Overcoming Fear (Growing Pains #2)(100)

She knew he was on board now, which also worried her. What if she lost her mind and ruined everything? Oh God—what if he had all the expectation and she couldn’t deliver?

“What’s up?” Sean asked.

“I’m as nervous as a virgin.”

He stopped grabbing for the towels and said, “Wait. You mean, you aren’t?” His voice was incredulous.

Krista laughed at him and got out of the shower. She toweled herself off and wrapped her hair up, and then went into the other room. She didn’t have anything worthy of a first night, so she figured wet hair and na**d body would do the trick. He was a man after all, everything else was just icing.

She pulled back the covers a little so they could get under if they wanted to, and stretched out on the bed in a delicate, though sexy, pose. She was going for comfortably at ease while displaying the boobs and hiding the rest of the goods.

When Sean came out, completely comfortable in the buff, he stopped dead. His eyes raked the exposed portion of her body, then scanned what was hidden by sheets. His eyes slowly met hers.

He threw the towel back into the bathroom and made a bee-line. “I’m not sure how much of a gentleman I can be when you lay like that...”

When he got on the bed, she pulled him to her earnestly. He complied, excited.

“Slow and steady, or fast and furious?” Krista asked as she shimmied down his body.

“Your call. I’m just along for the ride.”

“You are going to be the ride,” Krista said with a nervous laugh.

She kissed up the inside of his legs slowly, feather touching him, watching his penis bob higher and higher. She got to the inside of his thigh and sucked his skin in her mouth, making him feel it, making it hurt so good. She went up the other side, further, sucking in with a little nip at the end. It was slightly embarrassing to bite, but the man went crazy with it. Each time she did it, out of the blue, he groaned and thrust upward, wanting purchase. He liked a little sass, and she liked giving it. If only she’d brought handcuffs.

She sucked in his sack, liking that his hands clutched giant wads of sheets. It wasn’t her favorite move, but it had been about her so often before now, that this time she wanted to make him crazy if she could, and then finish it off with her body. She hoped she lived up to any comparison.

Clearing her mind, and trying to rid herself of nervousness with a god like Sean, she slid her hands up to his h*ps at the same time as moving her lips and tongue up the backside of his cock. She was slow with it, torturous, watching his body and his hands for clues. Judging by the veins in his neck and arms, and his legs being fully tense, he was getting something out of it. He was probably trying to keep from grabbing her head and thrusting down her throat.

To that end, she did it for him. In a quick plunge, she swallowed as much of his c**k as she could, trying to control her gag reflex as she did. She dug her nails into his h*ps and sucked for all she was worth as she came up.

“Krista no—I’m going…TO…”

SURPRISE! That was unexpected..

She gagged. She couldn’t help it. The taste was freaking tough to take. Especially when a gal wasn’t expecting it.

Wiping her face on the sheets, she sat up with her hand in front of her face. “El baño.”

“Sorry,” Sean said as he let her go. He was too relaxed to move. “Your fault, though.”

Krista came back to a smiling Sean, laughing at his own joke. He had his eyes closed and his arms under his head, his elbows out like wings.

“My fault?” she said, throwing the towel at him.

He grabbed the towel and lowered it to do his own cleanup. He was still smiling with his eyes closed as he said, “Here I am trying to give you a night of pleasure, and I can’t make it past the foreplay.”

“There is always tomorrow,” she said, maintaining a chipper voice. She was starting to think they’d never have sex.

He must have read her mind, because his brow furrowed even as his smile grew. “Oh no, you will be as helpless as me in the next ten minutes.”

“Oh? You think you are that good?” She was nervous again. It was like a rollercoaster all day. She couldn’t figure out if she loved it or was just plain scared the whole time. Raise the arms or squeeze the eyes shut and hold on?

“You wanted to be on top, you said?” Sean asked, climbing over her.

She gulped, worry etching her features.

“Yes,” she said in a small voice, watching him crawl up between her legs.

“And you like biting?”

A spark of fear blossomed in Krista’s stomach.

Sean saw it immediately, “To bite, I mean.”

Krista watched him warily, hating herself. “Whatever. Whichever, I meant.”

~*~*~*~

Sean had just killed the mood. He nearly kicked himself. Instead, he hopped over her leg and laid next to her, putting his body up against hers. He needed to build her up. Coddle her. Then, when she opened up again, he’d let her take over.

Speaking of virgins—he couldn’t be on autopilot with her. He couldn’t fall back on the tricks he’d used for years; she didn’t respond. He had to feel her out, like she was the first. He had to learn all over again. It gave him his own misgivings about his prowess, but man-code forbade being insecure in the act of sex; you were the master, or you weren’t a man. He was happy for that now—he helped ease the “girlie” butterflies he was experiencing.