Stella had never been undressed before, but she’d assumed he’d start by reaching for the hem of her dress and had mentally been preparing for him to see her rolls and stretch marks in all their glory. Instead, he surprised her by lowering himself to his knees in front of her.
“What are you—”
Stella’s breath caught as Max began to kiss his way up her legs. (She was so glad she had shaved.) She had to put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself as he made his way up her thighs, his head disappearing underneath her dress.
And then his hands were on her hips, pulling her underwear down.
“Step,” he said, and Stella mindlessly did what she was told, stepping out of her underwear. She felt a cool breeze as he lifted her dress, holding it up against her stomach, and then the heat of his mouth was covering her center and she gasped.
Max pulled back and looked up at her.
“Okay?”
Stella nodded rapidly. “Keep going, please.”
He smiled wickedly and continued, his tongue licking her clit and making her shake. Max held her steady, with one hand on her stomach and the other on her thigh. He started to suck on her clit, and Stella shut her eyes, biting her lip as the orgasm that’d been building when she straddled him earlier came back with full force.
“Come for me, baby,” Max said, pulling back only for a second before getting back to his task.
Stella had never come before without one of her toys or her own hands, but Max’s mouth and tongue were coaxing sounds out of her she wasn’t sure she’d ever made before. And then she was seeing stars.
Her hips moved against his face, riding out the orgasm as she came all over him. If Max minded, he didn’t show it, holding on to her as best he could as she moved against him. When it finally felt like she could breathe normally again, he let her go and stood.
Her come was all over his mouth and somehow the sight of that made him even hotter. So she pressed herself up into him, kissing him. The taste of herself on his lips was intoxicating, and she lost herself in it.
When he finally reached to pull her dress over her head, she wasn’t thinking about how she looked or what he would think. All she was thinking was that she wanted him inside her, immediately. He dropped her dress on the floor, and turned her around, unhooking her bra and letting it fall, too.
He laid a trail of kisses down her back before working his way up again, lingering on her neck, sucking so hard she was sure she would bruise, but she didn’t care. Perhaps, if nothing else, she’d have that to remember him by.
Max pulled them back over to the bed and laid her down, kissing her on the lips before pulling back. Stella must’ve made a face because he smiled.
“Just grabbing a condom,” he said.
“Right, duh,” she said, laughing at herself a little. Her sexed teachers would be mortified to know she’d forgotten that key detail in the midst of her horny haze.
Max picked up his pants from the floor and pulled out his wallet. He then proceeded to open every little compartment in it before dropping it back on the floor and reaching for his pants.
“What’s wrong?” Stella asked, but deep down she already knew.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, I swore I had a condom in here,” he said.
Stella sat up, which felt a bit weird because she was completely naked, but having this conversation laid out didn’t seem right either.
“You don’t happen to have one, do you?” he asked her.
“No, sorry.”
In hindsight, Stella knew she should’ve been more prepared. Seriously, did she really think she was going to have sex and didn’t think to bring a condom?
Disappointment started to wash over Stella, but there was a feeling of unsurprise, too. Of course she wasn’t going to have sex tonight. Although she did have oral sex, so technically maybe she did have sex tonight? But she still hadn’t gone all the way, so to speak. Just another baby step in the right direction, she supposed.
“Don’t worry,” Max said. He was now slipping his pants back on and reaching for his suit jacket. “They have to have condoms around here somewhere. I’ll just go grab some.”
“Max, you don’t have to do that,” Stella said, pushing herself up off the bed. “It’s fine.”
“No, really, just give me five minutes.” He ran over to her,kissing her quickly on the lips. “Don’t get dressed. Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
“Max—”
