“Izzy, look at me.”
She lazily opened her eyes and gazed at him.
“Sean, don’t turn me away this time. I can’t stand it anymore. I need you so much.”
Jesus.
“Izzy, are you one hundred percent absolutely sure that you’re ready for this?”
She nodded as she raised a hand to run it through his thick dark hair. She loved his wavy unkempt locks. It drove her wild the way it hung however it wanted to.
“Izzy. If I continue, if we don’t stop, things will change between us. Do you understand?” Could she? Would she possibly be able to understand what would happen to her if they continued? She would become his. There could never be anyone else ever again. Did she understand that?
“Sean, I love you. Please make love to me. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.” She reached her other hand into his hair and was dragging his mouth to hers, to meet her kiss.
And he did. He met her kiss, her desire and her passion. Had he ever wanted anyone like this before? He didn’t think so. He pulled away just barely. His lips brushed against hers as he spoke.
“Not here, Izzy. Let me take you upstairs.”
He didn’t wait for an answer as he lifted her up and cradled her against his chest and carried her up the stairs. No words were said as they looked into each others’ eyes.
He set her down on the bed and brushed her stray wavy blonde curls off of her face.
“Do you know how beautiful you are, Izzy?” He watched her face blush. “I have been dying for you. Do you know that? Do you know that I can’t sleep because I dream of you? Just like this.”
His declaration surprised her.
“You have? You do?”
He smirked. She was so sweet, still so young. But she was his.
“Yes baby, I have.” He watched as her blush deepened. “What? Tell me what’s embarrassing you.”
She looked up at him looming over her.
“It’s when you call me baby.”
“You don’t like it when I call you that?”
She shook her head.
“No, I do. I–I like it a lot. It makes me feel warm inside and my stomach flutters.” She smiled hesitantly.
“Well then, baby, I will be sure to call you baby many, many times. Okay, baby.” He leaned over her and kissed her.
She giggled.
“Now you’re just teasing me.”
Sean brushed the backs of his fingers down her cheek as he looked at her intently.
“No, baby. No more teasing. No more. I won’t turn you away and we won’t tease each other anymore.” He brought his mouth to hers and he heard her moan.
His kisses did things to her. She was feeling things that she only felt for the first time just last week. Now he was making it happen all over again. She wasn’t aware it happening but suddenly she found herself lying down and he was on top of her. She could feel every part of his hard, muscled body pressed up against her soft, curvy one. She wrapped her arms around him and slid them up and down the muscles of his back, relishing in the rigid power she felt under her hands. She thought she heard him saying something. Was he talking?
“Izzy, did you hear me?” he said breathlessly.
“No.” She could barely breathe from the fire he was causing inside her. “Sorry, I–I’ve never felt this way before, Sean. I don’t know what to do.”
He smiled and nipped at her bottom lip.
“It’s okay, honey. We’ll take it slow okay?”
“Okay. Sean? I’m not–I never thought to–.” She closed her eyes on her shame. Why couldn’t she just say it? Wasn’t she trying to prove to him that she was a woman? Not some stupid kid. And to top things off she could feel her bottom lip start to quiver.
“Ssh. Izzy, its okay. Are you scared?” He was caressing her face with the back of his fingers.
She bit down on her trembling lip and nodded.
“I’m sorry Sean. I wanted it to be so perfect.”
She closed her eyes as he kissed her brow.
“Izzy, making love isn’t about making things perfect. It’s about feeling connected to the other person. I don’t want you to be scared honey. Do you want to stop?”
Her eyes widened. He was going to push her away again.
“No. Sean, no. I’m sorry. Please don’t do this, don’t turn me away.”
The fear he saw in her eyes broke his heart.
“No, honey. I promise, I won’t turn you away. Whether we make love or not, I will not turn you away. Can you do something for me?”
“Anything Sean. I’ll do anything for you.” She clutched onto his shirt. She was beyond scared. She was so close to having him, and she was deathly afraid she was going to do something wrong.
