Page 54 of Without Bound
“You have no idea.” I reach my door and burst in like a fire is chasing me.
The room is dark and I flip the switch nearest the door to illuminate the space. My steps are heavy and echo over the hardwood floors as I hurry towards my bed. I slide Anais gently down my body, every inch of her touching every inch of me, until her feet are firmly on the ground.
Her big round eyes stare up at me, wild with anticipation. I run the back of my fingers across her soft skin, her eyes closing as she leans into me. My mouth aches to taste her. Her neck, her lips, her skin. Every inch of flesh that I can lay my mouth on.
“Are you sure you want this?” I ask her, praying to God she doesn’t say no because at this moment, I may die if she does.
“I’m positive.” Her voice is confident and sure and leaves me no room to question her true feelings.
I urge her to sit back on the mattress, but end up scooping her up and plopping her down after she struggles to easily sit on the tall bed.
I pat my thigh and point at her foot. Her white sneaker covered foot lands softly, and I slowly untie it. I slip it off along with the sock, then move to repeat it on the other foot.
“I bet if you go a little slower, I may turn one year older by the time I’m fully undressed.” She bites back her smirk and I pinch her side.
“Little brat. I can move faster, but I didn’t think you’d like me ripping your clothing to shreds,” I challenged.
Her small smile falters, then she says, “Rip it off. All of it.”
I swing into motion, tearing her clothes off without literally ripping them, until she’s left in soft pink lace. She leans back on her elbows and brings her knees up as if she’s hiding behind them.
I know better by now that my little butterfly is a tease. I’ll let her play for a bit, let her have her fun, but I’ll say when enough is enough.
She rubs her legs against each other, beckoning me to caress her smooth skin, and my fingers twitch to do just that. Two can play this game and I can give as good as I get.
I reach behind my neck and pull my shirt off, balling it up and throwing it to the corner of my room. My belt whips through the air with a crack when I pull it with one hand and toe off my boots. I flip the button open, her eyes watching every flick of my fingers as they move.
My jeans hit the floor and I step out, leaving me in just my boxer briefs and a fucking hard-on that has a mind of its own. I hear Anais’ breath stutter as if her lungs can’t fit in all the air she’s inhaling.
I rest my fists on the mattress and move closer before remembering a condom. I reach over, stretching as far as I can like my old catching days, and grab a row. I toss them on the bed and look back at Anais whose body is quivering.
“Anais. I need you to be honest with me.” She swallows and nods her head. “Are you a virgin?”
“No. I’ve…I’ve done it before,” she whispers and I feel my blood pressure rise, my ears burning hot with anger.
“I’m not going to think about that right now otherwise I’m likelyto track down the fucker and squeeze the life out of him. I just wanted to know how careful I need to be.”
“I, uh, only did it once so…” her words trail off as her eyes turn in embarrassment.
I take her chin between my thumb and forefinger and lift her face to meet my gaze.
“Look at me, baby girl. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, but I am glad you told me because now I know to take my time with you.”
“No. It’s okay. You don’t ha–”
“Baby girl. You’re going to want me to go slow. We don’t want to rush this. As badly as I’d like to ravage you right now, we’ll save that for another time. But tonight we’ll take our time.” I lean down and place a gentle kiss on her lips and her body immediately relaxes, her arms and legs circling me and tugging me closer.
My body reacts, poking at her, and she rolls her hips.
“Let’s get you ready, first.” Her eyes fly open, shining under the light, and she bites her lip.
“Can you turn off the lights?” she asks.
“Fuck. No. There’s no way in hell I’m going to miss one second of seeing this gorgeous body or what your beautiful face looks like when you come. Lights stay on, baby girl.”
I push back, standing to my feet, and take her hands in mine and pull her to sit. She stares up at me as I reach behind her and undo the clasp of her pink bra. It pops open and turns slack. I slowly guide the straps down until I have freed her arms and toss it onto the floor behind me. Silently I take the same care with her underwear, carefully removing them and throwing them aside, leaving her naked in front of me.
“Jesus Christ,” I grit between my teeth.
