Reanna was familiar with the male body, at least as familiar as a person became via the medical courses she had taken as an undergrad. Features of the human body were a natural part of her research. She recently read a fascinating article about some scientists who
were close to predicting exactly how a person would look based on DNA. It held many possibilities in the forensic field. But none as exciting as this.
Reanna swallowed hard and took in the sheer perfection of Xander’s exposed chest and arms. Like appreciating a piece of art hanging in a museum, ogling Xander’s flat abdomen and well-defined pectorals had no scientific value. Unless Reanna considered looking at him as an experiment on how the female body responds to a visibly strong and healthy potential mate.
“You sing in the shower,” Xander said, once again leaning back against the counter, but this time with his hands beside him.
He knows he’s beautiful, Reanna thought. On many, that would be unattractive conceit, but Xander wasn’t showing off for her. He was merely comfortable with who he was. And that made him a hundred times sexier. And for the first time in her life, she felt sexy, too. “How did you know that?” Reanna asked.
“The shower is the one place where you feel no one can see you. Where you feel safe to be more spontaneous, more passionate. I doubt you’ve allowed yourself to masturbate there, Reanna, but you’ve been tempted to. Am I right?”
Reanna nodded and blushed, unable to believe she’d admitted to him something she’d never been comfortable admitting to herself.
“Then strip naked for me, Reanna.”
Reanna’s legs shook, and she almost sat. She whispered, “I thought this was one article of clothing at a time.”
“I never said that. Nor did you. I was right, and therefore you must do as I ask. Strip.”
Reanna wrapped her arms protectively around herself. “Letting you in here tonight may have given you the wrong impression. I really am a virgin. I don’t believe in casual sex. I mean, for other people it’s okay, so I’m not judging whatever you’ve done. I’m talking about me.”
“There is nothing casual about what I want to do to you, and with you, Reanna.”
“Okay, now you’re freaking me out again.”
“What scares you? That I want you? Or that you want me?”
“How about I didn’t know you before yesterday?”
“I judge a person’s character by what I see in their eyes. What do you see in mine, Reanna?”
Reanna continued to stand with her arms around herself, but she searched Xander’s face carefully. “I see someone who is used to getting what he wants. Someone who wants me, but I don’t know why.”
“Strip, Reanna. Let me show you why. Trust me.”
With hands as cold as ice, Reanna whipped her shirt upward, held her T-shirt over her head then dropped it to the floor. She snapped her bra and dropped that as well. Without looking away from his face, she stepped out of her yoga pants and underwear. Her hands instinctively covered the areas she had never shown anyone beside a doctor before. How does this man have the ability to make me want to obey him? I’ve never submitted to a man before. I’ve never trusted one enough to do that. Yet I feel I can trust him, be bare before him. Why? Why him? How is he making me into someone I don’t even recognize, and can I be that woman?
I want to be.
Xander pushed off the counter and came to stand within inches of her. “You are lovely.” He ran a caressing hand down her jaw and across her collarbone. Very gently, Xander caressed her bare arms, then the curve of her neck. With the back of one hand, he grazed the curve of one of her breasts. “Breathe, Reanna. There is nothing to be afraid of.”
Reanna shook with anticipation. She wasn’t scared. She was about to give to him what she’d always told herself she could only give out of love, but it felt right somehow. No, she wasn’t afraid where he wanted to take this, but rather how empty she would feel if he left now.
Xander buried a hand in the back of her hair and bent her neck back, bringing her face up closer to his. “I want you, Reanna,” he whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending flames of desire through her. “I want your hands on me. Your mouth on me. I want to make love to you again and again until there is nothing you crave more than being with me again. But I won’t take you, Reanna. You have to give yourself to me.”
Even as Reanna swayed and her body shivered beneath the pleasure of his touch, Reanna resisted. “I want to say yes, but . . .”
His mouth hovered above hers. “You’re beautiful. You’re brilliant. But my partner must be strong. She must know what she wants and be willing to risk whatever it takes to get it. That’s who I am, Reanna, and I will settle for nothing less from another. Are you that woman, Reanna?”
Partner? “This is crazy.”
“No, this is your chance to have everything you’ve always wanted. And it starts right here, with me. If you want me to go, tell me now. But if you want me to stay, you need to be brave enough to make your choice clear.”
Reanna searched his face again and made a decision. She went up onto her tiptoes and with one hand behind his neck pulled his mouth down onto hers. He moaned his approval and pulled her against him. She felt his erection press against her stomach and sighed with pleasure.
