Her face was tipped toward the ceiling, hiding her expression from me as a flush spread over the tops of her breasts. The sweet, long column of her throat was exposed to me. Her pulse fluttered there, gentle compared to my own thrumming heart. Her chest heaved up and down.
She felt it. That shift when we went from talking toother. The other was the thing between us that had the most power. It always had.
“Kim,” I said.
It was all that I could manage. I was going to cross a line that we would never come back from and I couldn’t form any other sound beside her name.
She was beautiful. She was more than that. She was everything. I couldn’t wait a moment more.
I stepped closer, moving with slow decisiveness. If this wasn’t what she wanted, there would be plenty of time to stop me. I leaned forward until every part of her was pressed against me. Every bit of me, against her. Let her feel my want for her.
She gasped so lightly I wouldn’t have heard it if not for her mouth being just below my ear.
Her neck called out to me. I bent and inhaled deeply there, tracing the flushed skin. So soft. The tip of my nose tracked up her neck as I moved up to take in her sweet essence. She smelled so damn good. Like woman and desire. My mouth watered to taste her.
Her body shuddered as I moved, perfectly responsive in every way, in learning and listening, and talking, and I knew this, what we were about to do, would be no different. My left arm had her pulled close, my right arm began to dance up the skin. Slowly, delicately, like she was a new piece of music for studying.
My lips lingered just under her ear where the small soft hairs grew in under the dark length. I brushed the long strands behind her shoulder, and she tilted her head, opening to me, gifting me with room to explore.
I sucked gently at that delicate transition.
Another soft gasp escaped her. Both our bodies thrummed to the same fast melody. She drove me to movement. I moved to kiss her jaw where it met her neck. I moved to her cheek and kissed it softly too. I kissed her closed eyes. I gently tilted her head and showed similar attention to the other side of her neck and shoulder. All the while, my left hand moved from her lower back to caress and squeeze her full ass. I cupped it and pulled it harder to me.
She melted into me. My right hand continued to trace up and down her arm until I made a choice.
I leaned back to put distance between us.
“No,” she gasped out, her eyes shot open.
“I just need … I need more.” I pulled my shirt off over my head. I wasn’t thinking clearly but I needed to feel her cool skin against my burning body.
“Oh,” she said. “Good idea.” Without another second passing, her own shirt was off and tossed aside. She pulled off a lace bra and threw it down as well. Not a moment’s hesitation. An unexpected bonus that spoke of trust and desire.
We stood naked from the waist up. I tried to memorize the shape of her. Her breasts were…perfect. My mouth watered for them. I needed hours to study them.
She threw her arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her. I felt bulky against her lithe frame. Her skin was soft, but not cool as I’d expected. It blazed as hot as mine. She was so soft. She tasted so good. I knew it would be like this. I knew she would feel this good to me.
We held each other, in awe of how amazing it was to have our skin bare and blazing like this. She loosened her tight hold and I used the opportunity to slide my hand up between our bodies and around her neck. My thumb pushed up her chin. Her eyes were closed again, like she was too afraid to watch.
“Kim,” I whispered.
“Hmm?”
“Open your eyes.”
She needed to watch this. She needed to know it was me when I brought her pleasure. She needed to associate this person with happiness for once. Nobody else.
She blinked her eyes softly open. “Hi,” she said.
“Hi.”
My thumb grazed over her lips as we stood staring into each other’s eyes.
“What is even happening?” she asked with a dazed smile.
“I have no idea.”
“Should we stop?”
