Page 51 of Electric Blue Love
“Are you ready to give me something special?” he asked, and my eyes opened and moved to his in confusion.
Was that my cue to undress him? Before I could decide anything, his mouth joined his fingers and I cried out because damn that mouth and those fingers – it was like nothing I’d ever experienced. Granted, my experience was marked more byinexperience than anything else, but I was certain this moment would have been better regardless. Because Court and I weren’t just this. I felt his soul with every kiss and I’d all but gift wrapped my own as I prepared to give it to him.
His tongue worked in slow deep licks and his fingers pumped in and out faster and rougher. The contradiction had my world spinning. I laced my fingers through his hair, pulling at the thick tresses. I wanted him to stop and I didn’t. It was ecstasy and agony. He seemed to sense my hesitation and his fingers moved faster, his thumb moved to circle my clit.
“Come for me sweet girl,” he said and the way his breath whispered against the tender flesh was almost more erotic than the licking. And I did come.
Hard.
Explosive.
Electric.
“That was…” Herwords trailed off and I couldn’t help but laugh. Leave it to my 8B to need to fill the silence after an orgasm.
“Special,” I whispered in her ear before placing a kiss on her lips and standing. My cock strained against my pants and pleaded with me to bury myself in her.
I offered her a hand instead and she placed hers in it hesitantly. When she was standing in front of me, I smiled down at her mussed hair and flushed face. She wrapped an arm around herself and I knew the after-glow was fading and she was beginning to become self-conscious again.
“That wasn’t what I meant when I said you deserved something special.”
“I know,” I said as I tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “But don’t I get a say in what’s special to me?”
She didn’t respond, and I knew I needed to get out of the small room with her before I changed my mind and said or did something stupid.
“The bathroom is behind you if you want to freshen up, get dressed, or you could stay like this but fair warning I’ll probably just stare at your breasts all day if you choose to eat naked.”
“You’re – we’re…” She bit her lip and I saved her the trouble saying it aloud.
“We’ve got all day together, 8B. Let me feed you then we can go back out and explore the rest of the places on your list, whatever you want. Today is about you.”
She nodded, and I forced myself to leave the room.
The kitchen seemed lonely without her and I tried to go about cutting and preparing like I always did – by myself, but my eyes were constantly moving to the bedroom door where I waited for her to appear.
I had the potatoes and steak in the oven and I was re-filling the wine glasses when she showed. A tentative smile and rosy cheeks made her look like an angel. My angel.
“Smells delicious,” she said as I handed her a glass.
“Twenty minutes ‘til food.” With a tilt of my head, I motioned to the patio and we walked out the sliding door to the outdoor space.
“Oh, God,” she said, and I watched as she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. “It smells even better out here.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s an insult to my cooking.”
“I miss New York. Even the smell of it.”
Looking out over the balcony, I tried to imagine my life outside of New York. My job gave me the opportunity to travel all over the country, so it wasn’t like I thought New York was the end all be all, but she was right. New York was something special. Like her.
“You look good in New York. You’d look good anywhere, but you smile more in New York.”
She rested her elbows on the balcony and the sight of her, all innocence and sweetness against the backdrop of this tough city was breathtaking.
“Are you really going to give all this up to stay in Connecticut for another couple of years?” I stifled a groan instantly because I swore I wouldn’t go there.
Bianca had made her goal, Todd, very clear from the beginning. And if I were talking as her coach right now instead of a guy who couldn’t bear the thought of being a plane ride away from her, I’d be telling her staying was a good move for their relationship. Christ, was she in a relationship with Todd? I’d been careful to avoid any conversation that might lead to her talking about him, afraid it’d break the spell between us.
The look on her face told me I was right to keep it in and that I was a jackass for bringing it up now.
