“Please what?” he asked. His voice was sex and desire.
“Touch me.” I reached out and took his hands in mine, bringing them down and placing them on my waist.
“But then I would have to stop looking at you,” he said. His voice was laced with the kind of awe and admiration that a woman can only ever dream of hearing.
His obvious desire for me filled me with a kind of confidence that I had never known before, so I took a few steps backward, until he could see all of me. Head to toe. I’d never done anything quite like this before. But I was going to do it now.For him.Because he was looking at me likethat, making me feel like the sexiest woman that had ever existed.
I placed my hands on my stomach and then slowly dragged them down until my fingers slipped into the top of my panties. Alex’s eyes widened as he stared at my hands with such concentration. Slowly, teasingly, I pulled just the one side down over my hip. Alex let out a long breath, I could see how turned on he was. How he was hanging on my every move. But what I didn’t realize was how turned on I would be showing myself to him. Fireworks were going off inside me, shocking back to life parts of me that had been dead for so long.
I started to pull the other side down and I didn’t stop this time. I let my panties fall, pool around my feet, and I stood there in front of him totally naked. His eyes moved over me in slow circles. Looking at every single inch of me. My body was now throbbing for him. My chest was rising and falling as my breath came out in short, sharp bursts as if I was panting. He wasn’t even touching me yet.
“Please,” I begged again.
Alex walked up to me slowly. His shirt was off, but he was still wearing his bathing trunks. I wanted them off. He stood in front again and just as I was about to reach out and pull those pants off him, he dropped to his knees in front of me.
“Oh my God,” I gasped, shuddered, and my whole body shook as he placed a kiss on my inner thigh. The kisses moved higher and I reached down and gripped the top of his head as it nuzzled between my legs, pushing them open a little more.
“Since you went to so much effort . . .” he whispered against my inner thigh. I started giggling but stopped the second his mouth came down on me. His lips and tongue came into contact with that place that made me cry out immediately. I looked down at him, worshiping at my altar. I gripped his head tighter, holding it in place as he worked some kind of magic that made me feel like gravity no longer existed. I was floating and then I was clenching every muscle in my body and panting until I finally moaned. Loud, long guttural. Coming from a primitive place inside me that I wasn’t able to hold back.
He slid back up me, dragging his fingertips over my body as he went. But as soon as he was there, I dropped down to my knees. Before I’d even touched him, he let out a breathy moan. I tugged at his pants, pulling them off and immediately, without any hesitation, I drew him into my mouth. His entire body shuddered and the more I did it, the more he seemed to shake and tremble, until he stopped me and pushed my head away.
“Stop,” he said breathlessly. And I loved it. I loved knowing that I had almost taken him there just with my mouth. He pulled me to my feet and walked me backwards until I reached the bed. Then he pushed me forcefully and I fell back onto it with a bounce. He quickly climbed on top of me, pressing his body into mine. The weight of him crushed me into the bed. I felt so overpowered now, in the best way possible.
He brought his mouth down and kissed me slowly and gently once more. His mouth left mine and he trailed small kisses over my chin and onto my neck. The kisses moved down to my collarbones and then lower, until he reached my breasts. I arched my back, making it quite clear what I wanted. That I wanted his mouth on them, his tongue circling and his teeth nipping. And he gave that to me. And more. It all felt so delicious and I was almost delirious from all the pleasure crashing through me. A ball of frenzied energy was starting to build deep inside me now. It set my insides on fire and made me writhe and thrash and it made me want more . . . I only wanted one thing now, though. I needed him inside me, touching that energy inside.
“Please,” I was begging again. I pulled his head back up to my mouth and opened my legs for him to slip between. I reached behind me and grabbed at my bag, it was on the bedside table. I scrabbled frantically for the condom that I’d found in the club bathroom. “Please,” I begged again and almost threw it at him.
I closed my eyes. I heard the wrapper being ripped open. I heard the snap of the latex and I braced myself.Anticipation. Want. Need.I felt like I was going to explode if I didn’t have him. Now.
And then in one movement that caused me to cry out, he drove inside me. I threw my head back as he moved in and out of me with a hard, fast, deliberate rhythm. I heard myself saying his name over and over again in a whimper as he pushed my knees up against my chest as that ball of energy inside me ignited and exploded.
And then he stopped moving. “Look at me. Open your eyes,” I heard Alex say when my head stopped spinning and I stopped seeing stars behind my eyelids. I obeyed him. He was so close to me now. His nose touching mine. His eyes boring into me. And then, slowly, so slowly, he started moving inside me again. Oh God, was this reallyjustsex?
I grabbed the sides of his face and held him in place, looking into his eyes. His pupils were big and dilated and his eyes dark and stormy. Our hearts started beating together as one, beating against our chests as we rocked back and forth in a motion so slow, small and subtle.
“Val,” he whispered, not breaking eye contact.
“Yes?” I whispered back.
He shook his head slightly. “I don’t know,” he said, a tiny moan escaping his lips.
“What?” I asked, raising my hips up and grinding them against him slowly.
“I don’t know if I can put it into words,” he said. His voice coming out in jagged little bursts.
“Then don’t use words,” I said breathily.
At that, everything stopped. He stopped moving and everything went very still. As if the world suddenly froze. The bed melted away, the chairs and the tables, all disappeared. Once more, it was only the two of us. He held my gaze intensely and I wondered what was coming next. The mood between us had suddenly changed. Like a switch that had been flicked on, or off. Alex looked different. He smelt different. His body felt different. I felt different and everything suddenly felt so unfamiliar yet . . .right. I felt myself stepping over some kind of boundary and entering uncharted territory where nothing was the same as before.
This was really starting to feel not likejustsex.
He started moving again and I moaned, caught off guard by the sudden motion. His movements grew faster and faster again and I joined in, lifting my hips up and down to meet his thrusts. We moved as one and it felt like we were seeping into each other’s pores, becoming a part of each other as we stared deeply into each other’s eyes.
And suddenly we were rising up together. Up, up, up, up like a rollercoaster climbing to the top. We teetered at the top for a while, holding our breaths and waiting for the inevitable fall . . .
And then we fell. Plummeted. Raced down together screaming as our stomachs dropped and we struggled to catch our breath.
Thatdefinitelywasn’tjustsex. And every single part of me knew it.
