An Unexpected Proposal

Chapter 7 Part 3

Andreas held onto Abigail's hand, feeling its warmth and fragility. It seemed to tremble slightly and he knew he would have to be very careful with this woman, this amazing woman he'd found. He never expected to find someone like her. Because, despite her career success, and what she did for a living, he knew there was a real vulnerability and sincerity to her that he'd rarely found elsewhere.

He took her to the bedroom and threw open the double doors. Pulling her in gently towards the bed, he stopped and looked down at her again.

"You sure about this, Abigail?" he asked. "I don't want you to feel any pressure – or have any regrets in the morning."

As he stood she turned to face him, her blue eyes were iridescent and flecked with a small touch of hazel. He could see they were glittering and her cheeks were flushed. His desire was stronger than it had ever been and for the first time with a woman Andreas got the sense of feeling completely unmoored with nothing to cling to. She could easily be his undoing, but he couldn't walk away from her.

He reached around and fumbled for the zipper at the back of her dress, his fingers disconcertingly clumsy all of a sudden. As he slid it down, his thumb knuckle grazing against the soft skin of her back, Abigail shivered and gasped slightly, making him smile. His male pride that the simplest of touches from him could elicit such a reaction in her had him skyrocketing. He couldn't wait to take her fully and watch how she would respond to him.

He slowly pulled down the dress Abigail was wearing and with the zipper down it had loosened completely and slid down her curvaceous body, exposing her beautiful breasts. The fact she wasn't wearing a bra all evening hadn't been lost on him and served to fire his blood right from the outset.

Her full breasts now exposed to his gaze, the blood rushed even harder to his penis, engorging it to the point of pain. He slid down her panties and they pooled at her feet as Andreas moved her closer to the bed. He wanted to drag her body close to his and crush it against him, but she pulled back slightly and put her hands on his chest. His entire being rejected her pullback but he stood still waiting for her next move.

To his utter relief, Abigail wasn't pulling back from him. She slowly began sliding her hands across his chest then brought them to his shirt slowly undoing the buttons one by one. The she moved her hands under his shirt and his sense of control was severely tested as her bare hands slowly slid across his flesh brining the shirt over his shoulders and all the way down.

Then her beautiful hands slid down to his pants and she deftly undid his belt even though he could see her small hands shaking slightly. It was so endearing to watch. He waited till she was done then she looked up at him, her eyes filled with the same desire that coursed through him. He lifted his hands to touch her but once again she pushed them down gently, her hands over his. Then she moved her body and stood behind him, his curiosity peaked at once.

He waited in anticipation to see what she would do. Then he felt the warmth of her hands on his back. She was caressing him slowly, exploring him slowly. As she moved closer to slide her hands up and over his shoulders, the tips of her nipples pressed against his back and he groaned out loud, stunned that such a simple gesture could elicit such erotic sensations within him.

Abigail then moved herself around his left side, coming next to him. Andreas turned his head to look at her. She was a vision. All woman. All his. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him, reaching up with one hand and rubbing his thumb across her tight nipples. She breathed in sharply and he dropped his head taking her mouth in a searing kiss. Andreas couldn't hold on much longer. He had to be inside her. Had to make her his. Right then and there.