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“I am.” The fact that she didn’t hesitate told me she was ready.
“You always have the right to say no to anything, Cecilia. I want that straight before we start anything. The only thing I will ever fight you on is something to do with safety. You’re mine. That means I keep you safe.”
“The fact that you’re not willing to compromise on that one thing sets you apart from anything I’ve been used to. So I accept that stipulation.”
“Good. Now. Kiss me and let’s seal this deal.”
With another glorious smile, she leaned in to give me the kiss I’d demanded of her. If I lived to be a hundred, I promised myself I’d never take her trust -- or her kisses -- for granted. They were a gift. Just like the woman.
As the kiss deepened, I could feel the warmth and passion that built between us. Her hands now firmly grasped the back of my neck, pulling me closer as our lips melded together. This moment had been building up for so long, and it was finally here. I knew that nothing would ever be the same. I drank her sweet kisses, welcoming everything she had to give.
I found myself enveloped in the warmth of her presence, feeling a surge of emotion I couldn’t quite place. I hadn’t anticipated this level of depth in what had begun simply: two people sharing the love of a tiny outdoor café and stimulating conversation. But as I watched the sun set behind her, I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of joy and contentment. I knew that this was not just a temporary connection, but something much deeper and more meaningful.
She looked up at me with those deep, searching eyes and I knew that she shared the same emotions. Her hand cupped my cheek, her fingers brushing softly over my short beard.
“Don’t break my heart, Atticus.” She whispered the little plea.
“Never, baby.”
She stepped back then, pulling her shirt over her head slowly, only breaking eye contact with me when the material blocked her vision. I rested my hands on her thighs, rubbing gently from the edge of her shorts to her knees and back. The feel of her smooth skin was calming and arousing all at the same time.
When she reached back and unhooked her bra, letting the lacy garment flutter down her arms before she set it aside with her shirt, my breath hitched. Her nipples puckered right before my eyes, and she groaned.
“I’ve had more men than I care to think about see me naked. Not one of them looked at me like you are right now.”
“That’s ‘cause they had no clue what they had in their arms. If they did, they’d have snapped you up and kept you. Like I’m doin’. I know it’s probably too soon, but you need to know I have no intention of ever letting you go. You gonna be good with that?” It was a challenge, pure and simple. To both of us. She needed to know, and I wasn’t altogether sure I could pull back even if she protested.
“I know what it means to belong to a man.” Her smile slipped, but she looked more intent than haunted. “I have a feeling that belonging to you will be nothing like what I’ve experienced before. I also think you’re a man who takes care of his possessions. You’d never hurt me.”
“Damned straight, baby.”
Instead of inviting further conversation, she tugged at my shirt, pulling it from my jeans, then over my head. I let her look her fill as she ran her hands over my chest, shoulders, and arms. There was a look of wonder on her face as she traced the tattoos hidden under my clothing. She’d seen my bare chest before, but I suppose in the heat of the moment she hadn’t had the chance to explore. I was more than happy to indulge her now.
There was anticipation in her gaze as it drifted over me. Cecilia was practically licking her lips. Then she leaned in and kissed the skin over my pulse and I groaned. I let my head fall back and my eyes slowly drifted shut as she began to explore my skin with her warm tongue, her soft lips following soon after.
The world around me blurred as I closed my eyes, fully immersed in the touch of Cecilia’s hands and lips on my skin. My body felt electric, every nerve ending on high alert as I savored the intimacy of her exploration, this closeness with Cecilia while trying to also focus on the moment and the connection we were forming. She smelled so sweet -- almost like strawberries. Her breath was warm against my neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
As she moved lower, tracing kisses along my collarbone and down toward my chest, I gently ran my fingers through her hair, reveling in the silkiness of it against my fingertips.
Her hands roamed up and down my chest and stomach, each touch a spark of electricity that traveled through me and tightened my muscles in response. When she finally reached lower, tugging at the button of my jeans, I helped her pull them down, as well as my boxers, before she sank to her knees to slip between my thighs.
I immediately stiffened, gripping her upper arms. “Cecilia… No. You don’t have to do this.”
“I know.” Her voice was a soft caress as she pulled out my cock and stroked the length, learning the feel and texture. “I need to do this.”
“Need?”
“Yeah. Because I want to. You gave me pleasure before. Now it’s my turn.”
Before I could protest further -- like I really wanted to protest a blowjob from such a beautiful, passionate woman -- Cecilia took the head of my cock into her mouth. I grunted as a shot of precum leaked from the top over her tongue.
“Mmmm…” Cecilia moaned around my dick, her eyes slipping closed as she went to work. She pumped and sucked, slowly at first. She took her time, learning me. Touching me. Looking at the ecstasy on her face, I thought she might be enjoying her gentle exploration. Each time I shuddered as my body gave up another drop of precum, she hummed as if she loved my taste. The experience was almost more than I could take.
“Christ, woman! Fuck!” Sweat beaded over my forehead, as I gripped the edge of the couch like a lifeline. I was about to blow my load, and she’d only been at it a couple of minutes. I wanted to give her anything she wanted -- especially during sex -- but I was not coming down her throat the first time.
I wanted to pull her up to me, but she was sucking on my cock like it was her favorite treat. I gently brushed her hair to the side so I could watch her.
Big mistake.
