No trace of worry or panic lingered on his face. He reached for my hands, gripping them tightly.Was he concerned I was the one about to run now?
“All I am asking for to start with is a taste, then we will see how we feel. I know that whatever happens between us will be incredible. I‘m done over thinking and worrying. Iwanttofeel.I want tofeeleverything withyou.”
“Everything,” I echoed.
His hands went to grip the edge of my dress but then stopped, something catching his attention. He had finally noticed that my dress was scattered with bright green hearts. “Did you wear this for me?”
Had he finally noticed that my dress was scattered with bright green hearts? I struggled to answer. A naked Dax standing before me made it nearly impossible to think. “Yes.” One word responses were all I could handle at the moment.
“Beautiful. I can’t wait to see what’s waiting underneath. May I?”
My cyborg was so polite, even when he had a raging erection. He didn’t even seem concerned about it either, all his focus on me as he lifted the dress off my body. He treated my dress much more carefully than his own clothes, tossing it down to the floor gently.
My bra went next, leaving me standing there in nothing but my panties. He dropped to his knees with a thud against and his eyes locked on to the damp patch of fabric, the visual outline of my desire for him staring him right in the face. He licked his lips and my core clenched. My chest rose and fell rapidly as gentle green fingertips slipped under my waistband, his knuckles brushing against my inner thighs and I shivered from the barely there touch to my heated skin.
A growl slipped past his lips as he pushed the panties down and off, adding them to the pile on the floor. His hands made room for him between my thighs, parting them reverently. He raised his head, meeting my eyes. “You are a goddess, Poe.” His lips dipped to trail kisses over my thighs, his eyes never leaving mine as his mouth moved closer to my center. When he was a mere a breath away he paused, his electric green eyes filled with such heat I nearly combusted on the spot.
“Let’s experiment together to discover what you like.”
I love the fact that he mirrored my earlier words. All of this should be awkward as hell with neither of us having a clue as what to do but it wasn’t. It felt right, like how things were meant to happen. I smiled. “I’d like that.”
The first hesitant flick of his tongue along my folds made my eyes nearly roll back in my head.Is this how it felt when I licked him? No wonder he liked it.
“Dax,” his name was the only thing I could manage and it was like I had given him a pass to get down to business. No longer hesitant, he explored my pussy like he’s just discovered a new planet, one he must catalogue every square inch with his mouth and tongue. When he drew my clit into the warm caverns of his mouth, my knees almost buckled. My hands fingers dug into his hardness skull and I moaned, caught up in the sensations he was inflicting with his mouth. He released a growl, adding vibrations to his onslaught and that’s all it took to push me over the edge, crying out I came hard against Dax’s face.
I drifted back to earth and realized that the continuing growl I hear is muffled...by my thighs. Panic that I just suffocated my cyborg grips my chest and I pushed against him. He stubbornly refused my attempt, keeping his face buried between my thighs, a muffled growl of annoyance reaching my ears.
“Guess that means you’re not dying down there.”
He shook his head, the action causing his mouth to brush against my all to sensitive core and I moaned.
“Well, I’m glad you’re okay but if you keep shaking your head like that and I might not be.”
Those words got his attention. He sprung up, pulling me into his frame, his brow creased, a frown marring his handsome features. “Did I hurt you?” His eyes scanned every inch of my face, looking for any sign of distress.
“God no, Dax!” I shook my head vehemently. “That was...” I searched for words to express how good he had made me feel. Part of me wondered, if I had known what I had been missing, would I have sought out attention from men sooner? I quickly realized that would have never worked. There was no one but Dax for me and discovering pleasurewith himwas what made it so wonderful.
I smoothed a finger over the frown that had appeared on his lips. “Incredible. Youwere incredible.” I caressed his lower lip with my thumb. “I believe you are going to need to add talented mouth to your impressive skill set.”
All the worry vanished from his face, his mouth curving up into a smile. The grin he gave me was decidedly wicked. “You tasted better than whipped cream and waffles.” His tonged darted out to lick his lips. “I could have feasted on you all day.”
I flashed him a wide grin. “While that sounds wonderful, there is something else I would like to do. Why don’t we take this to the bedroom? As much as I like Brone’s idea of doing it on the living room floor, I would like my first time to be on a nice, soft bed.”
His eyes widened in a mixture of hope and disbelief. “Are you sure?” His frame had completely stilled, waiting for my answer.
I cupped his cheeks between my palms. “Make me yours, Dax.”
He would never push me if I felt like I wasn’t ready. Could I say I wasn’t nervous? No. But every experience together so far had been amazing. There was something beautiful in knowing that we would be each other’s first. We would figure this out like we had done with everything else-together.
“I’m sure, Dax.” Pulling him down, I rested my forehead against his. “And if I am yours, that makes youmine. When I close my eyes, it’s always been you.”
“Then you will have me.” Scooping me up into his arms, he carried me to the bedroom, placing me gently on the bed. Carefully he took my glasses off, setting them down on the nightstand by the bed. Climbing up, his frame rested on top of mine, positioning himself between the cradle of my thighs.
Capturing my mouth with his he shifted his hips, his cock dragging through my folds, coating himself in the slickness of my earlier release. The feeling of him skating along my folds sent another rush of wetness to my core and I moaned softly.
Something hard pressed up against my entrance and I sucked in a breath. Laying beneath Dax, I waited for him to press in further, but he didn’t move.
“Dax?” I questioned, wondering what was wrong. Was he not ready? Had I pushed him to do something he wasn’t comfortable with? That’s when I noticed his frame was trembling above mine.