I opened the door further. “Do you want to come in?”
“Oh, no.” She shook her head. “I don’t want to bother you.”
“You could never bother me.”
She took in a shaky breath and walked the last two steps and crossed the porch. As she walked past me inside the house, I noticed that her hair was damp and smelled like strawberries. I knew that was what her shampoo smelled like because I’d accidentally dropped it when I was replacing the showerhead in her bathroom.
An image of her naked body standing under the spray of her shower popped into my head. Water dripping down her breasts, beading at her nipples before dripping to the ground.
I cleared my throat, doing my best to put the image out of my mind as my jeans grew snug. That damn image wasn’t the only thing popping up.
“Um…” Skylar licked her lips and I had to suppress a groan of male appreciation as I watched her tongue slide between the seam of her mouth. “I just wanted to stop by and thank you, again, I don’t even…there’s just no way to tell you how special that was for Luna. And for me. It was… I don’t have the words to tell you what it meant to her. To me.”
“It was my pleasure.”
Her eyes dropped to my lips when I said the word pleasure. Her cheeks flushed and she licked her lips again. It was probably just a nervous tick, but my dick thought otherwise. He was sure that it was her way of saying she wanted him to come out and play.
“Do I have something…?” She lifted her hand to her mouth, thinking she must have something on it and that’s why I was staring at her.
“It hasn’t happened yet.” My response had her brows knitting in confusion.
“What?”
“The immunity. I still want to kiss you.”
She swallowed and dropped her hand from her mouth. “Then you should.”
I took two steps, closing the distance between us. When I lifted my hand to cup her chin her eyes closed, as she said, “I’m not wearing a bra.”
I froze. Well, most of my body did. There was definitely one appendage that was swelling by the second.
Her eyes flew open as she stepped back and lifted her hands. “I didn’t mean that! I was just telling you in case you felt…not that you’d want to feel…I was going to put one on, but then I thought I’d lose my nerve so I didn’t. I just came over. But then I almost left, that’s what I was doing when you opened the door. I thought, who shows up at someone’s house with no bra on? A crazy person. So I was leaving, but then you came out and then you were going to kiss me and I just…I didn’t want you to think that I came over for…I mean, that that’s why I didn’t…I mean I just got out of the shower and…”
I could see her getting more and more flustered and I figured there was only one thing to do. “Show me.”
My request caused her to suck in a sharp breath. Her eyes were locked with mine and I could see indecision swimming in her green gaze. I waited for her to decide what she was going to do. I knew that it was a risk, but I needed to know what she was here for. If it was just a kiss, great. I’d take it. If it was more, then I needed a clear green light from her.
After a few seconds, I sensed her hesitation and had my answer. “I’m sorry I asked you to do that.”
“No.” She shook her head. “I want to. I really want to.”
My cock pressed painfully against my zipper at her admission.
“It’s just…” She looked down at the floor.
“Just what?” I had no idea what was holding her back, but I wanted to do whatever I could to put her mind at ease.
“Well, two things. One, I haven’t been with anyone since before Luna was born.”
I closed my eyes as I inhaled slowly trying to control the arousal raging inside of me. She’d just disclosed two very important details. She saw this night heading toward sex, and she trusted me to be the first man she’d been with since she’d had her daughter.
“Also, I have stretch marks and I still haven’t lost fifteen pounds I put on when I had her.”
When I opened my eyes again, I saw that she was wearing an adorable, nervous smile. “I guess that’s three things.”
Her raw vulnerability acted like kerosene dousing the flames of my desire. I’d never met a woman so open, so real, so raw. It killed me that she would have an ounce of insecurity. My mission was by the time tonight was over that would be gone. I’d show her exactly how sexy she was.
“Is that all?”
Her eyes lifted to the ceiling as if she was considering my question before she lowered her gaze back to mine. “Yep. I think that’s it.”
“Okay.” I walked over to her and her eyes widened as I reached down and picked her up.
Her legs snaked around my waist as her arms wrapped around my neck and she giggled. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to show you just how fucking sexy you are.”
I took the stairs two at a time and shoved my door open with my shoulder. The moonlight was streaming in through the window that was open giving the room just enough light that I’d be able to worship her body, but not enough that she’d be self-conscious.
When I laid her down on the bed her chest was rising and falling beneath her thin cotton T-shirt. I moved above her and when I looked down, I saw that her eyes were wide with anticipation and maybe some nerves. I knew that I’d have to take things slow.
Instead of ripping her clothes off like I wanted to, I lowered my mouth to her neck and brushed a barely-there kiss below her ear. Her arms lifted and her fingers raked through my hair, holding my head in place. I continued pressing my lips to her neck, alternating sucking, licking, and whispering dirty, sweet nothings against her skin.
When her hips began grinding against me, I moved my hand between our bodies and slid my fingers beneath the hem of her shirt. Her skin was silky smooth as I moved my hand slowly up her body as my mouth moved south. I started kissing her collarbone covered by her shirt. Then I went even lower, kissing her cotton covered chest.
My fingers grazed over her rib cage and when they reached her breast, I cupped my hand and covered my mouth over her nipple, sucking it through her shirt. She gasped as her hips bucked against my erection, straining against the denim that was covering it.
Beneath the cotton, I felt her nipple harden as I nipped it between my teeth, then I moved on to give the other nub the same attention. Back and forth I kneaded, suckled, and licked her breasts, showing them each individual attention.
It wasn’t long before she was grabbing at her shirt pulling it up. All signs of insecurity seemed to be gone. I moved so that she could remove it and took the opportunity to pull her sweats down, leaving her in only her panties, which were damp with arousal.
Seeing her lying there, almost nude, she reminded me of a painting of a Greek goddess. She was Venus or Aphrodite. The curve of her hips, the fullness of her breasts, the thickness of her thighs shattered my taking things slow plan.
I moved above her again and cupped both breasts, pressing them together so I could suck both nipples at the same time. She moaned and arched her back. I massaged her mounds as my tongue and teeth teased her pebble-hard tips.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she panted as she grinded harder against my denim-covered shaft, pulsing heavily with need.