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Gasping when he nips my lip, I moan as his tongue slides inside my mouth, tangling with my own. He doesn’t hesitate to press our bodies together intimately. Pushing his hardness into my stomach, a shiver works its way through my whole being, and I shake in his arms.
Des deepens the kiss, and I’m breathless. Panting, wanting more.
“Wow.” I inhale as he pulls back.
“Yeah.” He leans his head forward against mine as we calm our breathing down. “Now imagine what it’ll be like when I have you under me.”
Holy smokes.
I already can.
Ice skating was amazing. It became a game of cat and mouse between us. Desmond chased me around the rink, stealing kisses and sweet touches each time. He thrilled in making me squeal and breaking out in red from embarrassment when his kisses would linger too long for the young audience surrounding us.
We didn’t get to drive around looking at the lights like we’d wanted. A huge snow storm came raging through as we were leaving the ice rink. While slightly disappointed about that, I’m happy to be alone with Des now. Cuddling on his couch watching old Christmas movies and simply enjoying each other.
His fingers keep roaming across my neck and down my arm as the sun slowly sets on the horizon. With each passing minute, I worry about sleeping arrangements. I readily admit, slumbering in his arms has been the highlight of my life. I’m just not sure I’m ready for that next step between us.
I’ve had sex before; I’m no shrinking violet. But it’s always been with someone I’ve known for a while. I never just dove right into it. I require a deep emotional connection.
The hours pass, we eat dinner, watch more movies, and when midnight rings in, I feel myself being pulled into sleep. When Desmond moves to stand, I startle and nearly fall off the couch. “I got you.” And he does indeed. Picking me up, Des walks to his bedroom, and my body noticeably freezes.
“Just sleep, North.” He assures with a kiss on my neck.
I love the feel of his lips on my skin. Anywhere I can get him, I’ll take it.
“It’s not that I don’t want to.”
“I know.” And he sounds like he does.
Sleep claims me quickly as Des holds me through the night, and I suddenly wish for clarification about my feelings for him and his for me.
I wish I knew more…
Desmond
Spending the day with North, having her at my side as my woman, made the waiting worth it. She may not be comfortable with being intimate now, but when she is, that’s when I’ll know she loves me, and that is more precious than anything else.
North thinks I kept playing with her at the rink, chasing her around to steal light kisses. I wasn’t playing. I saw the looks she kept getting from some of the guys there, even the ones with their own girls. I needed to stamp my claim on North. She is mine, and people needed to see it.
She has a carefree spirit that surrounds her. It’s addicting as hell, and I knew that if I saw it, others would as well. Watching her smile, hearing her laugh, was just icing on the cake.
When we got home and she cuddled into me like we’d done it a million times, I knew I wasn’t alone in my feelings. I couldn’t get enough of touching her, feeling her soft flesh against my own. Like an addict, I want so much more.
Good things come to those who wait.
The mantra I’ve been repeating in my head for hours now as she once again pushes her ass back into my hard dick while she sleeps. Her light moans haven’t been helping either. Checking the clock, I see it’s after five a.m. and decide I need to get up and do something with this hard-on before it gets me into trouble with North.
“Don’t leave,” she moans as I pull away.
Kissing her forehead lightly, I say, “Just going to shower.” She rolls back over.
Not turning any lights on, I head to said shower and set the spray. Stepping into the cascade of warmth, I close my eyes and grab the body wash. Soaping my hands, I run them along my body, slowing down when I reach the ache between my thighs. Gripping the swollen member, I stroke lightly, squeezing with each pass.
My head falls back as a familiar pleasure envelops me. One I wish I could share with the woman in my room. Strong, steady strokes evoke pictures of North in here with me, watching, waiting for each drop of pre-cum as it drips through the small hole and leaks onto my hand.
A cool breeze hits my back, followed by warm hands, and a small bite on my shoulder blade. Turning into the arms of the woman I’d been fantasizing about, I watch with passion as she wraps her own hand around my dick. With the same grip I once held, she strokes me to a too quick release and sighs into my chest as her arms envelop me.
“North?” I question once I’ve got my bearings again.