“Izzy, honey, I need you to relax. Your fingernails are biting into my skin.” She pulled back at his request. Tears filled her eyes. “No, don’t do that. You made me promise not to pull away from you. Well, I’m asking the same thing. Don’t pull away from me.”
He kissed her gently.
“Come on, baby. Just relax. We’re not used to each other yet.”
Yet. He said “yet.” Would they be used to each other? Would all of her dreams come true?
“I–I don’t know what to do Sean. I want to make you happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Ever since I was sixteen years—”
“Baby, if we’re going to be together you can’t make references to you being sixteen years old. This is hard enough for me. I’m going against everything my father taught me about respecting women. Especially young and vulnerable ones.” And she was. He knew just how young and vulnerable she was. But he couldn’t help himself. He had reached the point of no turning back. Not physically, but emotionally.
“Okay. I’m sorry, Sean. Will you just kiss me? If you kiss me I’ll stop blabbering.”
He didn’t wait for her to ask him twice. He dove into the kiss with everything that he had. He kissed every part of her face, neck and mouth before he came up for air. “I want to see you, Izzy. Like you were that night. Will you let me?”
She bit down on her lower lip again. Why wouldn’t it stop trembling?
“Yes. Can, I–I’ve never seen you. Can I see you?”
He watched her nervous eyes flicker as she asked the question. “Yeah. Come here.” He pulled her up off of the bed and turned her to face his dresser.
“Watch in the mirror, Izzy.” He stood behind her and scooped her hair up as he kissed the back of her neck. “Watch as I undress you.”
They were such simple words. But when he put them together in that deep voice she could feel her knees weaken. She looked into his eyes through the reflection as he began to unbutton her shirt from behind.
“Uh-uh. Look in the mirror. Don’t turn your head to me. Watch us there; watch your body as I pull the layers away.” He bent over and kissed her neck.
His tongue slid a sensuous slide up and down her neck, sending tiny fireballs into the deepest part of her. She could feel parts of herself start to throb. She had felt aroused before when she had experimented on herself, but she had never felt this level of it without being touched there. Her head had fallen back against his chest as she moaned with the pleasure of his seduction.
“Look, baby,” he whispered in her ear.
She opened her eyes and saw what he was doing. Her shirt was gaping, exposing her swollen breasts. The tiny nubs in the middle, surrounded by darkened pink circles, suddenly seemed much larger and rigid. She watched him as he brought her shirtsleeves completely back and off of her shoulders and threw her blouse to the floor.
“Do you know what I’ve wanted? What I’ve been dying for since that night I found you here?” He licked her neck again.
His voice. What was he doing to his voice? It sounded so, what, erotic?
“Tell me.” Her words were barely audible as she struggled to rein in her desire. He hardly touched her and she was on fire.
“This.” He cupped them, gently massaging them before rubbing
his calloused thumbs over the tender points that jutted out to him in invitation.
“Sean, oh Sean.” What was happening to her? It had never felt this good when she had done it to herself.
He watched the image in the mirror as he listened to the sounds of her desire coming from her throat. She could barely breathe. Her chest was heaving and she had, involuntarily he was sure, arched her back and rubbed herself against the agony that he had been forced to contend with all week long.
“Jesus, look at you, Izzy. You look like an angel. A beautiful, sensual angel.” He waited for her to comply before he reached his hands down to her jeans. “I want to see you here too. God, you have no idea how badly I want to see you here.” He undid the snap and wasted no time pulling her zipper down. He delved his hand into the hot, sweet part of her that was hidden.
“Ooh, Sean.” She wrapped her hands around his neck and held on. Her knees felt so week.
She was rocking against his hand. He was just holding her., gently caressing the swollen nub, and she was going insane from it. It was enough to drive him mad.
“You are the very definition of an aphrodisiac, do you know that? My God, I can’t— Izzy, look at yourself in the mirror. You’re writhing under my touch. Do you know what that does to me?”
