Page 46 of Until Now
“You look so fucking cute in that getup. I’m going to call it sex and tennis shoes. Only you could make it look like you’re being photographed for a fashion magazine.”
My fingers do my talking. They slide over his torso and arms, feeling each muscle, abs, and biceps. Before I unbutton his shirt, I linger lower. Right on his cock. It strains against the zipper, fighting to be set free. Maxen’s jaw tightens in lust, but he doesn’t ask me to unzip him. He just enjoys the journey.
So, I take my hands away and instead unhook my bra. It falls to the ground, but his eyes don’t leave my breasts. My nipples. Then he slips his hand inside my panties. Oh, God. Those fingers parting my lips and playing with my clit. I lean my head back and feel. Feel.
Suddenly I’m in his arms, picked up and carried to the wide chaise. He lays me against the soft pillows and, without rushing, takes off my shoes and panties. When he looks at my body, I feel like I have never been seen in the same way. He loves me. All of me.
Then he removes his own clothes at the same pace. Watching him unbutton and unzip is my favorite pastime. He kicks off his shoes and places his shirt under my dress at the bottom of a nearby tree. Now there are only pants hiding his nakedness. Come on, baby. Please lose them.
As if he heard my silent plea, the pants go next. He steps out of them and out of the black boxer briefs he looks so good wearing. In the future, I hope he will consider walking around our home with just those on.Dominique!What home? What future?
I’m brought back to the perfect present when he climbs on the chaise and wraps himself around me. For a minute, we just stay silent. It feels heavenly knowing love has joined us tonight. We have become something new. It feels different. Something holy has risen in the starry night.
And when Maxen begins to touch me, kiss me, taste me, I become his true lover. And he mine.
