to his mouth and kissed them repeatedly in turn. As soon as he’d kissed them several times on the backs and fronts, he lifted my arms and kissed each wrist, bending his head to make sure the angle didn’t hurt me.
Slowly, he worked his way up one arm to the elbow, and then he switched to the other. With each kiss, I grew more aroused again, my fears and nerves melting away into arousal. This was a man who wanted to take his time and get to know me, who wanted to make sure I wanted it before he gave it to me. And it worked. It really worked.
I whimpered as he stopped and pulled back. He grinned, the look on his face almost wicked.
“All in time, sweetness. When I’m ready. I don’t want to rush. I’m going to savor every second of this and commit it to memory.”
He kissed me on the lips again, taking away any continued protest, and this time, his hands kept going, wrapping around me until he could run them up and down my back. The fabric of my dress was stopping him from touching my skin, and I found myself wanting it to be gone, considering reaching behind and undoing the zipper so my dress could fall to the ground.
Despite wanting to, I couldn’t bring myself to move. The kiss captured too much of my attention, as did the feel of my body being crushed against his torso. He was muscular under his clothes and strong enough that I wanted to focus on that, too, to begin exploring every inch of him.
I gasped against his lips when he caught my zipper and, on a down stroke that I had begun to expect, undid my dress instead of merely running his fingers down my spine. My dress fell open at the back, but it stayed in place at the front for now, trapped between us.
He chuckled and shifted his body back so it could slide to the floor. Although I shifted my arms to try and pin it in place, awkward and self-conscious, his were in the way, and it fell. He pulled back, seeing me in nothing but my underwear and drinking in the sight. His breath seemed to catch in his throat.
“I knew you would look good under your dress, but I wasn’t expecting the body of a goddess,” he said as if he meant every word.
I looked up at him, suddenly feeling more amazing than I ever had, his gaze showing me that he truly meant it and to him, I was beautiful.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Lukas
As I stood before Kit, taking in every inch of her body, I was barely containing myself. I’d promised her I would be a gentleman, and I planned to continue being so, but it was taking every ounce of my self-control to keep myself in check and not devour her where she stood.
I knew that taking her would be better for both of us if I took my time and eased her into it. The first time with someone new was always coupled with some anxiety, and I’d picked up that she was the type to feel nervous easily. I didn’t want that for her now. I wanted her to know she could trust me and feel safe.
It was the foundation of everything I believed in for a couple to share. True intimacy and vulnerability couldn’t come out of anything but safety, respect, and trust. I was a dominant, and I loved nothing more than having a submissive to cherish, protect, and take to heaven, but that was the reward for being caring, for working hard to bring the safest and most intimate situation to them.
If I didn’t make her feel safe, I didn’t deserve what followed. It was that simple. And, at times, that complicated.
As she stood before me, I saw the shock in her eyes and how it melted away. Gently, I wrapped my arms around her again, keeping her gaze, making sure there was no sign that she wasn’t okay with this, but if anything, there was a hunger in her, too. I led her to the bed and encouraged her to sit on it.
The moment she was sitting down, I pulled off my tie and flung it away. She smiled then, looking me over as I shifted the focus to me and let her get even more comfortable before me with her clothes off. I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off before starting on my belt.
As soon as I started unbuckling, she reached forward as if she wanted to help me, but I pushed her hands away.
“No. I’m going to do this. I’m leading the way. You can follow where I take you.”
She gasped again as if she wasn’t sure what to make of it, but I tried to make light and move on before her anxiety returned. I was going to keep monitoring her.
Finally, we were both down to our underwear, and I returned to her and pulled her to her feet again. I kissed her some more, letting my hands explore the bare skin I had uncovered again while she relaxed into my embrace. Again, I chose the time to take her bra off, undoing it swiftly and with practiced ease.
It uncovered her, but she reacted more strongly this time, not sure if she wanted it.
“It’s okay. Let me see the rest, and I will take good care of you. You still have my word.” More kisses flowed from me to her, this time down her neck, as I pulled her bra off the rest of the way. I didn’t give her long to think about what I might think of her breasts, although I hardened even further at the sight of them.
They weren’t the largest I had ever seen, but they were more than a handful and perky, the kind that looked perfectly in proportion to the rest of her. She didn’t fight me removing thelast scrap of fabric covering her. I revealed her pussy and got a glance at how wet she already was.
Her panties were soaked through, giving me another indicator that this was going well.
