The Scent of You

Chapter 9

Pov Wanda

The tension in the car could be cut with a knife. It's not the uncomfortable tension, it's pure sexual tension.
I was tempted to have my hand on her leg during the ride but I'm not sure how safe that would have been with my thoughts being anywhere but the road. Instead, I opted for holding her hand. One hand of mine is on the steering wheel, the other holding hers over the gear shift. We don't talk much but I can tell she is anticipating whatever happens when we get home.

The moment I park the car, she jumps out and nearly runs towards the house. I smirk and follow her in a slow-ish pace.

"A little impatient, are we?" I tease and unlock the door.

"I just like my dessert right after dinner." She shoots back with a grin. Very well, she'll get what she wants then.

I push the door open and let her walk in first. The good thing about owning a house is definitely that you can be as loud as you want, the neighbors won't hear you. In our case that means, I can make her moan and scream without having to worry about anyone hearing us and especially not disturbing us.

With my back against the door, I close it and watch her turn back around to me. The dress still looks amazing on her but I want it on the ground like right now. It has been taunting me the whole night, promising me something I couldn't have right away.

And the slits on the sides, damn!
I wish I could have slipped my hand underneath the skirt and watch her blush while trying to keep quiet while I finger her. But that's not how I want our first time to go.

"I think it's time to get out of this dress, it's getting a little uncomfortable." Y/n states, her eyes never leaving mine. There's a boldness in her eyes that I for once am happy about. This time it's not used to be a brat but instead of giving me what I want, so no complaints from me.

"I won't stop you." I smirk and keep looking at her.

Our eye contact never breaks as she pushes the straps of the dress down her arms. I almost expect the dress to fall down and pool around her hips or feet but it doesn't, it just slips down a little more, exposing more of her breasts.

"Do you mind?" She asks and turns around, showing me the zipper.

I approach her and place one hand on her shoulder while slowly pulling the zipper down. My lips find her neck and I place soft kisses on her shoulder while undressing her slowly. I make sure that my fingernails lightly scratch over her skin, so she feels every inch that I reveal.

"Let's take this upstairs, shall we?" I husk and softly bite into her shoulder. She sighs and nods, at a loss for words.

The dress is opened enough to fall down and with every step we take towards the stairs, it slips down further. I feel a growl at the back of my throat when I get the first glance at her breasts. They are perfect with the nipples already standing up a bit.
My fingers twitch, wanting to take them and twist and pull on them until y/n whimpers for more.
But instead of doing so, I concentrate on getting us upstairs, my lips never leaving her body.

"Go on, I'm gonna hang up my jacket." I tell her and place one last kiss on the back of her shoulder. She turns her head to me, her eyes wide and dark.

"The first door to the right." I tell her and watch as she slowly walks up the stairs. I bite my lip at the sight of her just wearing a thong. Fuck! She really knows how to play.

My eyes stay on her as I remove my jacket with a flick of my wrist, following her instantly. I was planning on making her wait a little more but seeing her nearly naked ruined my patience for that.