I kiss my way up her stomach, and when I stand, I take her with me. Her arms and legs wrap around me, and theI just came hardlook on her face is the cutest, sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
She rests the palm of her hand against my face and stares into my eyes. “How can any one man be so damn perfect?”
I smile because it’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me, even if it is complete and utter bullshit.
“I am not even close to being perfect.”
“You are to me, Dima,” she says, giving me a sweet smile.
My heart skips a beat at her words and at hearing her use the short form of my name. I’m so touched that I don’t know what to say, so instead, I carry her up the stairs, wanting to show her all the things I can’t seem to put into words.
When we’re by the bed, I gently set her down and smile when she immediately starts to pull my shirt off. I help her out, tugging it over my head and tossing it aside. Before it even hits the floor, she’s unbuttoning my pants. I watch her, curious to see what she’s going to do. There’s an excited, eager look in her eyes, and I can see the way her hands are softly shaking when she slides my zipper down. When I still do nothing to help her, she shoots me a frustrated look and tugs on my jeans.
I laugh and still her hands. “So impatient.”
“I’ve waited long enough,” she says, and I guess she has a point. She’s known about me a lot longer than I’ve known about her, and it’s been hard enough for me to wait. I can’t imagine how difficult it’s been for her.
“You have,” I agree, “and I promise I will make it up to you.”
She smiles when I take over. I kick off my boots and then pull down my jeans and boxer briefs so I’m standing naked before her. I’m used to women ogling my body. It’s just part of being a boxer, but there’s something different about the way Gina looks at me. She doesn’t look at me as if I’m just a thing that she can use for her own sexual enjoyment. Okay, yes, she does look at me like that, but there’s more to it thanjustthat. She looks at me as if I’m the most important thing in the world to her. She looks at me as if she’s really seeing me, the man beneath all the muscle.
“Wow,” she says in a breathy rush as her eyes roam over me. Her eyes dart around like she can’t decide where to keep them, but they keep going back to my cock. She studies me, worrying her bottom lip and fidgeting with the bottom of her nightie.
“Having second thoughts?”
Her eyes jump to mine. “Never.” They fall back to my cock, and she adds, “You’re just a bit intimidating for a first time.”
I’ve never been anyone’s first, so I have no idea what this is going to be like for her. Stepping closer, I cup her face in my hands and tilt her head up so she’s looking back at my face.
“I promise I will be as gentle as I can be,” I tell her, running my thumb over the bottom lip she’s still nibbling at.
She surprises the hell out of me by running her fingers over the length of me and saying, “Maybe just at first. I don’t want you to always go easy on me.”
I let out a groan at her words and lower my mouth to hers. She opens up for me, meeting my tongue with her own, just as hungry for me as I am for her. I kiss her hard, wanting to taste as much of her as I can. My tongue explores her mouth, needing to be as deeply inside her as possible. Sucking on her bottom lip, I give it a not-so-gentle bite before pulling back.
She looks up at me with a sexy, dazed expression. “Are you still going easy on me?
I cup her ass, lifting her up and bringing her to the bed, carefully laying her on it. “If I wasn’t, I would already be inside you.”
She lets out a moan at my words, and when I start to pull her nightie up, she quickly takes over, tearing it off and tossing it aside. She’d looked beautiful in it, but I don’t want anything between us. I want to feel her skin against mine. Keeping most of my body weight off her, I slowly lower myself down. Her arms and legs are around me in less than a second, pulling me closer, and when she feels the head of my cock press against her pussy, she lets out a sexy moan and arches her hips up to me.
“You are making it very difficult for me to keep my promise,” I tell her, pulling back a bit as she arches up to me again, keeping my cock just out of reach.
“Now you’re just being cruel.”
I laugh and look down at the scowl she’s giving me. “You have no idea how cruel I can be, beautiful.”
To prove it, I rub the head of my cock along her clit, making her eyes widen and her mouth part in surprise. I tease her, sliding my entire length over her swollen clit in one smooth stroke. She’s so damn wet, making it easy for me to move along her sensitive skin.
“Fuck,” she moans.
“Is that a command?” I ask, arching a brow at her.
Her fingers dig into my shoulders, and I laugh when she tightens her legs, trying to force me to give her what she wants.
“Is really cute that you think you can overpower me,” I tell her, kissing the tip of her nose.
“Please, Dima,” she begs.