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But he hadn’t said anything, either. Not for years, and by the time he did, I was already lost. I probably still was, truthfully. I considered pointing it out to him, but I decided not to lest he change his mind. Although I didn’t like sex, I wanted to try it with him at least once.
I wasn’t going to fuck things up again.
Michael scooted forward again, but this time, he kissed me right in the center of my stomach. I wasn’t flat there, had never been. I never minded my curves, even if they weren’t particularly fashionable.
He nipped me, lightly, right where he’d kissed me, and I giggled. It was more ticklish than painful. Michael lifted his head to grin at me, the cute boyish joy back on his handsome features. It was a second in the middle of these moments that was light. I loved it, possibly for the sheer contrast from the building tension. Maybe sex didn’t have to feel so life changing? Maybe even adult time could have space for amusement and fun. Maybe both things were possible at the same time?
His expression tightened, losing some of the lightness. What had he thought or seen that caused the change? “You really are too good for me. You should tell me to get lost,” he said gruffly.
He thought I was too good for him? Was he out of his mind? He shook his head for one second before he took my nipple in his mouth and sucked on it, hard, distracting me from the conversation. With his other hand, he squeezed my other breast. I cried out. Usually I didn’t feel them or have much sensation in my breasts, but my skin seemed to come alive under his touch. As though my whole body knew it needed to be worshiped by Michael Li.
“That feels good.” He grumbled as he lifted his head. “So now I know that my girl likes it when I play with her breasts. Count on me to be on them all the time. You may have to pry me away.”
My breath caught and sped up. I really loved how he was talking to me, so different from the Michael others saw. He was so raw, so real, so adoring. I never wanted it to stop.
I pulled his head down to mine. I needed to kiss him, mouth-to-mouth. I needed it more than air. He complied, giving me what I wanted. Our tongues danced together, tangled as his body came down on mine…but not crushing me. No, instead of pain, he added a delicious weight, pressing into me with heat and desire and…
Worry stole the moment.His arm.“Do you want to roll over and let me be on top? So you don’t hurt yourself?”
“No.” He shook his head with a small groan before he nipped my flesh between his flashing white teeth. “Tonight you won’t like it that way. Tonight, you want me to take care of you. In the future, when you’re more sure of things with me, I would love it if you would ride me until we both come. I promise you, I’m looking forward to that moment, too, baby. Tonight, though, we’ll do it my way. So stop worrying. I won’t let myself get hurt.”
Michael liked to pretend he was superhuman, but I wasn’t the only one who had to let down their walls. We’d get there, I hoped.
He returned his attention to my breasts, and all I could do was breathe while he played with one nipple and sucked on the other. Pressure built inside of me with his every touch, nibble, and tug. I recognized the building tension in my body, and the way the heat began to spiral until it built and ruptured. Despite fearing the orgasm might feel hollow and empty, his assault on my senses didn’t leave a lot of room for fear and doubt. Not when his every touch seemed hyper-targeted to build my desire to a fever pitch.
Finally, a moan slipped from me. I tried to hold it back, and I didn’t even know why until the low, keening noise echoed through the room. It was hard for me to let go of that sound, it made me vulnerable. I pressed my fist against my lips, trying to hold in any other sounds that might try to escape.
“You taste like heaven,” he said to me in a low voice. “Like I knew you would.”
Finally, his kisses began to trail lower, his lips again touching my soft stomach. He looked up at me, his eyes glazed with need. “For years now, I’ve loved your body. I watched the way you moved, Bridget, and I dreamed of being able to touch your sweet curves. You are so much more beautiful than even I imagined you could be.”
I had to say something, even if it was ridiculous. “I’ve only ever been able to make myself come thinking of you. Those are the only times I’ve ever had an orgasm in my life,” I confessed. “Only when I think of you.”
He stopped moving and stared at me with his steady, solemn eyes. “Really?”
“For real.” It might have been a stupid answer. I grimaced, shaking my head seconds after I said the words.Damn, I’m really at peak cringy right now.
His voice sounded so gruff, though, and his eyes weren’t laughing at me. “Once again, you said the best thing to me ever. I’m going to think about that constantly for the rest of my life.”
I swallowed. “Even then, I think there might be something wrong with me. I just ended up feeling hollow afterward.”
“Nothing wrong with you, beautiful. You just wanted the real thing. You’ve got it now.” He went back to kissing me, dragging the drugging kisses all the way down to the entrance of my core. With gentle hands, he spread my legs open, and I tried not to overthink it. My body shook with need and maybe nerves, too. Instead of feeling shame, I accepted my anxiety, though. At least with Michael, the sensation leaned closer to anticipation than fear. Hell, even if I didn’t get off, it already proved the best sex I ever experienced.
My whole body felt awake and alert while my inside throbbed with anticipation. Michael breathed me in before he nuzzled against me, and pleasure arced up my spine. My hips bucked against him before I really thought about it, and I panted out a few breaths in surprise.Wow. My heart beat hard. No one ever kissed me there before, but Michael didn’t rush and seemed to be enjoying his efforts. When my breath sped and my hips bucked rhythmically against him, he growled out, “You’re so wet for me. So ready. And I’m not quite there yet. But soon.”
I swallowed, bowing into the pleasure as I tried to spiral ever higher and higher. “Really?”
“Really.”
I gripped his arm, logic reminding me to tell him. “I’ve got an IUD. I’m clean. I had a physical six months ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since then.”
“I’m also clean. It’s been a long while for me as well. Now that we discussed the technical aspects, so to speak, let’s focus on giving you pleasure. That’s all I want right now, Bridget. I want to hear you come for me.”
I closed my eyes as he licked me right across my pussy. The sound I made wasn’t one I’d ever heard myself make before, an animalistic, primal noise. He didn’t seem to mind, since I opened my lids just in time to see him grind his hips into the bed.Fuck.Another pulse of need throbbed through me, bucking my hips harder against him. He was as turned on as me, and the knowledge made me feel drunk on power. I reached for his cock and took it in my hand, surprised at its soft heat.
He licked my clit then. Once, twice, finding a rhythm until I ground against his tongue. Oh damn. It was close. My eyes closed and I focused inward, but I knew what would come. It wasn’t what I wanted or what I’d dreamed about. “Michael,” I could hardly speak to utter the words. “Inside of me, please. It’s what I’ve craved, needed. Please.”
The man I fantasized about lifted his head to regard me. “If that’s what you want, but rest assured, you will come on my face for me, Bridget. Very soon, if not later tonight.”
