“Abby, talk to me,” Shaun pleads.
His hands hold my shoulders while mine rest on his hips. I dip my head, embarrassed to look at him, knowing I am blushing. He puts his hand under my chin, raising my head, giving me no choice. His eyes question, but he doesn’t say a thing, allowing me time to answer.
I slowly close my eyes and whisper, “I’m a virgin.” I keep my eyes closed and listen. I hear no gasp, no swearing. I don’t feel him pull away. He moves his hands into my hair, cups my head, and I feel his lips on my forehead.
“Oh, Abby, you sweet, sweet thing.” He pulls back, keeping his hands in place. “Open your eyes.”
Reluctantly, I do. The softness I see in his eyes has my own watering, threatening to spill over. “You can tell me if you don’t want me,” I say.
“How could I not want you?”
“Because I’m inexperienced. I don’t…”
“Do you think I’d rather youhadslept with other guys? Which wouldn’t bother me either, unless you told me it was dozens or more.”
I scoff. “As if.”
“Knowing I would be your first, that’s humbling. And exciting.”
“Really?” Is this guy too good to be true?
“There are some of us out there who have emotions, who aren’t just looking for a good lay.”
My face becomes heated and I feel my entire body flush.
“You know, lady, you’re putting a lot of pressure on me.”
“You?”
He smiles. “Well, what if I don’t perform to your satisfaction?”
“I don’t have any comparison, so what you’ve been doing so far has been great.”
“Abby, I want you to be sure this is what you want.”
“I want this, Shaun. I want you.”
He leans in, never closing his eyes, never taking them off mine as he softly speaks. “I’ll show you how good this will be.” His lips touch mine in the softest of ways, over and over again until the pressure increases and our tongues tangle with one another again. My hands seek out his chest, finally able to feel his warm flesh. His muscles flex with his movements, and it’s exhilarating, knowing that there’s strength and gentleness wrapped in this impressive body.
Shaun removes my shirt, letting it fall to the floor. He carefully guides me back to the bed, sitting me down on the edge. I watch him as he toes off his shoes and removes his socks.He then bends down on one knee to do the same for me. His eyes never leave mine as he returns to stand in front of me, his waist at eye level. I can’t help but look, and it’s pretty clear he does indeed want me due to the bulge in his shorts. I want to reach out and explore, feel his need in my hands, but he has other plans.
His hands find the hem of my tank, slipping it off of me, giving him ample view of my hot pink push-up bra. My urge is to cover myself, having never been this exposed to a man before. Shaun’s eyes fill with heat, with need. My own probably reflects desire mixed with fear, because that’s exactly what I’m feeling.
And just maybe, a bit of daring as well… I reach out my hands to undo the button and zipper on his shorts. Shaun gives a bit of help, and they fall at his feet. But that’s all I get to do as he steps out of them and moves forward to gently push me onto the bed. My legs are dangling off, my rear just at the edge. Shaun lies down by my side, his hand gliding across my belly, making its way toward my bra. I feel his erection straining against the material of his boxer briefs, pressing against my thigh. Tiny sparks go off inside me as he grazes his fingers across the tops of my breasts that are practically spilling out now.
He kisses my shoulder as his right hand continues its journey. My right arm is trapped between us, so I lift my left to run my hand into his hair, down his neck to his shoulder. I want to feel so much of him. I bring my hand down his ribs, to his hips, feeling his pelvic bone and the indentation that leads to his groin. I’m hesitant, and he must sense it.
“You can touch me,” he says. “We can take this as slow as you want.”
I can’t find any words to respond, so I let my hands do the talking as I skim the back of my fingers across his erection. I watch as his eyes cloud and become almost dreamy, lids half closing.
So, I’m not the only one. I can affect him just as much as he does me.
My hand slips into the waistband and I give it a gentle tug downward. I know I’m not going to get them off of him like this, but it’s a start.
No sooner do I think that, when Shaun reaches down to pull them all the way off himself, leaving him completely naked.
Yes, my eyes widen again. How could they not? I’m looking at a fully naked, gorgeous man who wants to do, what I hope will be, delicious things to me. I just hope I can return it as good as I get.
