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Her hands explore my chest. With my jacket still in place, she slips her hands beneath it and begins to slowly unfasten each button of my dress shirt. Pleased with my decision to skip the tie tonight. Her lips move agonizingly slow in a downward movement toward the opening she has created above my chest. “Lucy…” My arms continue to caress every inch of her body within their reach. Her tongue slips past her lips and draws a slow line back up my neck until she meets just under my ear. Moving upward, her breath on my ear. “Yes, Henry?” she whispers.
Exhaling the breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding, I take a step back. I need to regain my senses and be alert enough to assist her up the stairs. My hands are on my hips as I shake my head, I look up at the mischievous smile on her face.
“Upstairs.” This is the only directive I give before taking us hand-in-hand to the staircase.
“We are taking these slow. No need to rush and break an ankle,” I say to her with a smile. I could whisk her into my arms and run up the stairs, but this somewhat awkward moment may be the perfect time for another awkward conversation. “When we reach the top of the stairs, I’m not going to want to stop and talk. I plan to worship every inch of your body without any interruption. I’ve acquired protection, so that’s taken care of.”
She smiles beside me with one hand on the banister and the other holding mine. “I almost forgot about that. I honestly haven’t been…active…in quite some time.”
“Well, prepare for that to change.” I wink at her and she laughs.
“I am still on the pill, though. I didn’t want to give up the other perks of it,” she says with a shrug as we reach the top step.
“I’m also all clear...since my last…interaction.” Lucy drops her gaze at my statement. I hate how this is upsetting her. Could she be wondering how long it’s been for me? I need to put her mind at ease. “In fact, that was the same interaction that you caught me walking home from.”
“Let’s not talk about that morning, I don’t really want to think about that right now.” Her voice is pleading, I understand why, but I continue the discussion.
“I don’t necessarily want to either, but I think you need to know something about that morning and the evening prior.”
I continue as I stalk toward her. “I was falling for you even then. Like a child refusing to acknowledge my emotions, my feelings were hurt when you left that night. I only went home with her because you pointed them out earlier.”
I keep moving, forcing her back until her shoulders touch the wall behind her. “When I saw you that morning, my regret consumed me in such a way I never felt before. Since that moment, I haven’t cared to look at anyone but you.”
I feel her body rise and fall as she breathes again my chest. Placing my hands on the wall around her, I bring my face as close to her as possible without letting our lips touch. “Lose the dress.”
“Here?” she asks and looks around like she will find people standing in the hallway.
“I plan to have you in every room of this house, and since it’s just us tonight, there’s no harm in starting here.”
Lucy regains her footing and stands with a straight posture. She tucks her hands under her right arm and pulls aside a strip of fabric that is covering a small black zipper.
She tortures me by pulling the zipper down in a slow-moving motion, staring directly into my eyes, but I break the connection to watch the trajectory of the zipper. It ends where the slit at her hip begins. She lets it go and the dress falls to the floor around her.
I freeze in place as I take in the sight of Lucy standing in front of me. All that remains of her attire is a black lace panty that hangs around her hips and dips down to disappear between her legs. She doesn’t move to cover herself under my stare but proudly stands in those black heels. She is perfection.
Shaking my head, I pull myself out of the trance and offer her my hand to assist her while she steps out from the dress that has pooled at her feet. I walk her into my bedroom. No need to close the door tonight—her screams will echo through the entire house.
As soon as we come to a stop, she removes my jacket and makes quick work of the remaining buttons of my shirt. I’ll allow her to continue removing my clothes, but after that, I’ll be taking my time with her. Anxious for my turn to come, I remove my belt and throw it to the floor. She finishes with my shirt and begins to pull it from the waist of my pants as I push them to the floor. Lucy stands back to admire my naked body. As her eyes fill with desire, I commit this image to memory.
I move past her to the bed. “I’d like to revisit the other night when you were in my lap. I think we are better dressed for the occasion now.”
She exaggerates her movements as she places a leg on either side of me before she seats herself in my lap. With one final look into each other’s eyes, it’s as if a starting pistol fires in the background, and then the race is on.
My hand tangles it in her soft locks as I claim her lips with the hope that this is the only mouth I will kiss for the rest of my days. Our passion continues to build as her fingers cup around my neck and her pointer fingers graze over the scruff of my beard. The simple movements across my face are grounding in this moment of chaos.
Endless emotions flowing through my mind begin to settle at her gentle touch, evidence of one simple truth. I am hers.
I could kiss this woman for the rest of my life, but I want more.
I slowly lay my back on the bed taking her with me. She takes the lead as she rocks her hips against mine, with only the delicate lace between us. Her focus switches between my mouth and my neck, and I can’t help but submit to this moment of bliss.
Frustrated at the lacy barrier between us, she lifts her hips, and I let out a sigh at the loss of contact. Her hands move to remove the item, but I pull them back to me. “That’s my job,” I scold her and use my strength to flip us over, with Lucy’s back to the mattress and it allows me to hover over her.
I crash my lips into hers, as a lustful need engulfs my entire body. Possessively, I claim her mouth with my tongue, so sweet and addicting.
Kissing down her body, I linger at the spots that elicit a sweet moan from those beautiful lips.
Sure, that dress accentuated her cleavage, but I far prefer the view and access I have without it. My hands cup her as I move between them, licking and sucking until she is writhing beneath my touch.
