It takes me three tries to get the damn key to work, but once inside she stares around in awe. The only nice room left was the honeymoon suite, and it is worth every penny just to see the look on her face. There is a king size bed against one side of the room and a wall of windows on the other. The view right now is the moon and its reflection on the ocean as it casts a sensual glow to the room. An actual hot tub is placed by the window and is shaped like a heart, which I think is a little cheesy, but I hope to spend time in there with her anyway. Just thinking of her slippery and wet, sliding all over my body has my brain malfunctioning. I don’t want to scare her so if she is not ready or just feels like talking all night, I’m okay with that too.
“Hey, Beautiful, do you want to talk for a little while?” She shakes her head no and moves toward the bed while stripping off the red sundress she purchased today from a beach vendor. She turns to face me then pulls the strings at the back of her top. The tiny, barely there, triangles fall away. I stand rooted to my spot as if my feet are in concrete shoes. If I were tossed into the Hudson with this as my last vision, I would die a happy man. Next, comes the tiny bottoms that didn’t cover much, but what it reveals has me swallowing my tongue.
Her hands are shaking and she looks as though she will pass out, so I move forward to hold her steady. She sits down before I reach her but her hands stretch out to help me with my pants. I tear off my shirt and peel the rest of my clothes down my legs. Her eyes go wide and she swallows hard, causing a groan to erupt from my chest. She slowly lays back and slides her body to the middle as I crawl over her to straddle her legs. I am perfectly fine to take this slow and worship her body the way she deserves, but as I work my lips from hers to her ear and then her collarbone, she begins to beg changing my plan.
“Oh...oh...oh........please...oh! I can’t wait...please.”
‘What’s the hurry, Beautiful?” Her gaze locks to mine and the sincerity I see there causes me to expel all the air from my lungs.
“I have waited my whole life for you. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
Hearing that causes me to suck all the air back in. Okay, new plan; take Livvy to heaven as soon as possible.
~Livvy~
Who is this woman that I’ve become? Who am I to strip completely naked and stand before the most beautiful man I have ever laid my eyes on? Where did I gather the courage to help this sex God strip down. Who is Livvy? How did she get here? Do I care? No.
No one ever told me it could be like this. Hell, no one even talked to me about sex for fear of the wrath of my mother. I didn’t know my body could feel like this. What is he doing to me? How could I be so naïve? I feel as though I have been waiting for him all my life. It’s almost like my body recognized its mate and refused to come alive before now. Now I am begging him to take me, but he seems content to play and tease.
“Livvy...Eyes on me.
Holy shit! How is that the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard? I peel my eyes away from where his body rubs against mine and I lose my train of thought. He picks up on the fact that I have tensed up and stops moving with a concerned look etched on his beautiful face.
“Hey, Beautiful Girl...”
His next words seem stuck in his throat. How many men could be this close and still be this patient in giving me a choice?
“Do you want to wait? We don’t have to do this tonight.”
Not tonight? When then? I’m leaving tomorrow. What if he walks away and I never experience this with the perfect man. I shake my head fast and that seems to be the cue he is waiting for. As he leans forward again, I clench my eyes shut and hold my breath waiting for the inevitable.
“Livvy, open your eyes and look at me.”
Prying my eyes open is harder than I thought it would be. Will he stop if I don’t? I don’t want him to stop so I look deep into his eyes hoping he will
