She released the sheets from her death grip and slowly brought her hands up to his forearms. The dark was kindness itself, giving her courage she couldn’t find in the light. Tentatively, she curled her fingers around the hard flesh. He was so very different from her. The hairs on his arm were more prominent than hers, denser. They tickled her skin. Experimentally, she slid her palms up and down, playing with the sensation.
Asa moaned. “That’s right, darlin’. Hold on.”
She didn’t see where she had much choice. Especially when he brought his mouth to the side of her neck. His lips were soft where she’d expected them to be firm. As she contemplated the newness, they found a spot beneath her ear that sent goose bumps spreading out from her neck, over her torso and amazingly, shockingly, concentrating in her breasts. The longer he nibbled at her neck, the more intense the feeling became until her breasts felt swollen and her nipples actually ached. Instinctively her torso arched up, pressing those sensitive points into the solid wall of his chest. The relief was exquisite. Asa’s chuckle vibrated against her ear. New shock waves shivered down her spine. The heat seemed to transfer from his body to hers, pooling between her legs. When his tongue trailed from her neck up to her ear, swirling around the edges, she gasped out loud.
She held her breath until he did it again. And again. Her hands slid higher, her fingers skimming his flesh, following the muscled grooves in his upper arms until they naturally embraced the solid bulk of his shoulders. Muscles she didn’t know she had clenched between her legs, and her insides wept with a hungry longing that demanded relief.
It came in a manner she wasn’t expecting. Something broad and large wedged against her intimate flesh. Asa soothed her initial start with a soft murmur. His left shoulder slid out of her grasp as he leaned away. His teeth nipped her earlobe. The pain was sharp and swift, and unbearably pleasurable. The ache between her thighs blossomed into full-fledged need. He reached between their bodies and began rubbing his penis up and down the wet folds of her woman’s flesh. She tried to hold still, but it was impossible. With each glide of that large head across her flesh, the sharp bite of need was soothed and nudged higher. On the next pass, he did something way up that drove a spike of ecstasy through her body. Her moan was uncontrollable. His response was immediate.
“Let’s try that again.”
With slow deliberation, he pushed his manhood against that special spot. The breath she’d been holding whooshed out. He held himself there, just massaging that special spot until she thought she’d go mad if he continued. Suddenly he stopped, and she knew she’d go mad from that alone. She strained upwards with her hips, seeking the connection she needed, but she struck only air. Following the demands of her body, she wrapped her legs around his thighs, using all her strength, she pulled, wanting him back. Needing him now.
“Easy, darlin’,” he whispered against her ear. “I’ll give you what you want.”
His manhood probed between her thighs. Not where she wanted it, but lower. He slid easily through the wetness there, seeking, searching, until he nestled into a soft welcoming valley. A whole new host of sensations immediately clamored for attention. And her body tensed in eager anticipation. Bedding a man was nothing like she’d been told.
At first, the pressure was light. Little pulses that tripped lightly over her skin in an intriguing invitation. Following his lead, she pushed up when he pushed forward. It was pleasurable, but it wasn’t enough. Maybe not for him either, because beneath her hands, his skin became slick with sweat and his breath was no longer controlled and even.
His “Hold on” was enticement itself.
His thigh muscles bunched beneath her grip before he surged against her.
Suddenly what had been pleasurable verged on pain. She couldn’t prevent her instinctive flinch. “Easy, darlin’.”
On the next surge, she gasped.
Asa swore.
On the third attempt, she pushed against his shoulders and twisted away. This was worse than anyone had warned her about.
Asa threw himself to the side. The mattress rocked and his curses echoed through the darkness.
It was only when she felt him throw his legs over the edge of the bed that she realized what she’d done.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized as she heard the rustle of his denims. “I’m ready.”
“Forget it. This whole idea is crazy.”
Panic of a different sort took root in her chest. “No. It’s an excellent idea. I’m just more nervous than most, I guess.”
He shifted away. Her panic burgeoned into full life. “I can do this.”
“It’s okay, Elizabeth.” He sounded utterly weary. “A yahoo like myself had no place hooking up with a lady.”