Page 32 of Completely Captivated
“I am yours, Aaron.Only yours.There’s no one else I want, and I would never do that to you,” Christa answered earnestly, searching his eyes for answers to her unspoken question.When he didn’t respond, she continued, “Baby, tell me what’s wrong.”
His eyes softened, and his lips twitched upward in one corner, making her lean in and kiss the corner of his mouth.
“What was that little smile for?”
“You’ve never called me ‘baby’ before.”
“You don’t like it?”she asked, the concern obvious in her voice.
He kissed her softly, leaning his forehead to hers.“I love it.”
She captured his mouth with hers, and their kiss quickly turned urgent once again.She felt his erection growing again, hardening between her legs as he held her body tight against his.He stepped out of his pants that lay puddled on the floor as her hand snaked down between them to grasp him.He carried her down the hall to her bedroom, their bodies locked together and their tongues tied in mutual ecstasy.
Making Plans
June
All the years Christa waited, all the other men she’d turned down, and all the questions and ridicule she’d received suddenly made complete sense.Being head over heels in love with Aaron gave her more confidence than she realized she had.She’d dated and had her fair share of close encounters, but she’d never felt taking the next step was right.The guy wasn’t the right man.The intense feelings weren’t there, or the timing was off.She wasn’t specifically waiting for her wedding night, but more for therightman to come along.No one had fit the complete bill before Aaron came into her life.
That night, as he carried her to the bedroom, she was ready—her feelings for him were deep and passionate.He’d spent time with her, put as much effort into their relationship as she had, if not more.With every beat of her heart, she wanted to consummate the relationship by giving him the part of herself that she’d never shared with anyone before.The only reason she was nervous about telling him was because she didn’t know how he’d react to the news of her being a twenty-two-year-old virgin.Building up the courage to confess was wrecking her nerves.
“Aaron,” she said breathlessly.The need for him was evident in her voice.She wanted him to hear it, feel it, and take her to places she’d only read about.
“Shh, baby, it’s okay.I’ve got you.”He reassured her by placing kisses on her face and neck as he made his way to her bed.
They climbed onto the bed, and he quickly covered her body with his.He snatched his shirt up and off with one hand and cast it aside, but his eyes never left hers.He peeled her clothes off one piece at a time, purposely taking his time and showering her body with as much love and attention as possible.By the time he reached her bare skin, she thought she would die of intense desire and unmistakable sexual frustration.Aaron sensed her intense yearning for him, the wordless way she tried to rush him, her desire for him to make her his.
“Relax,” he whispered, his lips a breath away from her skin.“We’re in no hurry.”
“Aaron, I don’t want to wait any longer,” Christa pleaded.
He let out a long, frustrated sigh.“I want you so bad I can’t see straight.I’d love to bury myself deep inside you, make you come so hard, and scream my name until the neighbors call the cops.”
He waited a second before continuing.“But I’ve never had a relationship that was special before.Every time I’ve been with someone, it’s simply been fucking.Never making love.Nothing I’d remember by the next morning.I want our first time, and every time, to be special.I don’t want to rush into it just because we’re both so worked up we can’t stand it.”
Her silent response was dubious at best.The thought that kept running through her mind was one of self-doubt.
“What man would turn down sex from a willing participant?”
“One who isn’t really interested in me, that’s who.”
“Hey.Stop that.”
“Stop what?”She raised her eyes to meet his and tilted her head to the side as she spoke.
“Doubting how I feel about you.Questioning my motives.Thinking I wouldn’t kill for one minute of your wet pussy wrapped around my cock.”A lazy, sexy grin spread across his face.“Believing I don’t want to see that beautiful pink tinge of embarrassment when I talk dirty to you all fucking night long.WhenI ruin you for every other man and make you beg to rest after I wring every single orgasm you have from your body, it won’t be a spur-of-the-moment encounter.”
Her chest heaved with heavy breaths.Her eyes widened, and her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly.“No one has ever said those things to me before.”
“I’m only getting started, babe.A sneak peek at my opening act.My words alone can make you come.But where’s the fun in that?Every part of you will burn for my touch.You won’t beg for it—you’lldemandit.”
“Oh my God.”Her breathy reply was a mixture of a plea and a prayer.
“But not tonight.Tonight, you’ll come several times—in my mouth.When I leave here, I’ll take your scent home with me.Your taste will be all over my tongue.Now, lie back.And you might want to hold on to something.”
Before her mind could formulate a coherent response, his warm tongue laved her clit, circling slowly before his lips closed around her.Her eyes closed, her head dropped to the pillow, and her hips lifted toward him involuntarily.When his fingers plunged into her wetness, she gripped his hair with her hands, her body automatically curling upward from the intense pull low in her belly.
“Aaron,” she cried out as she toppled over the edge.
