“Just water for me, please.” I leaned against the counter, covertly eyeing his toned body as he poured a tall glass for me. He walked over & pressed it into my hand, leaning in enough that his nose nearly brushed mine. The cool water felt even colder against my skin flushed with warm blood.
He paced back to pour his own glass of alcohol, then returned back to me. He leaned an arm against the counter behind me, securing our physical closeness, & took a swig of drink.
“Listen,” his voice was low, “I think I know what you want tonight, Thea. But you’re the only one who knows for sure. So maybe I’ll take the lead, but you will always be the one in charge. If anything hurts or makes you uncomfortable, I will stop as soon as you ask me to.”
My heart pounded as his face drew closer to mine. “Is this really happening?” I asked, scared it would turn out to be a joke or something.
“Only if you want it to.” He brushed his lips against mine, too light to be a kiss, but I felt electric where we made contact. “I don’t want to be the perverted old man taking advantage of a beautiful young girl.”
“Well, maybe I’m the horny young girl taking advantage of a sexy, experienced man.”
Javier pulled me into a kiss, deep & passionate, like I’d never been kissed before. He was an expert – his lips parted mine, allowing his tongue inside my mouth & coaxing my own tongue into his. I could taste his drink – whiskey. His facial hair tickled my sensitive skin. He placed one strong hand on the small of my back & the other on my neck, which he stroked lovingly. Feeling bold, I took his lower lip between my teeth & tugged, too lightly to draw blood but hard enough that a moan rumbled from his throat.
He pulled back & gazed directly into my eyes. “We need to go over some details.” I hopped up on the counter, hanging onto his words but hungering for his kisses. “I’ve only been with two other women since the divorce. I’ve been tested, & I’m completely clean. I also had a vasectomy a few years back. We do not need to use a condom. But since this is your first time, I completely understand if you want to.”
I smiled & bit my own lip. “It will be nice to really feel you in me. The whole time.”
He blew out a breath of air & gripped my left thigh, then massaged slowly. I raised my trembling hands to his collar & began unbuttoning his shirt.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured. His hand was up my dress & working its way up to my panties, which were quickly getting hot & moist.
“You’re so sexy, Javier. I’ve fantasized about this so many times.” His shirt was now completely open, & he shrugged it off his shoulders. My palms explored his bronze chest. I couldn’t stave off thoughts of him pressing this strapping body into mine, his muscles straining against my young, untouched flesh.
“You’ve fantasized about me?” he asked. I nodded. He fondled the lacy band of my panties. “Do you touch yourself thinking about me?” Nod. His fingers slipped under the fabric. “You finger yourself, pretending it’s my hand inside you?” Nod. He traced along my slippery lips. “Like this?” He thrust his index & middle fingers into the velvety folds.