One Regret(6)

William held the ice between his lips and traced a path from one nipple to the other. I could feel it melting against my hot body, leaving a trail of moisture behind. While his mouth continued its icy assault, his hands slipped down my sides and along the waistband of my jeans. His deft fingers had them unbuttoned, unzipped and around my ankles within seconds. He moved slower removing my panties, sliding them down with his hands flush against my skin.

As he stepped back to admire his work, a soft smile played on his lips and I felt a flush creep across my cheeks. This certainly wasn’t the first time I had been naked in front of him, but never had he spent this much time staring at my body, especially without making a move to touch me.

“Are you done?” I asked, a little miffed.

“Not even close.” His smile grew. “But it’s your turn now.”

At last. I tried to be as patient as William, but it was a struggle. His deliberate removal of my clothes had been completely erotic. I didn’t just want to undress him, I wanted to attack him. But I took a deep breath and steadied my hands. Taking a different approach than William, I pulled his t-shirt off in one fluid movement. His bare chest was before me and I placed both hands on it, enjoying the feeling of his heart racing against my palms. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one all worked up.

I struggled with the button on William’s jeans and he let out a low laugh as I cursed. “It’s not my fault,” I complained. “You’ve got a lot more going on down here than I do.”

“Less talking, more undressing.” William kissed me long and sweet. I went back to work and had no trouble finishing the job. Only one piece of clothing was keeping us apart.

“We should seriously consider wearing less clothes,” I said, letting the tips of my fingers dance over the exposed skin just above his boxer briefs. I slipped my fingers inside and began to inch the fabric down.

“I’m in if you are,” William said, his breath catching in his throat as my lips moved to his newly uncovered skin.

With his underwear gone, my libido skyrocketed. Naked William was something to behold. I was still crouched before him and as I looked up at him, I suddenly thought of the old lady at the airport. I’m sure she hadn’t been thinking of this exact moment when she had advised me to enjoy William, but somehow I also thought she would’ve been a little proud of us, taking the time to just enjoy our intimacy. I let out a laugh and William narrowed his eyes at me.

“Never laugh at a naked man,” he said. “It really kills the mood.”

“I’m sorry.” I kissed him again on the skin just above his pubic hair. As I circled a hand around him, he responded instantly. “I was just thinking about how much I’m going to enjoy this.”

I rose slowly, kissing my way up his torso with my hands working a steady stroke on his penis. After one last kiss on his chin, I looked him in the eye and said, “I want to feel you.”

“I’m pretty sure you’ve got that taken care of,” he said, letting out a groan as I squeezed him tighter.

“I want to feel you inside me. Outside me. Everywhere. I want to feel you all over me.” I wasn’t even sure if I was making sense, but I was overwhelmed by the desire to feel William on every inch of my body.

His hands moved from my shoulders, up my neck until he was holding my face between them. Blue eyes staring directly into mine, he said, “With pleasure.” Then he pressed his soft lips against mine and his arms wrapped around my waist. Without pulling away, he lifted me in his arms and I looped both legs around him, literally riding him to the bed.

William leaned me back slowly and hovered over me, taking another long look at my body. Then he lowered himself on me, his body pressing against mine from lips to toes. His propped himself up with one arm to keep the full weight of his body from overwhelming me but his other hand managed to do that all by itself as he slipped it between my legs. His fingers probed me, fluttering against my clitoris in a way that made me shiver.

“I’m ready, William,” I moaned, in case it wasn’t obvious from the wetness his fingers found. Just to make it crystal clear, I reached down and took his hand in one of mine, then used the other to position him at my opening.

William didn’t move right away. He kissed me again on the lips and said very softly, “I’m ready, too, Olivia.”

In that second, neither of us were talking about what was happening with our bodies in that bed. We were both ready, for something great. Something bigger than us and bigger than mind-blowing sex. That’s not to say we weren’t going to finish what we started though. William grabbed for the condom and pulled it into place.