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“Talk to me,” he says, still not moving. His posture looks relaxed, but I can tell by his tone and the way his breaths are measured that he’s anything but.
After wetting my lips, I speak. “I’m not ready for sex. I don’t think we’re there yet.”
He lets out a breath. “I agree” is all he replies.
On a whisper, I add, “But I want you. So, so much.”
He moves toward me and cups my cheeks between his hands. “I want you so fucking much it hurts.” Then he kisses me. His kiss isn’t sweet—no, it’s punishing, hurried, as if he couldn’t wait a heartbeat more.
I fist his shirt as he swallows my moan. I don’t know how long we stand there, kissing as if it’s the most important kiss of our lives. We both gulp for air.
“We won’t go all the way until you’re ready, but I want you naked. I want to explore. I want your orgasm, Bernadette.”
I nod, too overwhelmed to use my voice, as I lean in and kiss him. Our mouths fuse together again, and I feel his hands slide up my back, finding my zipper. With more control than you’d expect, he slowly lowers it as cool air swirls against my skin. When I feel his fingertips brush the small of my back, a delicious chill causes me to arch my chest into him. He groans as his hand sweeps up my back and pushes the small capped sleeves off my shoulders.
The sleeves slip down my arms, and he pulls away to place tiny kisses on my neck, creating a path to my shoulder. As he kisses, he pushes my dress down further and further, until it quietly drops in a pool at my feet, leaving me standing there in a pair of Converse heels, black lacy boy shorts, and a matching bra. I don’t normally match, and I don’t normally do lace, but I knew tonight would be important, so I splurged.
He gently runs his nose up my jaw, leaving my skin to pebble in goose bumps as he takes me in.
“Fuck, Bernadette, you’re stunning.” His guttural tone kicks me into action. My confident fingers start to undo the buttons on his shirt. He leans back in, stealing more kisses, and I fumble only a bit after being distracted. His shirt hangs open, but I lack the finesse he had moments ago and hastily push and then pull it off him. He lets out a deep laugh at my attempt to rid him of his clothes. He shakes his arms to the side, and one of his shirt sleeves gets caught on his watch, so I move on with my quest, unbuckling his belt, then popping the button on his slacks.
I don’t get very far before his hands cover mine as I unzip him.
“Slow down. We have all night.” He chuckles as he nips at my ear.
“You started it. You got me all worked up.” I pant as Wade steps back. He takes one long, sexy-as-hell look at me, starting at my face and moving all the way down to my feet.
Then he pushes me gently until the back of my knees hit the bed. With another soft push, I’m sitting on the edge. He kneels down in front of me, his finger lightly dragging down my legs. He picks up my foot, works the shoe off, and sets it a side. He repeats with the other foot, effectively slowing down the rate in which I was attacking him.
I’m shoeless, yet he still kneels. He touches my feet and legs everywhere. His fingers draw circles behind my bent knees, and then he skims his fingers back down my calves.
I watch him with rapt attention, unable to figure out his next move. His eyes are focused on every place he touches. Slowly, ever so slowly, he inches higher and higher up my legs, and my skin tingles.
As if they have a mind of their own, my legs part slightly. He looks up at me, smirk still in place as he grabs ahold of my knees.
“Ah, ah. We’re going slow.” he says, then leans in and places a kiss just inside my knee.
I groan and then pout. I’m not embarrassed to admit it, either. “You got me all worked up. You can’t just slow things down on me.”
He chuckles low and sexy. “I can and I will.”
He goes back to kissing and adds nips and licks, and oh my freaking gosh, I didn’t know I could be so turned on with just sweet and sexy touches to my legs.
I growl before flinging myself back on the bed. Wade just laughs.
I cover my face with my arm, beyond frustrated. It’s better this way. I don’t want to watch him tease me. Feeling it is enough. Before long, though, he parts my legs, and I feel his warm breath on my inner thighs.
I start aching, deep in my core. The anticipation of where his kisses are heading is building within me, and I whimper when he places a closed-mouth kiss over my undies, right where I want him.
“Have you ever been kissed here?” he asks.
I nod my head before realizing he probably can’t see me. “Yes, but only once. I found it lacking.” I moan as he kisses me again, his fingers moving up to the top of my undies and slowly pulling them down.
Immediately, I hiss at the cool air. I know I’m so freaking wet down there. I’m sure I’ll take a moment later, when my head is on straight, and think about how no man has ever made me this crazy with want.
“Well, let’s shake things up, then. Because you’ll want more. I promise you that, Bernadette.”
He grips my waist and yanks my body closer, right up to the edge of the bed, and drapes one of my legs over his shoulder. Much like how he kissed me earlier, his resolve to take our time has shattered, and his mouth connects with my center.
