Page 163 of Stage Dive: Short Stories & Novellas
“Think you can sleep now?”
I consider the question then shake my head slowly.“No.”
He frowns.
“You remember what it was like when you were waiting for Christmas as a child?Trying to sleep the night before was next to impossible.All you could think about was the presents that some strange man with a beard wearing red velvet was going to break into your house and leave underneath the tree.The adrenaline would be pumping and your mind racing and…you know what I mean?”
His smile more than reaches his eyes.“Are you comparing me to Christmas?”
“Yes.And you may not have guessed this about me, but I am impatient.Especially when it comes to you, apparently.”I take a deep breath.“The other thing is, if we’re not going to work out, I’d rather know sooner than later.It’ll hurt less.I mean, we could just not work in bed.It could happen.Just because we have chemistry kissing doesn’t mean everything will be great.”
“I’m pretty sure it’ll be great,” he says with all of the arrogance.
“I want proof.Now.”
The smile increases to a grin.“That’s what you want, huh?”
I nod.
“Are you thinking fucking or making love?”he asks playfully.“Where is this mood of yours at, hmm?”
“Let’s start with the first and see how we go.”
The man stares down at me in wonder.At least, I choose to believe that’s the expression in his eyes.Best just to check, however.
“Do you think I’m being too forward or aggressive?”
“No.Hell no.”His brows draw down.“What I was thinking was…I must have done something very right to land me in this moment with you.No idea what it could be.But I am extremely grateful.”
I smile back at him.
“Can’t believe you think we wouldn’t work in bed, though.Not going to lie, Jude.That hurts.”
“So prove me wrong, Dean.Prove me wrong.”I take off my Henley pajama top, leaving us both bare from the waist up.The way his gaze dips down, over my breasts and belly is delicious indeed.My thighs clench, and I am definitely in need.“Whenever you’re ready.”
He gazes at me as if I am indeed a hot dream come to life.“Whatever you want, Jude.”
Kissing shouldn’t be seen as being especially dangerous or a contact sport.But the way we go at it, it just might be.Our mouths meet and meld and oh yes.This was what I wanted.Hot, wet, and all consuming.Tongues tangle and teeth clash.There’s no stopping us now that we’ve started.No slowing down or being sensible.Whatever his thoughts were on taking our time before, he is all in and all over me now.
My hands grip his shoulders before wrapping around his neck.While his coast down my back and over my butt.Polite society may not deem it considerate to climb a person.But Dean has no such problems.Thank goodness.He lifts me, and my legs go around his waist nice and tight.I am the spider monkey equivalent of a woman.No way am I letting go.Still kissing our hearts out, he turns and walks us into his room.I love dragging my fingers through his thick hair.Grabbing a handful and holding on tight.His fingers dig into my thighs, and he groans low in his throat.Quite possibly the hottest sound I have ever heard.
He’s already good and hard against me.And I am so wet it is obscene.We haven’t even gotten fully naked yet, and this might be the best sex of my life.Seriously.Then he lowers me onto the mattress with a parting kiss.My lips are most definitely wet and swollen.And the taste of him is all mint toothpaste and hot man.
“Are you good to lose your pants?”he asks, his breathing as rapid as mine.
“Yeah.”
His fingers hook on the waistband, and with one tug, they’re gone.No more than a flannel cotton memory lying on the floor in the corner of the room.Next, my fluffy socks go flying.I am naked as the day I was born.Dean pulls open the top drawer on the bedside table and grabs a box.He swears quietly at the delay when his fingers fumble over the plastic.Then he tears off a condom and sets it on the bed beside me.
“What about your pants?”I ask.
“Soon,” is all he says before getting to his knees.
The way he grabs my legs and drags me to the edge of the bed—putting me right where he wants me—it is all more than a little thrilling.His big hands hold my thighs open as he lowers his face to my sex.He breathes me in with a happy sigh.Which makes me a little nervous honestly.But he seems delighted at the scent or me.He wastes no time in nuzzling me and sucking on my labia.Just generally driving me wild.The flat of his tongue drags through my middle and oh boy.How everything in me focuses on those feelings.On the shivers running down my back and the perfect pressure building low in my belly and spine.Can’t recall the last time a man went down on me.And the way Dean obviously relishes doing this makes all the difference.
He fucks me with his tongue before teasing me from my clit to my ass.No part of me is left untended.I lie there panting on the bed, my hands fisting the sheets.All the while, he works me higher and higher.The man obviously believes in the woman coming first.And I could honestly salute him for his efforts.By the time he starts sucking my clit in earnest, I am poised to plummet.It’s like freefalling into the sky.Like shedding my body and flying.My muscles spasm, and it’s all him.His touch and expertise.How much he enjoys this moment.It’s obvious in the way his fingers press into my thighs.In how he pauses to whisper words of encouragement now and then.I come against his face, and it is so good.Breathtaking and beautiful.There’s every chance I shouted his name to the heavens.But hey…he more than deserves the recognition.
By the time I come back down, he’s ditched his pajama pants and is rolling on the condom.He lifts me into the middle of the bed and climbs over my body.His dick is a bit thicker than most I have seen.Which can only mean good things for me.If he knows how to use it.Given his above average oral skills, my hopes are sky high.As previously imagined, his whole body is sublime.I would draw him if I had the least talent.But my basic stick figure capabilities would not do him justice.Not even a little.The muscles in his long legs, his calves, and the thicker thighs.How his hips have those dips that drive me wild.I love the scent of him.A lingering hint of cologne and clean male sweat.There is every chance I will be licking the man asap.
