“Alright,” I said slowly, folding my arms over my chest. I didn’t know what to do now. I knew there was no way I would be getting myself out of this dress - but I also knew I had to change. I couldn’t exactly board a flight in a wedding dress, not to mention the fact that if I did, the flight would be punishingly painful.
I shifted on the balls of my feet before kicking off my heels. Oh, that felt so good. I moaned and Calix’s eyes widened as a cocky grin quirked the corner of his lips.
“Feet hurt?” He asked huskily.
“Oh,” I nodded. “You have no idea.”
He smiled. “Come here, Nova.” My heart raced as I closed the space between us. His eyes roamed over my body and he sighed. “I should have allowed more time between leaving the party and having to leave the house. I could stare at you in this dress forever.”
I blushed. “I like the dress, but I’d really like to get out of it now.”
“You would?” He raised a brow.
I nodded. “Yes.”
“Turn around.”
I did as he commanded, feeling his hands move over the smooth skin of my back. His knuckles trailed down the length of my spine, before he leaned in to kiss the back of my neck. My breath caught and I held my body tight against the heat that poured through my bloodstream.
His breathy words affected me - making my skin tingle. “You’re so beautiful.” I felt his hands at the base of my dress, pulling open the delicate buttons over my rear, exposing more of me to him. With the dress open, I felt Calix’s hands move to my shoulders where they dipped beneath the lace of my arms, to remove the dress from my body entirely. When the white material pooled on the floor, I stepped from the dress wearing only my white lace panties.
Turning around to face him, I saw his eyes were hot. I had never in my life felt so beautiful. Every time I had this thought, Calix somehow worked to best it. And he never failed. The way his eyes roamed over me so warmly, with a desire so thick I felt it in the air, was fantastical.
“I want to touch you.” He said gruffly as he shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his pants. This confused me. If he wanted to touch me, why wasn’t he touching me?
“Why,” I stuttered, blushing hotly as I tried to control the nervous sounds of my breathing. “Why aren’t you?”
His eyes flashed. “If I touch you now, I won’t be able to stop myself from taking you, Nova. And I don’t want to take you yet.”
“Oh,” My voice was small.
“When I take you,” He stepped closer to me and my breathing came in so hard and fast, I was practically panting. “I want to take you slow. I want to have all night, not the lesser half of an hour.”
Again, I said. “Oh.”
The corner of his lip lifted and I noted the absence of reprimand for my reply. “Go change, love.”
“What should I wear?”
“Whatever you want.” His eyes on my face were warm.
“But,”
“Love,” Calix stopped me. “We have nearly twenty-four hours of traveling ahead of us.” I felt my eyes grow unbearably wide. “Wear something you’re comfortable in.”
“Kay,” I squeaked.
Then, I turned on shaking knees to walk to the bathroom. I stood in the closet for almost five minutes, just staring at the mass of clothing hanging from the hangers. I was still in only my white lace panties, feeling a little shell-shocked, I think, as I thought of the twenty-four hours ahead of us - and then the month ahead of that.
So many things would change in this month. I knew, that when we returned, I wouldn’t be the same girl I am now. I wouldn’t be a girl anymore - I’d be a woman. I knew this deep in the marrow of my bones. Calix planned to make love to me - or fuck me - or whatever he called it. He had told me this repeatedly, and I’d even asked him to do it. I knew that when we were alone, and he had all night, he’d do the deed. And then I would be changed. But now that I was thinking of this, chewing over it in my mind, I couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated about the time in my near future that I would face.
I have twenty-four hours of travel time where people will surround us, I reminded myself. I have twenty-four hours of travel time where I could mull over this, find a way to not only accept it, but also feel good about it, and I would be fine. I could do this. This would be good.
Crap, I was losing my mind.
“Nova.” Calix spoke my name from behind me and I whirled around, covering my breasts with my hands. At this, his eyes narrowed and he took a step forward. “Shy again, love?”
I shook my head. “I,” my eyes blinked. “Calix, I feel,” I paused and he took another step forward.