“You’re beautiful, Alex. So beautiful…” He reached for her, covering her curves with his hands, massaging her breasts until she wanted to cry out. Her nipples hardened as he ran his fingers over them. He moaned and dropped to his knees, pulling her to him. His tongue circled her nipple, and she cried out. “Do you like this? Tell me what you like.”
Right. I’m supposed to be helping him. Teaching him. She gasped. This is his first time. She’d forgotten that important detail somewhere between his lips on hers and him licking her breasts.
“Yes… David, I love it. Keep going.” She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling his mouth back to where it had been. He drew on one nipple than the other, suckling her, his tongue running over her flesh. “Mm, just like that. Yes.”
He reached up quickly and stripped off the rest of her dress, leaving her in nothing but her black thong. He stood and fumbled with his belt, but she put her hands on his, stopping him. She kissed him as her hands found his buckle and zipper and released them, then slid his pants down to the floor. She looked down at his length tenting his boxers and ran a hand lightly over his erection. He groaned and bit his lip.
“The bedroom,” she whispered.
He nodded and scooped her up into his arms. She laughed and shrieked as he ran toward the back, ripped open his bedroom door, and dropped her onto soft, grey sheets. She sat up from the edge of the bed and motioned for him to come closer. Reaching up, she eased off his boxers until he was standing naked and utterly breathtaking before her. Then, her hand was on his length, stroking him. He bit back a groan and reached for her, ripping her underwear down her legs. He inhaled sharply at the sight of her fully exposed, perfectly displayed for him on the bed.
“What do you want?” His eyes were uncertain, anxiety obvious behind the lust burning there.
She bit her lip. She’d never asked for what she wanted in bed before.
Her last boyfriend, Anthony, had been oblivious enough, pumping away on top of her without asking how it was going. She’d thought if she just stuck with it, he’d figure it out, and she’d never have to tell him exactly where to touch her and how fast. Oh, how wrong she’d been.
The memory flooded her with embarrassment. She’d ended up touching herself in secret after each session in order to find any relief. Good girls didn’t say “Lick my pussy,” or “Rub my clit until I come.” Did they?
David was looking at her with a furrowed brow, his eyes searching hers. He lowered his head and flicked his tongue over her once, cautiously, and she writhed beneath him. “Is that good? What would give you pleasure, Alex?”
She pursed her lips and closed her eyes. Why is this so hard?
At that moment, her com badge chirped from the other room. “David, I’m sorry.” She jumped up and ran to her dress, digging the tiny shield out from the silk. She pressed it twice. “Lieutenant Daniels, here.”
“Lieutenant!” The Commander’s voice barked through the com. “I need a briefing at 06:00 on how the ‘droid is coming along. We can’t sit around playing grab-ass here. We need him ready to go sooner than we thought.”
David watched her from the doorway of the bedroom. He’d pulled on a robe, and she was suddenly aware of her own nakedness. Was that disappointment on his face? Or something else?
“Yes, Sir. No problem Sir.”
“06:00 sharp, Lieutenant. We’re counting on you!”
“Absolutely, Sir. I won’t let you down.” She pressed the com again, and it went silent.
David crossed the room and took her in his arms. “We don’t have to rush things, Alex. No matter what he says. It’s okay.” He stroked her hair, and she leaned into his warmth.
Guilt flooded through her. It’s his first time. I should be the one guiding him—not the other way around. Why am I so nervous?
Whatever was going on with her, she needed to get over it fast. Otherwise her sex life would be the least of her worries.
***
“Soooo?” Elsy alighted next to her in the dining area, setting down a tray of seaweed salad. “Tell me everything.”
Alex wondered if she could ignore the question and stabbed at a piece of steak. She felt Elsy’s eyes boring into her and sighed. “The dress was great. The rest? Not so much.”
“What?” The tall woman crossed her arms over her chest. “What the hell happened? You looked HOT last night. Don’t tell me he stood you up.”
“No, of course not. David was…” What was David? “Wonderful.” Alex moaned and covered her head with her hands. “I totally chickened out, Elsy. He asked me what I wanted, and I froze.”