squeeze and kissed my forehead, “Love you, Leese,” he said, turning me loose and walking away.
One tear slipped down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away as Micah came around the corner to bring me back inside where our guests were waiting. I know he saw it, but he also knew I considered Ryan a good friend.
He pulled me on to the dance floor, “I think this will be our last dance tonight, here anyway,” he added with a sultry look so hot I could feel it on my skin.
“Special request?” I asked.
“Definitely, baby. Your request.”
“My request?”
“I think you’ll remember,” he smiled, centering us on the dance floor as the guests moved away and the lights dimmed.
As the music began, I realized it was the song I picked when he slow danced with me in my music studio at home. The blush felt as if it covered me from head to toe as
“Are you ready?” he whispered in an echo to the singer’s words, “I’ll hold you tight, baby, all through the night…tonight is your night.”
“Oh, Micah,” I whispered back, “I didn’t think tonight was ever going to arrive. I’m ready to spend the first night of the rest of my life in your arms. Let’s go.”
The next thing I knew we were running for the open limousine door as our guests blew a shower of bubbles over the walkway.
The hotel was only minutes away and before I could even collect my thoughts we were in the elevator and on the way up to our suite. Micah became very quiet, but his eyes were speaking volumes about what was going through his mind. I couldn’t stop the constant blush that waved across my skin as he held me in his gaze.
When we reached the door, he opened it and then swept me off my feet and carried me inside, “We made it, baby-I can’t believe we’re finally here.”
“Me either,” I said, smiling up at him.
“I was thinking, since we’ve been so patient, there is no reason to rush tonight. I’d like to get comfortable and dance with you some more.”
I was pleasantly surprised, especially since I was scared, but I didn’t want to tell him I was feeling this way.
He came around behind me, his lips caressing my bare shoulders and neck as he slowly unzipped my gown. His mouth followed the zipper down to the base of my spine. He was kneeling on the floor when he finished, his steel hands holding my hips as he placed kisses on my lower back.
I turned and looked into those eyes so filled with love as I allowed the gown to slip to the floor. He offered me his hand and I stepped out of it. I could see the flush of heat on his skin as he looked at me in my lacy white bustier, panties, and garter.
“Go ahead and slip on something comfortable,” he said through husky vocal cords.
I disappeared into the bedroom, putting away my gown and pulling out the silk, white baby doll outfit I had chosen for tonight. I hadn’t realized how badly I was shaking until I tried to put it on.
When I returned to where he was waiting, I noticed he removed most of the trappings of his full tuxedo and was down to just the slacks and his dress shirt, untucked and the buttons undone. I hadn’t shown him my outfit when I bought it; I wanted it to be a surprise and from the look on his face I knew he liked my choice.
He had the stereo softly playing love songs in the background as he opened his arms and pulled me in close, “Leese, I can’t even begin to describe how much I love you-it may sound a little weird, but it almost hurts.”
It didn’t sound weird to me. I’d been feeling the ache and hurt inside me since the first time I realized I was falling in love with him, “I know what you mean; I feel the same way.”
We danced around the living room for quite some time as the heat and the desire to take the final step into forever became overwhelmingly powerful.
His breathing became shallow and quick as he finally confessed he didn’t want to wait any longer and asked, if I was ready, could he take me to the bedroom?
“Yes, Micah,” I whispered, “I’m ready. Make love to me, baby.” I looked into those eyes and knew there was no turning back now. He was holding me to his chest as he carried me to the bed. The moonlit Atlantic sparkled beyond the large glass doors leading out to our balcony. I had two candles burning, but otherwise the room was dim.
He kissed me long and deep when he laid me back on the bed. His hands, hands that had always been careful not to be sexual, hands that had not caressed my breasts, nor inner thighs began to command my body. My back arched with need as he slipped the straps from my shoulders, kissing the places as he exposed them. His hot mouth suddenly suckling and caressing my breasts, and I felt all semblances of my control erode as I began to beg for him, to experience him, to give all I had to him.
His hands stopped as they gripped the sides of my panties, and he looked at me. I was lost somewhere in a place of tremendous need as I returned the gaze and begged him not to stop. I never expected him to kiss and caress what he was uncovering, but it was the most unique sensation I’d ever experienced as his mouth buried against the center of my desire.
I pulled away from him, sliding upward into the bed with what must have been a look of fright on my face.
“Are you okay, Leese? Did I do something wrong?” he whispered.
“I’ve never felt this way, Micah,” I choked out. “I’m scared.”
“I just thought you’d like to get off before-”
“Get off what?” I was down to bare skin; there wasn’t anything else to remove.
His head cocked sideways as he pulled himself up to look into my eyes, “Leese, I know you’ve never had sex, but you’ve gotten off before-the shower in the bungalow, you…” An unusual look spread across his face. “All you did was take a shower?”
“What else would I do in the shower?”
“No wonder it didn’t help you,” he whispered, kissing the tip of my nose. “You’ve never had an orgasm? Baby, I didn’t know you were
All I knew was that an orgasm was a sexual experience and something I thought was to be saved for tonight, “Don’t I need you for that?”
He smiled slowly, “No, but I’m certainly glad you’ve saved it for me.”
“But, how could I-”
“That’s why you stopped me. You were starting to feel it coming on weren’t you?”
“I don’t know what that was, but I was afraid I was getting ready to lose my grip on reality-because that wasn’t real.”
“Don’t be afraid, baby, I promise you, it’s real and you’ll like it,” he crooned.
“But I’ll lose control,” I started to tear up, that was the true reason why I had him stop; I realized something was getting ready to happen I couldn’t control.
“Baby, we’re both going to lose control tonight, but it’s okay because that’s all a part of making love. I’m going to take control of you and you are going to do the same to me.”
“I don’t know how,” I cried softly, a tear running down my cheek.
He wiped the tear away and smiled, “You do, whether you know it or not. You’ve got control of me right now and I’d do
I nodded, “Then let me take your clothes off.”
He rose from the bed and I followed, slowly removing his shirt and kissing and caressing his fabulous body. I knelt in front of him as I undid his waistband.
His hands reach down and stopped me, “I don’t think I can handle you doing this part, Leese.”
“No. Please, Micah. No boundaries tonight, let me take them off you.”
I could tell he was fighting to retain his ability to be in charge of his desire so he wouldn’t do what he threatened that morning in the Hyatt. I knew he was ready to grab me and collide with me in the bed, but with tremendous effort he permitted me to remove his slacks. He closed his eyes and I could see his hands clinch as I began to lower his boxers to the floor, but as I did, I permitted myself the first opportunity to touch his body intimately and he snapped.
I didn’t even have time to react as my body was moved from kneeling on the floor to lying underneath him on
