“This is pretty.” I caress her over the fabric, and she leans in, arching her back with a soft exhale, her eyes fluttering closed.
“It’s been…” She exhales again as I stroke her hardening nipples. “A long time since anyone’s touched me.”
Even though I got the sense her marriage was strained for an extended period of time, this still surprises me. And heightens my desire at the same time. “Because you’ve been too busy making sure everyone else is taken care of?” I pluck both nipples.
“It’s what I do,” she breathes.
“Then let me take care of you.” I pop the button on her jeans.
“You have no idea how good that sounds.”
I slide her jeans past her hips, my palms brushing the sides of her smooth satin panties. I’m dying to show my full appreciation of them, but force myself to wait.
“But I…” She reaches for my belt. “I get to play too.”
“I like that plan.” I kiss past her collarbone while sliding her jeans lower. “Anything else you need me to know?”
“Like my safe word?” she asks with a giggle.
I laugh before grazing her nipple with my teeth, relishing her sharp inhale of pleasure. “You think I’m going to bring out the whips and chains our first time?” I tease while she weaves her fingers through my hair. “Give me some credit.”
“You have chains?”
“No, but I could get some.”
She folds over me, laughing, and I use her momentum to lift her by her waist and toss her gently to the middle of the bed. Her eyes widen in surprise, but I tug her jeans off her socked feet and drop them to the floor.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous. The lacy bra matches the white satin panties with a lacy hem. I memorize the flush working up her neck and the way she licks her lips as I finish with my belt and slide off my pants.
“I’m glad it’s not dark,” she says as I climb onto the bed. “Watching you do that was sexy as hell.”
She thinks I’m sexy? “Wait until I peel off my socks.” I climb between her knees and stroke up both of her thighs, over the lacy satin, then bend to kiss her navel, savoring the heady scent of her arousal. “You won’t be able to stand it.”
She laughs, her pale brown eyes so pretty, so vibrant. “Such a tease.”
I glide my thumb down and stroke her over the satin. She sucks in a breath, flexing her thighs together as desire plays across her face. I want to touch her and taste her and take my time, but the playful energy zipping between us is quickly turning into something urgent.
I kiss up her body, savoring the softness of her skin and the way she’s arching to me. She combs through my hair, her nails on my scalp sending a sensual rush of pleasure down my spine.
I settle next to her on my side, our bodies close, and capture her mouth again while caressing up her back to the clasp of her bra. “Okay if this comes off?” She did say she wants us both naked, right? I didn’t dream that part?
She hums against my lips, her little tongue flicking against mine.
I flip the clasp open, then tug the straps down.
Our kisses turn heated as I stroke and caress both of her breasts. Touching her and making her feel good is a reward all its own. I’m torn between wanting to make it last, and the urgency to satisfy the ache exploding inside me.
I know there are more things I should ask her. More pieces of ourselves we should share. But I’ve wanted to kiss her since that night we met, and getting to know her these past few weeks has only amplified my desire.
“It’s been a long time for me too,” I say in a rush.
Kindness warms her eyes as she smiles up at me. “Should we slow down?”
I nip at her earlobe. “Did that come off like a deterrent? Letme try again. I really, really want to make you come. Preferably on my cock but I’ll defer to whatever means are necessary.”
She releases a groan. “Lucky me.”
I kiss along her jawline to the delicate slope of skin behind her ear. “I won’t need luck.”