Page 32 of Trace's Passion
Chapter 9
Emery
After Trace stopped kissing her and almost making her cum just from her writhing in his lap with her brushing against his hard cock, he had stopped it.
And she wanted to pout. Her body was on fire and she knew he was the only one to put it out.
“We really had to stop though? I was so close. I know you are just doing what you feel is best and respecting me. I just ache.”
His eyes went hot, and he bit his lip and clenched his fists hard, the knuckles going white as if he wanted to grab her and not let go.
She felt her body respond even more, her panties going from wet to soaked.
It made a whimper fall from her lips and Trace physically jerked.
He growled out, “I am trying my best to be a gentleman here Em, and not ravaging you on this blanket for our first time.”
She rubbed her thighs together, “I never asked you to be a gentleman Trace. I just told you I don’t put out. I got the wrong idea at first, but I knew you wouldn’t treat me that way. It isn’t who you are and I shouldn’t have assumed. I'm quickly changing my mind for the man who I know is mine.”
Trace shut his eyes, and his sculpted chest heaved, his abs showing in stark relief as he did.
“Sunshine, I know you didn’t mean to assume, and I don’t want to push us. Go too fast. We have all the time in the world. But I am telling you right now, if I get my mouth on you again, I can’t guarantee I will be able to stop again.”
“But it aches. I need you.”
His eyes opened wide and he slammed them shut again and she could see his lips move as if he was praying or talking to himself.
“I don’t want you to have any regrets about us. Ever. I don’t want you to think I pushed you into something you aren’t ready for.”
She crawled closer to him and touched his leg, making him jump and open his eyes again, the green depths full of heat, and hunger.
“I know you aren’t the man to take advantage of me. That isn’t who you are. And while I said that I don’t put out, I was assuming about you and that isn’t right. I shouldn’t have done that. I know you Trace. Know that you aren’t the man to be that way. I know in my heart you are different. Have been from the start. I know you're meant for me, like I'm meant for you. That you will be as much mine as I am yours, and because of that knowledge, I want nothing more than to actually be yours.”
He studied her face for a second and pulled her to him again, kissing her.
“I knew you were mine from the start also. That no woman out there could ever hold a candle to who you were. It was a big reason I never dated. I knew you were out there. And I would have waited an eternity for you.”
She cupped his face in her hands, “I know you would have. But you don’t have to. Being here, in this place of yours that has been your solace is the most perfect place I could ever imagine for our first time. And it is where I am glad we will become one. Because of the importance to you. And how important it is to me as well. Make me yours Trace.”
She whispered the last part and Trace took her mouth in a deep kiss, pulling her close to his body.
Her legs went around his waist of their own volition and he took them to the blanket, with his large body over hers.
She pushed his shirt from his muscled arms, and he ripped it away, landing somewhere far off from where they lay.
He kissed down her jaw, with slow open-mouthed kisses that made her arch under him and move her neck to the side to let him have more of her.
When he reached her chest again and nuzzled her breasts over her dress, she let out a whimper.
Her nipples were so sensitive in her strapless bra and they rubbed against the lace of the fabric and making her wish it was gone.
He reached under her, and she sat up on her elbows and let him pull the zipper down her back.
He turned her softly as he got stuck and kissed the skin of her back softly, with those drugging open mouthed kisses again.
She was whimpering into the blanket until he pushed the straps down her arms, and she stood to push the dress off and pull her sandals off as well.
When she stood before him in just panties and her bra, he got on his knees and pulled the cups of her bra down, sucking one nipple into his mouth and kneaded the other breast in his hand, pinching the nipple softly.
