Inviting Chris to my house was a bad decision. The adrenaline rush inside of me made me feel anxious hoping I could control it. Unsure of my next move, I took a deep breath and pulled out two wine glasses.
Suddenly, Chris's one-time rule didn't seem so silly. I was afraid of having another male relationship and unable to control my obsessive behavior. However, if it were only one time, there was no chance of developing into a relationship.
The air was thick as I stepped outside to join Chris. His jacket hung on the back of the chair as if provoking a striptease. I contemplated my options as I watched him staring into the evening sky. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his hands were shoved into his front pocket. His thoughts appeared to be far away, and I wondered if he regretted our date.
"Chris, we can't be friends anymore," I blurted, unsure how to seduce him after my rejected kiss at the restaurant.
"What? "He turned towards me with a confused look. "I'm sorry if I've been distant, but ..."
I interrupted his sentence knowing I needed to say it quickly before I changed my mind. Stuttering, I tried to correct what I intended to say. "I want more. I want to kiss you even if it means having sex with your stupid one-time rule."
He laughed as if it were a joke but stopped once he saw I was serious. Slowly, he walked towards me. My feet were unable to move as he touched my cheek and looked deeply into my eyes.
He sighed and murmured my name before his lips touched mine. It was tender and gentle; if asking permission. I accepted the encouragement more and deepened the kiss with my tongue.I caught my breath and placed my hand on his shoulder to look at him. It was too late to change my mind as I reached for his hand and silently, lead him upstairs to my bedroom.
The moonlight streamed into the lone window as if providing a spotlight on the bed. Slowly, I unbuttoned his shirt and brushed it off his shoulders, focusing on the blue eyes staring at me to find the courage to continue.
My heart pounded inside my chest as he reached behind my waist, slowly unhooking the clasp on my dress, and letting it fall to the floor. He smiled as he gazed over my body, dressed in a bra, panties, and heels. My body anticipated the next move, just as in my dreams. He brushed the hair from my face and kissed me tenderly, backing me towards the bed while he unhooked my bra. Soft lips caressed my breasts as if they had done so thousands of times before. I touched the top of his head as he proceeded down my belly; lingering on the inside of my thigh.
Seductively, he removed a shoe and softly slid my toes into his mouth. I closed my eyes, savoring the heat building between my legs, as the other shoe hit the floor. Slowly his mouth inched up my leg, and his thumb slid inside my lace panties, stripping them from me. I opened my eyes to find his face directly above mine. He stared into my eyes, making me feel vulnerable and open as if looking into my soul. I gasped at the touch of his hand between my legs, and my body started to quiver.
"You are so beautiful," he whispered into my ear.
My hand slid down his chest and I felt a shiver throughout his body. I smiled, feeling his excitement, and began to unbutton his pants.
"I didn't expect this tonight," he whispered, grabbing my wrist.
"This is completely unexpected from me also," I grinned continuing to remove his pants.
"I didn't bring a condom," he stated sternly, pulling away from me.
"You don't need one. I'm on birth control."He rolled unto his back beside me. "It's another silly rule I have."
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RomanceEverything in life evens out. The good with the bad, the rich with the poor, the happy with the sad. It's common to look for the secret to life, and disappointing to find there is none. Obsession dominates Lexie, socially destroying her reputation...