Initiate Me(11)

“Oh, yes...but...”

“But what? Tell me.”

“I-I...don’t know. It feels so good, but I want...more. I don’t know what more is, though; you’ll need to show me.” Her hands clamped on to my shoulders to steady herself. She was so aroused she could barely speak. And I was loving it.

I thrust my fingers deeper and swept my thumb across her clit. “Angel, is this what you want? Is this what you meant when you said you wanted more?”

“Mmm...Oh. Yes, please, like that.”

I latched on to her right nipple, sucking strongly, twisting my fingers inside her and increasing the friction on her clit. My cock was hard as a baseball bat, and I was tempted to grind it into her hip. All I wanted was to make her come and witness her soft moans of pleasure.

Her legs shook against me and she moaned. I softly bit down on her nipple and she lost it. Fuck, I loved it when a woman came like that. Her clit throbbed beneath my thumb, and she squeezed her legs together trying to shove my fingers deeper into her channel. Her nails dug into the back of my neck as she urged my head closer.

Mia coming like that on my fingers was one of the hottest things I’d ever experienced. I had completely forgotten I’d asked her to keep her hands by her sides. I couldn’t fucking believe I was the first man to touch her like that.

I waited until she caught her breath before I removed my hand from between her legs. She looked at me from beneath her lowered lids, smiling shyly. “Wow, that was amazing. When can we do it again?”

I pinned her arms by her sides and kissed her for several long minutes. “Angel, come home with me tonight. I promise I’ll make you scream some more.”

She was a virgin. And all mine.

***

MIA

My stomach dropped. This is what I wanted, wasn’t it? After all those years of lusting after Zane, the time has finally come. We are going to make love. So why am I shaking? Why am I having second thoughts? Milan is going to kill me if I back out. But I’m questioning if he really wants me for me and not because I propositioned him? I looked up and stared into his eyes as he waited for my answer.

“I can’t.”

“I thought you wanted—”

“I do want this, and I want you. I’m not playing hard to get; honestly, I’m not. I’ve been planning this for a while now, Zane, and I don’t want to be a virgin any longer.

“So why then are you saying you can’t? If you recall, it was you who propositioned me, not the other way around,” he scoffed, crossing his arms over that delicious chest. “Remember you said you wanted me, you asked me to teach you all I know about sex. And now you are backing out. Well, I’ve got news for you, angel – I won’t let you.”

I shied away from him a little as I tried to re-adjust my clothes, zipping my dress back up. I wanted him to acknowledge that he wanted me, not what he thought needed to happen. I snuck in closer to him, resting my hand on his crossed arms.

I drew a finger along his skin and in a quiet voice, I asked, “Have you ever dreamed about me, Zane? Have you ever thought about taking me in your arms and kissing me? Touching me? Because I dream about you all the time. You, in my bed, making me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about your fantasies before this? Why come on to me now, at your brother’s wedding, for fuck’s sake, and then back out?” He jerked away from me in anger.

My stomach lurched. I’d gone and pissed him off; he didn’t even want me to touch him. Rage flashed before my eyes. He was the most hard-headed, frustrating man I had ever met. Well, apart from a couple of my brothers. I didn’t want to lose what I had worked hard for all night, so I crowded against his body.

“I never knew how to tell you.” I pleaded into his eyes. “You have only ever seen me as Max’s pain-in-the-arse little sister. It wasn’t until I came on to you tonight that you saw me as a woman and finally noticed I grew up.”

“Oh, I noticed before, angel; don’t worry.”

“If that is the case, I want to know why you haven’t acted on the attraction between us before now. Why have you put on the brakes all these years if it was what you really wanted all along?”

Zane grabbed me by my shoulders and manoeuvred me away from him. He paced back and forth, his hands dragging through his hair in frustration, swear words floating in the air.

“I’m going to be honest here, Mia.” He turned toward me; his face was drawn, as if he’d shut off his heart.

“Okay, good, that’s what I want—honesty.”

His voice was gravelly and deep as he spoke, “I thought you were drunk tonight and playing a game, and I went along with it, thinking you’d back out. The issue here is you are too young for me. I like my women a lot older. But then you followed me out here and, Lord, I couldn’t think straight when you started touching me.”