She opened her eyes and saw. Was it even her? The woman in the mirror was rocking her hips back and forth and moaning. Her arms were raised up over and behind her head, doing things to her breasts that she hadn’t realized they were capable of. She kept watching, wondering. Could that really be her? Her hips were moving of their own accord. His touch felt so good she couldn’t stop if she tried.
“What do you think? Does that image drive you crazy, baby? I can feel how hot you are. How ready you are. Are you? Are you ready for me? Do you want me?” Sean asked her, baiting her desire further.
She met his eyes in the mirror and they locked. She wanted him, but she still hadn’t told him. She spent all summer planning to seduce him and she neglected to get on birth control. That’s why she had frozen up moments ago. What if he was angry with her?
“Sean, oh my God. We can’t. I’m so sorry.”
His hand stilled from caressing the warm wetness of her. Had she just stopped him? He wouldn’t push her if she wasn’t ready, but she seemed to really be into it. What had happened?
“Oh, okay.” He slid his hand out of her pants and stepped away from her. He had to get his urges under control. He had been about two seconds away from plunging into the deep abyss of her very soul.
She had ruined it. He had been right all along. She was a stupid kid. A woman, a real woman, would have thought of protection ahead of time. She hadn’t even bought condoms. Unless. The thought that he might have some made her a tad irritated, but she couldn’t pretend that a twenty-four-year old man didn’t have sex.
“Sean?”
He wasn’t under control yet. If he looked at her, if he touched her, he might lose it. With his back turned to her he spoke. “Yes, Izzy? What is it?”
Just ask him. Don’t be such a wimp. You couldn’t possibly screw up anymore than you already have.
“Do you–oh geez, I can’t believe I’m about to say this. I’m trying to ask you if—”
What the hell was she trying to ask him? She was so nervous she was stumbling over her own words. What, did she need to borrow fifty thousand dollars or something? He turned to face her.
“Just say it, Izzy.” He wished he had done a better job of hiding his frustration.
“All right, fine, here goes. Do you have any condoms?”
Chapter Four
His head snapped back and his brows bunched together as he stared at her. Had he heard her correctly? Was she asking him if he had condoms?
“What did you say?”
Great! Make me say it again. As if it wasn’t humiliating enough the first time.
“Come on, Sean, you heard me. Don’t make me ask it again.”
He smiled and turned toward her completely.
“Izzy, why do you need condoms?” he asked her patiently as he laid his hands on her shoulders.
“Sheer mortification” were the only words to describe what she was feeling right now.
“Sean.” She bit her lower lip. Why was he making this so hard on her?
Realization donned on him. He now understood.
“Izzy. Baby, why did you stop me before?”
She looked down, afraid to meet his gaze. She felt so foolish.
“I–I didn’t prepare for this. I only knew that I wanted you but I–I didn’t think about protection.” The last word came out in an embarrassed whisper.
He had to bite back the chuckle that was coming up. She was so sweet, so innocent.
“Baby, I have condoms.”
Her eyes lifted to his.
“You do?”
He smiled at her as he rubbed his hands up and down her arms.
“Yeah, baby, I do. Was that all that stopped you?”
Her blush returned as she nodded and looked down. He pulled her to him and stroked her back.
“Izzy, is there any thing else we should talk about before things go any further? Because I have to tell you, you about killed me a few minutes ago when you stopped me.”
She giggled.
“No, there’s no—well, maybe there is something I should talk to you about. I don’t want you to be disappointed and—”
He silenced her with a kiss. When he pulled away he lifted her chin with the tip of his finger.
“Izzy, do you trust me?”
She nodded.
“I do. I trust you and I love you so much. That’s why I’m afraid.”
“What are you afraid of honey?” He was trying to be patient. Trying to control the need pounding inside him. But the constant yoyo of her emotions was maddening.
