Nefertiti Nights

Chapter 7

Bea took a deep breath as the door closed behind them, suddenly nervous.

“Jonathan, I…” She began.

She didn’t get far before his lips were on hers again and she felt that same electricity flow through her. She kissed him back and snaked her hands up around his neck. His hands were cupping her ass and she felt him grip it hard. A moan escaped her lips.

He broke away from their kiss and looked at her intensely.

“Are you sure you want this, Bea?” He asked. His arousal was obvious through his trousers and she closed her eyes to silence the anxiety in her mind.

“I do,” she said with confidence. “But… I need to tell you something.”

He took her hand and led her to the bed. He sat down and pulled her down to sit beside him.

“If this is too soon, Bea, I understand. There is no pressure here. I find you absolutely beautiful. I am enjoying getting to know you and, yes, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to take you right here and now. But - and this is important - I want you to be comfortable above anything.”

Bea leant forward and her hair covered her face.

“Jonathan, I want to be here. With you. I want to do this. I just… I need to tell you something important. It might change your mind and I understand if it does. I’m so sorry if it seems like I have led you on or….” She started to ramble and the emotion was evident in her voice.

“Beatrice… Talk to me. I’m here. What is it?”

She hunched her shoulders in a bid to make herself smaller as she said in a quiet voice, “I’ve never… you know… all the way… before. I’ve done things to lead up to that but not done… that.”

She felt her hair tuck behind her ear and he lifted her face to look at him. She had tears in her eyes that were threatening to fall and the concern on his face was visible.

“I know,” she said quietly, trying to look away. “I’ve ruined it. I’m sorry.”

“Bea, can you look at me for a moment?” Jonathan asked, quietly.

She looked up and he was looking at her.
“I’m going to ask you again - is this what you want?”

“Yes.” She said, the waiver in her voice gone.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” She nodded, surprised that she really did.

“Do you believe that if we started anything and you changed your mind, that I would stop?”

“Yes.”

He smiled that dazzling smile at her again and she felt a small smile start to form on her face.

He leant in close to her and pressed his lips gently to hers.

“We do this at your pace. Now, where were we?”

Their lips met again and Bea could feel her need for him humming through her body. She pressed harder against his lips and pushed her tongue into his mouth to find his. As their tongues danced together, she sucked at his and heard a low moan escape from him. His hands were back on her body and she knew she wanted to feel his skin on hers.

Her hands moved to unbutton his shirt and he let her, shrugging it off as she pushed it over his shoulders. Her hands explored the abs she had admired by the poolside and she mentally thanked her lucky stars that he seemed interested in her.

They moved to lying on the bed without taking their lips off each other. His hands moved to the back of her dress and he pulled the zip down slowly. She shivered at the light touch of his fingers on her skin. She lifted her body off the bed slightly to help him pull the dress down and soon she was left in just her bralet and panties.