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April smiled up at me, and leaned into my chest. “It was. I want to be with you. All of you, not just your body. Your veryexcellentbody.”
She ran her hand across my abs, and I felt her start to drift downward. It was an unbelievable turn-on to know that she was just as affected as I was. I’d barely been keeping it together all night after seeing her. But we needed to be on the same page first, so I reluctantly grabbed her wrist and raised my eyebrows.
She shook her head. “Right, sorry. We’ll probably have to talk later about the logistics. I’m not sure you actually know how a monogamous relationship works, but fortunately, I’m a good teacher.”
I rolled my eyes at her. “Just because I haven’t had one doesn’t mean that I don’t understand them, thank you very much. I’ve been watching your brother at it for years.” Inwardly, I was secretly glad that she was willing to work with me. I was way out of my depth with her, and I knew it, but I was ready and willing to do everything in my power to make her happy.
“Uh huh,” she retorted, but didn’t push it. Like she said, there was plenty of time for that.
Our car showed up a second later, and we slid in, sitting far closer than necessary. The ride to my place was way too long, but it did help sober us both up. Which was good because I wanted April fully with me tonight. I wasn’t risking another misunderstanding in the morning.
Without any further ado, I let us into my apartment, pointing out the very obvious rooms. April nodded along, but didn’t say anything. Again, her silence was nerve wracking. I’d never had a problem getting things started with a woman, but I was lost. It was a good thing April had pounced up at the cabin, or this never would have happened between us.
“So,” I said, facing her.
I leaned against the doorjamb between the living room and dining room, trying and failing to behave normally. She was perched on the arm of my leather chair, checking everything out. Her legs were crossed, causing the dress to ride up even more if possible, and I could see almost all the way up.
Just like that I was hard again.
I wanted to toss her over my shoulder and take her into my bedroom right away, but despite what she had said, I wasn’t sure if we should talk first. I definitely didn’t want to, but I would follow her lead. This had been so much easier up at the cabin when we weren’t worried about anything other than our mutual pleasure.
April looked back my way, and gave me a long, heated look. Head to toe. I was breathing hard and throbbing just from her perusal. I’d never felt so much like a piece of meat, and I absolutely loved it. If she decided that she did want to talk, or go slow, I’d need a cold shower first. And for her to put on a full-bodied Snuggie or something.
“So, do you need a hideous plaid couch to get you going, or what?” she asked, smirking. “Or was it the dust and mold that turned you on up there at the cabin? Maybe the smell of propane and wood?”
And that was the moment I knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I loved this girl. The last vestiges of doubt were gone. The little voices that whispered that things would be different once we were in the real world. And the decade old voices that shouted that if I let her in, I’d lose her someday. This was my April, every incarnation of her, and no matter what happened, I needed her in my life.
The relief was instantaneous, and sweet. Back on even footing, I now knew exactly how to handle this saucy creature.
“Sadly, no. That would be easier. Instead, it was a very persistent and mouthy brunette with the best tits in the state. Know where I can find one?” I answered, pushing off the wall and stalking towards her, eying the low cut of her dress with what I was sure was undisguised lust. I unbuttoned my vest as I approached her, and she watched every movement with wide eyes.
“Oh, I’ll show you mouthy,” she purred, standing surprisingly gracefully to meet me.
I swooped down and picked her up easily, my hands latching onto her mostly bare ass. That answered one question.
We met in a clash of lips, teeth, and tongues. A week had been way too long for both of us, it seemed. I could have taken her right where I stood, but I needed space for what I had planned. I expertly navigated us back into my room, dropping onto the bed with April still clinging to my front.
“I’ve thought about you in this bed all week,” I told her, in between nipping at her ear, and kissing her throat. I tried sliding the straps of her dress down, but the thing had to have been painted on it was so tight.
Just as frustrated, April stood and started working the dress off. It wasn’t an easy process for her, but I stared, rapt, as inch by inch, she exposed her delectable body to me. Finally, she pulled it over her head and tossed it, leaving her standing in front of me in only a tiny lace thong and five-inch heels, breathing hard. There were a few pieces of confetti clinging to her skin where they must have fallen down the front of her dress back in the bar.
"Holy shit. You look. . .You’re keeping the heels on,” I warned her.
I had a moment to wonder if asking to take a picture of her like that would be too soon, but then she crawled back onto me, easily straddling my hips now that her dress was gone, and I lost all ability to think.
In record time I stripped my own dress shirt off, and pulled her down onto the mattress with me. Together we eventually removed my pants, as well as her scrap of fabric, but as promised, she left her shoes on.
I’d never wanted someone so badly in my life. Even knowing that this was the first of many, many, such occasions didn’t stem my desire for her. Luckily, she met me with just as much enthusiasm. As much as the night she seduced me at the cabin, if not more.
We tangled together, hands and tongues everywhere, wanting to consume each other, wanting to memorize every inch. Wanting to learn ever single button to push. There was so much to look forward to that I had to restrain myself and save something for later.
After I brought April to orgasm twice with my mouth and couldn’t wait any longer, I kissed her hard and drove into her. It was so good I almost lost it right then and there. I’d never believed the bullshit line that it was any different when you cared about each other. Sex was sex, and always great. Or so I had thought. But somehow, knowing that she was really mine did make it so much more intense. Overwhelming even. She looked fucking gorgeous below me. Her heels dug into my ass, and her nails were going to paint new scratches down my arms, and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
When I felt that familiar feeling building along my spine, I slowed for a beat.
“What’s wrong. Why are you stopping?” she rasped, her eyes glazed and unfocused.
Certain that I looked the same, I did my best to concentrate, and slid my hand along her cheek, wanting her to look at me clearly too.
