Page 41 of Little Wing
“Come, Silas,” she finally beckoned me, and I wasted no time walking down the hall. The lights were still off in the room, but I could see Lotus’s body outlined beside a bed as the soft scratches of a vinyl on a record player teased my ears. Just moments ago she was moaning my name and now she stood rigid. Did something happen between her coming on my tongue and her walk to what I assumed was her bedroom?
I noticed the small table lamp on the nightstand and moved past her to turn the light on, but before I could tug on the string, Lotus gripped my wrist tightly.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, my tone pleading for how I could help her.
“Please, just wait.”
As I gripped Silas’s wrist, I watched him ease back to stand before me. We couldn’t see each other clearly, but I could smell him. His scent, his desire—still so inviting. But what I wanted to happen next would be something I hadn’t done in a very long time. Yes, I slept with humans before, but it was never like this. Never this intimate.
“Can we please leave them off for now?” I whispered, my voice fighting not to break. “I want to make you feel just as good as you made me feel back there. Because this is—”
“I understand.”
Even though he could not see me clearly, I looked up at him, startled at the understanding laced in his words. He could have pried. He could have left and called me a prude or something. But Silas just stood before me with his hand over mine.
“If you don’t want to do this right now, I wouldn’t be mad. We’re communicating here, right?” He reached out cautiously to cup my chin in his hand. “None of this is happening unless both of us want it.”
“I was so afraid to see you today without mymakeup.”
He sighed and moved his hand from under my chin to my cheek, the tender gesture beckoning a quiet whimper from me. “You’re beautiful.”
“It’s been a very long time since anyone has seen me like this.” I took a moment to exhale softly. My body was shaking perhaps in anticipation and maybe a bit of fear. What we were about to do was beyond anything I ever expected when I first saw him. And now? My heart yearned to be in his possession, even as my brain argued against it.
“We can take our time,” Silas assured me, his thumb continuing to stroke my face delicately. The soothing rhythm of it tempted me to just let go, to give into him completely.
“The makeup is one thing, but…” I bit down on my lip as I watched him, surveying his body language as best as I could with the lack of light. Even without the light, I could feel his eyes on me. I had all of his attention. “I want you to see all of me, Silas, and you will, but for now can you feel me?” I asked, guiding one of his hands to my breast. Even with the thin fabric between us, my skin erupted in goosebumps in response to his touch.
I wondered if he could feel my heart beating against his hand. Could he feel how much I wanted this with him?
“Okay,” I muttered, convincing myself to step back and out of his grasp. I reached behind my neck to undo the clasp on my dress and lower the zipper that kept it fitted to my body. With one last tug, I pulled the straps down and allowed for the dress to pool at my feet. I stood still and waited until I felt his shuddering breath hit my collarbone. Then, he moved. The rustling of pants and other clothing remained the only sound between us.
I couldn’t believe how nervous I was. This man just devoured me like I was a Michelin star meal on my kitchen counter, damn it! I hadto pull it together if I was going to do this. I wanted this. I wanted this moment, this feeling, this release with him more than anything I ever wanted since moving to Fairhaven.
When the rustling stopped, I knew there was nothing between us. No article of clothing. No makeup. Just bare skin and the gentle sound of music coming from the other side of the room.
I shifted my weight from one foot to the other. My breath caught when I finally felt Silas stir. His breath against my naked skin was deep and chilling even as he closed his hands around my wrists. His touch was gentle, migrating up my arms and to my shoulders. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be touched that way.
“May I kiss you?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whimpered.
Silas didn’t move to devour me. The first touch of his lips against mine had my body relaxing into the sensation of not only longing but safety. I felt safe with him. A feeling I didn’t think I’d recognize anymore in the touch of another. When he sensed my permission, our hunger grew steadily together till I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself flush against him. Skin against skin, Silas allowed his hands to roam around my body, stopping only for a second when he felt the raised scars on my back. Instead of stopping, he continued running gentle caresses over them as our kisses intensified. I parted my lips in invitation for his tongue to join mine in deepening what was brewing between us.
When I finally let out a moan, I moved one arm from around his neck to rub down his chest. I felt the outline of his pecs and the coarse hair on his chest that guided me down his torso to the defined V at his hips. The pleased groan from Silas’s mouth against mine had me smiling against his lips.
“Oh, fuck,” he cursed and chuckled quietly.
My hand gently grasped his hard length that twitched at first contact.Oh.. Oh my.He was big. I loved the way he felt in my hand. I loved the way he groaned as I moved along his shaft. His soft sounds fed my desire when I swirled my thumb around the beaded moisture at the tip. I felt him thrust slowly into my grip and another moan left his mouth, a sound that was so sweet that I wanted to hear it on repeat. He tangled his hand in my hair and planted his lips firmly back on mine. This time, the way he moved was claiming. He devoured me, pulling me deeper into the moment that I was needing to get lost in.
I pulled away, already missing the way he tasted, but I wanted more. I wanted more than just standing beside my bed.
“Are you okay?” he asked, slowly moving his hands out of my hair and over my breasts. Soft deliberate caresses over my pebbled flesh made it incredibly difficult to concentrate on my racing thoughts.
All I knew was that I needed him. I needed him in a way that went beyond soft kisses. I needed him inside me.
“Can we lay down now?” I asked, breathlessly. Silas wasted no time in moving his hands to my hips to usher me onto the bed.
No one else had previously occupied my bed, but tonight, I welcomed Silas with the intention of letting him have all of me.