Thankfully, he didn’t give her time to question her impulsive decision. His tongue coaxed hers into a heady dance. He continued to hold her by the back of her head with one hand while his other moved behind and possessively kneaded her ass.
He lifted her and carried her up the stairs to her bedroom. Reanna buried her face in his chest all the way. She wanted him in a way that defied reason. She just didn’t want to be given time to second-guess her decision.
When they reached her bedroom, he put her back on her feet, freeing his hands to explore her body again. And they did. As he kissed her deeply, he ran his hands over every inch of her.
He cupped her sex, and Reanna held her breath. With confident expertise, he slid one finger between her folds and lightly circled her clit. He stroked it softly, then more firmly. His other hand came up between them and lightly pinched her hard nipple. Reanna gasped with pleasure. He kissed his way down her neck, over her shoulders, and to her other breast. His mouth brought tender warmth with the soft laving of his tongue. His hands were rougher, more demanding. He lifted her again, tossing her gently onto the center of the bed. “I don’t want to rush your first time, Reanna. Relax and let me show you how good it can be.”
In a haze of desire, Reanna did as he asked. She should have felt self-conscious, laid out like a feast before a man she hardly knew, but she had given in to the experience, given herself to him. She wanted to go where he wanted to take her that night.
He stepped out of his pants then joined her on the bed and began to caress her slowly, from head to foot. Everywhere his hands explored came to life beneath his touch. He took his time, appreciating every inch of her. His hands led, and his mouth followed until Reanna was humming with anticipation each time his fingers grazed a new area.
That mouth. Reanna hadn’t expected a man’s lips to feel as good as his did. Just when she thought it couldn’t get better, he caressed her in a different way. She didn’t want to think about how someone became as talented as he was. She didn’t want to think at all.
Self-consciousness fell away beneath his adoring attention. When he gently traced her nipple with a fingertip, Reanna shook with anticipation and unfettered desire. She didn’t feel like the socially awkward geek she had been since childhood. She was simply a woman, experiencing what it was like to be worshipped sexually by a man. It was freeing. She faced the unknown boldly, wholeheartedly. There in Xander’s arms, she felt invincible.
Several times Reanna’s eyes dropped to his cock, which waved at her like a ready sword when he moved. Kendra had shared the details of enough of her sexual exploits for Reanna to know nature had been generous to Xander. And to Reanna because, at least for one night, Xander was hers.
She couldn’t keep her hands off him. He was solidly muscular everywhere she could reach. And there was so much she wanted to touch. She took him tentatively in her hand and loved his audible indrawn breath and the way he momentarily closed his eyes with pleasure. She was enjoying how he f
illed her hand, how he throbbed with need for her.
She didn’t hide her disappointment when he removed her hand. He brought it to his lips, kissed it and said, “Not this time, Reanna. I’ll show you later how to please me, for now, just enjoy.”
Oh, yes.
He moved down the bed and positioned himself on his stomach between her legs. Reanna gripped the bed sheets on either side of her. He brought her knees up and spread her legs wider, exposing her most intimate parts to him.
His fingers once again began to circle and tease her clit. Reanna closed her eyes to savor the feeling. “What do you like, Reanna? This?” He rolled her clit between his thumb and finger, sending flames through her. He parted her folds and licked her excited nub. Reanna reached forward and grabbed one of his shoulders.
“I like that,” she said a rush.
He chuckled and continued his intimate assault. His tongue was hot, wet, and flicking back and forth until she was writhing with need for more. When he slid one finger within her and rolled it gently, she cried out in pleasure. He pumped his finger in and out gently, until she was wet and whimpering at the intensity of her excitement. A slow, unfamiliar heat spread through Reanna. She didn’t stop to question if that was her first climax. She wanted more than his tongue. More than his finger. She needed to feel him inside her.
As if he could hear her thoughts, he moved to position himself above her. He kissed her lips deeply, and her scent on him drove Reanna wild. The tip of his cock grazed the inside of one of her thighs, and Reanna shivered with excitement.
He mistook her response and whispered, “There may be some discomfort the first time. I will be as gentle as I can be.”
She nodded. She wanted to tell him to just do it. Now. She couldn’t wait anymore.
“Look at me, Reanna,” he commanded.
She raised her eyes to his.
He stroked the tip of his cock up and down her wet slit, grazing her clit each time. “Wrap your legs around me.”
She did.
He entered her slightly then withdrew. Reanna pulled his face down to hers again, welcoming his tongue inside her mouth as she spread her legs wider for him. He went deeper the second time, and deeper still with each stroke. Reanna began to move with him, matching his rhythm.
