we were doing. His hands slowly move back up the sides of my body. This time he pulls the sweater from behind me up over my head, and I hold my arms up as it comes over my head. My hair spilling back across both my shoulders, coming to the middle of my back and just long enough to cover most of my breasts.
He kisses my mouth again as he drops my sweater some place. His hands both placed on either of the top of my shoulders, he begins to move his hands, slowly down my arms. He reaches behind me, carefully unhooks my bra and runs his hands up the middle of my back. I groan into his mouth. The palm of his hands reach the back of my shoulders and his fingers gently pull the straps down from my shoulders, I move my arms down to remove the bra from my body that Matthew is peeling off of my aching body. I want to feel his chest against mine. I want to feel his skin to my skin. His fingers feel like they are trailing sparks where they run down my body. I feel the ache in the lower region of my belly, the scent of my arousal is something that can’t be denied any longer. I never felt the urge to get out of my clothes so fast ever in my life as I do at this one moment with Matthew.
I want to tell him about me I think to myself. I don ’t know if he will want to know or not. My lack of experience might upset him. Turn him off maybe? I don’t know.
Our lips separate once he removes my bra. His eyes still on mine, having not left my face, he looks intently on my reaction to him thus this far. His looks scare me. I don ’t know if its concern or worry or confusion that I see in his eyes. His hands rest on my hips again.
“ What’s wrong?” I ask, looking back and forth into his eyes.
Matthew shakes his head slowly, closing his eyes briefly. He opens them again and looks back in my eyes. “Are you sure you want to keep going with this? Because Emma, really if you are worried, please tell me.” He says.
I feel my body tense under his touch.
I slowly begin to run the hands up and down his shoulders and arms, as I look down at his chest. “Why do you want to stop? Is it me?” I softly ask.
Matthew takes his hand, running it through my hair that has spilled over one side of my face. He clicks his tongue.
“Emma, look at me.” he says.
I look up to his eyes carefully as I worry what I might see.
Matthew keeps his eyes still on my face. I think to make sure he doesn’t go beyond what I am ready to do with him. I think and I also hope that’s all it is.
“ Emma, you are beautiful. I don’t want to rush you. I don’t want to scare you off. I want you. Believe me I really want you, but not at the risk of you regretting anything between us. Not only that.” He takes a deep breath in as he closes his eyes. He slowly exhales, reopening his eyes, looking back into mine. “I don’t think you have had many sexual partners and I don’t want this time to with me at least to make you feel you made a mistake. This between us, has nothing to do with your father, I hope you know. This between us I wanted when I first met you in that conference room the very first time I met you, months ago. This last time you had that meeting with our firm was the last straw. I had to find a way to take you out. To see if there was something or some way you might you feel in the same way as I do for you. So please, don’t feel you need to do anything because of your father. This has nothing to do with him and what I did at all. If you never spoke to me again after the other night, I still would have done this. OK?” He asks after explaining his concerns to me. I thought it was so sweet what he just told me. I just nodded.
“ Yes?” He asks.
“ Yes.” I whisper.
And then I feel his hands moving slowly up the sides of my body again. He leans in to kiss my mouth again, slowly trailing kisses down my jaw, to my neck. I feel his getting more aroused as he moves his lips down my body. Kissing my shoulder, down in the middle of my neck where
He kisses my mouth again as he drops my sweater some place. His hands both placed on either of the top of my shoulders, he begins to move his hands, slowly down my arms. He reaches behind me, carefully unhooks my bra and runs his hands up the middle of my back. I groan into his mouth. The palm of his hands reach the back of my shoulders and his fingers gently pull the straps down from my shoulders, I move my arms down to remove the bra from my body that Matthew is peeling off of my aching body. I want to feel his chest against mine. I want to feel his skin to my skin. His fingers feel like they are trailing sparks where they run down my body. I feel the ache in the lower region of my belly, the scent of my arousal is something that can’t be denied any longer. I never felt the urge to get out of my clothes so fast ever in my life as I do at this one moment with Matthew.
I want to tell him about me I think to myself. I don ’t know if he will want to know or not. My lack of experience might upset him. Turn him off maybe? I don’t know.
Our lips separate once he removes my bra. His eyes still on mine, having not left my face, he looks intently on my reaction to him thus this far. His looks scare me. I don ’t know if its concern or worry or confusion that I see in his eyes. His hands rest on my hips again.
“ What’s wrong?” I ask, looking back and forth into his eyes.
Matthew shakes his head slowly, closing his eyes briefly. He opens them again and looks back in my eyes. “Are you sure you want to keep going with this? Because Emma, really if you are worried, please tell me.” He says.
I feel my body tense under his touch.
I slowly begin to run the hands up and down his shoulders and arms, as I look down at his chest. “Why do you want to stop? Is it me?” I softly ask.
Matthew takes his hand, running it through my hair that has spilled over one side of my face. He clicks his tongue.
“Emma, look at me.” he says.
I look up to his eyes carefully as I worry what I might see.
Matthew keeps his eyes still on my face. I think to make sure he doesn’t go beyond what I am ready to do with him. I think and I also hope that’s all it is.
“ Emma, you are beautiful. I don’t want to rush you. I don’t want to scare you off. I want you. Believe me I really want you, but not at the risk of you regretting anything between us. Not only that.” He takes a deep breath in as he closes his eyes. He slowly exhales, reopening his eyes, looking back into mine. “I don’t think you have had many sexual partners and I don’t want this time to with me at least to make you feel you made a mistake. This between us, has nothing to do with your father, I hope you know. This between us I wanted when I first met you in that conference room the very first time I met you, months ago. This last time you had that meeting with our firm was the last straw. I had to find a way to take you out. To see if there was something or some way you might you feel in the same way as I do for you. So please, don’t feel you need to do anything because of your father. This has nothing to do with him and what I did at all. If you never spoke to me again after the other night, I still would have done this. OK?” He asks after explaining his concerns to me. I thought it was so sweet what he just told me. I just nodded.
“ Yes?” He asks.
“ Yes.” I whisper.
And then I feel his hands moving slowly up the sides of my body again. He leans in to kiss my mouth again, slowly trailing kisses down my jaw, to my neck. I feel his getting more aroused as he moves his lips down my body. Kissing my shoulder, down in the middle of my neck where
Similar Books