“I’ve never—I don’t know how or what—I want to make you happy and I don’t know how to do that.” The words were coming easier now as they spilled from her mouth. “Sure, I’ve read things. But is it the same? Will I do it right?”
Was she asking him or herself? She seemed to be lost in her own thoughts.
“Izzy, look at me. Look into my eyes. Are you trying to tell me that you’re a virgin?”
She nodded.
“I’m sorry, Sean. I’m sure you’re used to more exper—whoa.” She was interrupted by his swift movement. He had picked her up and swung her around. Was he laughing? This hardly seemed funny.
He set her down and, still laughing, spoke to her.
“Izzy, only you would apologize for being a virgin. Honey, don’t you know that being a virgin doesn’t make you a bad person? Quite the contrary. It means that you respect yourself. It means that you were waiting for the right time and the right man to make you a woman.” He brushed her cheeks with his thumbs and held her face. “Is that time now, and with me baby?”
“Yes, it’s you.” She was feeling more confident now. Standing in front of him with her shirt off and her pants undone she came closer.
“Teach me, Sean. Show me what to do, how to love you.” She slid her tongue from his mouth to his ear and smiled when he groaned.
If she kept doing that with her tongue, he wasn’t going to be able to hold back. He had suspected she was a virgin. But knowing that now, he had to take even more care than he had planned on. But then he felt her nibble on his ear and then all bets were off.
He dropped to the floor in front of her, immediately tugging at her jeans. She was in both shock and awe of his primitive behavior. She wasn’t sure what she had done, but something in him had changed. He was wild now. He had the jeans completely down to her ankles when he forced a leg up so that she could step out of them. After one foot was free he turned his attention to the other one.
When she was completely clear of the restraints of her clothing, she suddenly felt very exposed. The only thing covering her body was a thin piece of satin on the front and back of her panties. She looked down at his motionless body
and realized that he was staring at those very same panties. His gaze was burning a whole right through her. She felt her body getting hotter while moisture pooled in those satin underwear.
Sean looked at the sight before him. It was heaven. He had seen her with nothing on that night. But seeing her in nothing more than this little piece of fabric was a whole new kind of sexy. It was alluring. Her panties were calling to him, begging him to take them off and explore what was hidden beneath.
He stared at them a moment longer as he weighed his options. He could rip them off of her, but she was a virgin and no matter how erotic that could be, it definitely would not be a romantic memory. He could slowly peel them down her smooth, luscious thighs—although that almost seemed too boring. Even though Izzy was vulnerable and inexperienced, she was definitely not boring. Then he grinned. He knew exactly what he was going to do.
“Don’t move.” He said as he looked up at her. “No matter what I do. Do not move.” He reached his hands up to her. “Take my hands, baby.” She did as he asked and he twined their fingers together. Then with both of their hands occupied he leaned forward.
She thought he was going to kiss her where her panties were getting wetter with every second, but he moved to her outer thigh. What was he doing? Then she felt the warm glide of his tongue. It started at mid thigh and then worked up until he got to the thin piece of satin at her hips. He started to suck the satin into his mouth, causing an arousing sensation on her skin. He opened his mouth and bit down on the fabric. Then he began tugging it down her leg. He brought it down only about six inches before he pulled away.
She watched him, waiting for his next move. Anticipation caused a storm of passion to well up inside of her. With her panties half on and half off, the most private part of her was barely covered. Just a tiny tug and she would be completely exposed to him. He made his way to the other side, their fingers still twined together. Then he repeated the process. The sensation of him sucking on her skin and then his teeth scraping was unlike anything she had ever experienced. He pulled the panties down just as far as he had on the other side. She was fully exposed to him.
Sean stared at the beauty that was lying before his face. She was so sexy and her scent, her scent was driving him crazy. He wanted to bury his face in her right now, but he also wanted to take things slow. He wanted her to enjoy every single part of her first time, of their first time. He bent his head down and showered her with tiny kisses.
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