Page 59 of The Seducer
Closing his hand around my wrist he kept my hand to his chest. “This is what a real man feels like, Athena. Hard, hairy, and sexy.” The mischief shone from his eyes and I laughed when he added, “Now that you’ve felt my naked chest, I think it’s only fair that you let me feel yours.”
“Nice try, Finn.”
“What are you afraid of, Athena? It’s not like you have a husband who would get jealous if you slept with me.”
“I’m not afraid of anything. I’m just not that interested in the mechanical parts of sex.” It wasn’t completely true, since I had wondered about what it would be like to have sex with him more than a few times.
“That’s right. You want aspiritual connection.” Finn angled his head. “So how about a compromise?”
I pulled back my hand. “What compromise would that be?”
“You give me half an hour to show you the mechanical part of sex and I’ll give you an hour to show me the spiritual part.”
Temptation burned in my chest.
“It’s a really fair deal with you getting double time compared to me,” Finn pointed out.
“Okay, but there can be no intercourse.”
“What? Are you kidding me?” Finn protested. “That’s like giving me permission to fly your drone as long as I don’t lift it from the ground. It makes no sense. Intercourseissex, Athena.”
“No intercourse!” I repeated, my voice jumping a little from the speed of my pumping heart. “You can touch my breasts and give me a kiss, but that’s it.”
Finn blinked a few times and then he nodded. “I’ll take it. Do you want me to turn out the nightlamp?” he asked with eager eyes.
“Why? Is that how it’s usually done?”
“Just forget I asked,” he said and bit his lower lip with a small frown.
I rubbed my arm, lowering my eyebrows. “You’ve done this before, right?”
“Uh-huh – you don’t have to worry, I’m a very skilled lover,” Finn assured me, but the uncertainty in his eyes told a different story.
For a second we stared at each other in awkward silence. “Do you want me to take off my shirt?” I asked, feeling nervous myself.
“Ehm, yes, that would be great.” He moved closer, and laid a stiff hand on my hip.
I pulled my white, soft shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor. When I turned my head to see Finn he was staring at my breasts with wide eyes. Nudity was a natural thing in the Motherlands, and I’d never been ashamed of my body. But the way he was transfixed on my breasts had me feeling self-aware.
Finn had already seen me naked that first night when he undressed me, so why was he staring like that? For my petite size, my breasts were a generous handful apiece but maybe he was so used to seeing sex-bots with large breasts that he was disappointed. I frowned a little, but on second look, Finn didn’t look disappointed.
“Can I?” he asked without taking his eyes off my breasts.
“Yes.” I nodded and watched as Finn got up on his knees and used both hands to touch me – at first with great care, as if they were tender and he was afraid of hurting me. When I didn’t complain, his touch grew in intensity. He leaned down to plant kisses on my skin, and moved on to lick and suckle on my nipples.
Nerve endings that I hadn’t been aware of before were setting off reactions in my body that were unfamiliar to me. I had heard of erogenous zones, but was confused that I could feel my panties getting wet, when Finn hadn’t even touched me down there. A tingly and happy feeling spread in my body. I recognized it from the time Finn and I had bonded through meditation, and from when I saw him play with the twins. Arching my spine a little, I stopped myself when a strong impulse made me want to spread my legs for him.
“Finn,” I whispered. “When I said that you could kiss me, I didn’t mean my breasts. I meant my lips.”
As if I had threatened to take away his new toys, Finn planted his hands firmly on my breasts, and looked up at me. “You don’t like it when I play with your tits?” he asked.
I shrugged, unwilling to let him know that I liked it very much.
Leaning back on his haunches, Finn ran a hand through his hair. “All right. So how do you want to do the kissing? Do you want to sit up or can I lie down on top of you?”
“For a skilled lover, you seem a bit unsure,” I pointed out and softened my criticism with a smile.
Finn frowned and with a decisive movement, he pushed my knees apart and lay down on top of me.
