Chapter 151
900 Words
Chris stepped out of the shower and toweled off quickly. He put on his boxers and a t-shirt, brushed his teeth, then gazed at himself in the mirror for a few minutes. He was amazingly nervous about sleeping in Jenny’s bed, which wasn’t surprising. But he was also amazingly happy about it. Also not surprising, since he wanted to as close to her as possible, as often as possible.
OK, man. You stay in control of yourself here… you do what she wants and you don’t go one inch farther, no matter what your body is begging for. Slow and easy. Oh, and enjoy it, right? Kissing her is supposed to feel good. Remember?
He shut off the bathroom light in the guest room and walked down the hallway. He paused in the door to Jenny’s bedroom and looked at her. She was in bed, under the covers, her long hair a bit damp from her shower. She looked scared and right away, all thoughts of his struggle to stay in control flew out of his head. All he saw was her, and that she needed him.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
She nodded.
Chris sat on the edge of her bed and studied her face. “We don’t have to, Jenny. I can go back to my room if…”
“No.” She sounded calm, even if she looked nervous. “I want this, Chris. I want you here.”
“OK, then.” He climbed into bed next to her, switched off the lamp on the bedside table. It took him a few seconds to realize that there was a small nightlight burning across the room.
“Yeah,” she said. “I can’t – I can’t sleep in total darkness. Not since… since I was blindfolded.” She swallowed. “Is it going to bother you?”
“No way.” He lay down a few feet away from her on his side, not touching her yet. “It’s fine.”
She turned on her side to face him, and they gazed at each other in the dim light. Slowly, she relaxed and that was when he reached for her. She moved into his embrace smoothly, and within seconds she was on his chest, his arm around her. She sighed.
“OK?” he said.
“Yes.” She ran her fingers over his chest muscles. “Definitely OK.”
They started slowly, their kisses tentative and gentle. Chris stayed on his back, waiting for her to move to him. After a few minutes, she lifted her upper body onto his and wrapped one leg around his strong thigh.
Her kisses were hot and passionate now, and he pulled her closer. Her full breasts pressed into him and he groaned as she rubbed herself against his hard body. She heard it and desire flared in her body, bright and hot.
“Chris?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you – take off your t-shirt?”
He stopped cold. “I thought you didn’t want me to do that. Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
He sat up, holding her eyes. She watched his large hands reach behind him, yank off his shirt in one movement. And Jenny felt all her breath just get knocked right out of her body when she saw his chest again.
My God. He’s just so, so gorgeous.
He lay down and tucked his hands under the pillow, to make her see him as non-threatening. She licked her lips when she saw how that position arched his back, and flexed and tightened his arm muscles. He was huge and hard, and he was all hers. She could do anything she wanted to Chris, anything at all. Or nothing.
It’s up to you what happens here. If anything.
She moved next to him and ran her fingertips over his upper body. He closed his eyes and clenched the pillow in his hands, fighting to not touch her. She worked her way over his entire body, tracing every curve of every muscle, stroking the blond hair that ran in a line down to his flat stomach. She skimmed over the waistband of his boxers, and that was when his c**k jumped and hardened. He heard her suck in her breath.
Horrified, he opened his eyes. “Jenny… I’m so sorry. I can’t – I can’t help it.” He looked at her, terrified of scaring her. “It – we don’t have to do anything about it, OK? But does it frighten you? Do you want me to go?”
“No.” She looked at him, saw how his boxers were tented out away from his body. “I want you to stay. I need to – to know that I’m safe with you even when you’re…you’re…” She gestured at his c**k.
“Turned on,” Chris said quietly. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
“You tell me if you get scared, OK? You promise me.”
“I promise.” Her eyes sparked. “But can you take a bit more teasing?”
“What did you have in mind?”
“I want to kiss your chest and your stomach.” She saw his reaction and she grinned. “OK?”
“Oh, yeah,” he breathed. “More than OK.”
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