He stood me up and raised my arms up above my head, as his hands traveled back down to gather the cloth of my dress. Then he was on his way back up, bringing it over my head and arms and throwing it on the floor. You would think I would be embarrassed standing there in a strapless bra and panties. I was. My hands came up immediately to cover myself, but Mike caught them and brought them again over my head.
"Don't be embarrassed with me, Daisy. It's just me and you here. No one else. Besides, there is nothing about you that deserves to be hidden."
That's what I was afraid of, but at the same time it was reassuring. His hands went around my back at first and undid the clasp of my bra. I felt it disconnect, with the pressure of the band releasing and then fall to the floor. Everything in me wanted to cover up my breasts but the way his breathing changed gave me a sense of power. His hands dropped to my waist and then his thumbs traveled underneath the side straps of my panties. Slowly he bent forward until he had to bend his knees to pull them the rest of the way to the ground. One by one I stepped out of them, leaving me completely naked and at his mercy. His face was eye level with my most private part. Thank God I had gotten waxed recently.
I waited for him to stand up but he didn't. His hands went back up my legs and then traveled around to my butt. He pulled me forward and kissed right underneath my belly button, and then he pushed back. I could see the look in his eyes as he contemplated what to do next. He came forward again and started to kiss me softly, traveling up my stomach and between my breasts until he was standing again. The kisses landed on my collar bone, up my neck, to my chin, the tip of my nose and finally the last one hit my forehead. Nothing had ever felt this sweet and yet erotic to me. When he took a step back he looked my body up and down and said, "You are God's perfection."
What do you say to that? I was in uncharted territory for sure. Chills ran up and down my body from the lack of clothing and the sexiest man in the world’s stare combined. My mouth fell open but only a breath came out.
"My God."
He came toward me again, this time taking my hands from over my head and bringing them down to my sides. Slowly, he walked me backwards until the back of my legs pressed against the bed.
"Sit. I need to take off your shoes."
I followed his direction and sat down. The cold fabric hitting my warm skin along with the touch of his hand as he ran it from my upper thigh down to my knee was the most sensual feeling I had ever had. I watched his face as he went down on one knee and pulled my leg up so that my foot rested on his thigh. Air immediately hit me and it only fueled the heat coming from between my legs. His touch was soft but firm at the same time as he slipped my shoe from my foot. If Cinderella was naked in the shoe scene I bet she would have felt just like this.
He set my foot down but let his hand travel back up my leg, over my stomach and then down my other leg. When he pulled that foot up, I intentionally opened my legs more. I have never felt as empowered as I did in that moment when I watched his eyes travel up my thigh and land on me. He sucked in a deep breath and then forced his gaze back down to the shoe that needed to be removed. He still took his time but when the weight of the shoe left my foot, I knew there was nothing left on me to remove. I was free. Mike set my foot on the floor and came to stand in front of me.
"Tell me it’s okay to take my clothes off right now."
He was holding himself back and I knew it from the way he was flexing his hands unconsciously.
I stood up from the bed and said one word, "No."
His eyes bore into me. An explanation was expected but I wasn't giving him one. I was going to do better. I reached for his arms and lifted them over his head. As my hands traveled back down his chest, a smile took over his face but no words left his lips. I grabbed the fabric of his shirt and pulled up, bringing it over his head and arms. Once he was free of his shirt, I could see his heart race as my hands dropped to his jeans. First the button and then the zipper were taken care of. Once they were open I let my fingers slide to the sides and hooked my thumbs, pulling down until I was squatting in front of him. He had been wearing flip flops, which he quickly stepped out of and then his pants. I glanced up with hooded eyes to meet his. I drug my hands up his thighs more eager than anything to see what he was packing underneath those boxer briefs. I was almost scared it was sticking out so far.
Could I do this? There was only one way to find out. My fingers dug under the elastic waistband and started to pull down. They were stuck! His thing was hooked in the elastic. Do I touch it and push it out of the way? Crap! Mike pulled back a little bit breaking it free and oh, was it free. As I pushed his underwear down, his thing was sticking straight out at my face. I continued to look at his underwear and focused on getting them off, hoping in the meantime he wasn't going to poke me in the head with it.
Once his underwear was off, I had nothing left to use as a distraction. I leaned back and then stood up coming to stand almost eye to eye with him.
"Come with me."
He took my hand and led me to the bathroom. Oh, the shower! I forgot all about that!
He didn’t let my hand drop but used his other one to reach in and turn on the water.
"Are you cold?"
He must have felt the shake my body gave off but it wasn't from being cold this time. It was the fact we were both very much naked and about to shower together. I couldn't help but stare at the thing protruding from his body. Yes, I've seen one before, but not like his and not in a very long time. Every time I felt him move an inch, my eyes were thrown into another direction. The last thing I needed was for him to know how scared I was.
The hand he held began to pull me in under the water as Mike climbed in behind me. Hotel showers are not the roomiest of places that's for sure.
"Lean your head back for me. I want to wash your hair for you."
Do what? Things like this don't happen in real life! But sure enough his hands went into my hair with shampoo that smelled like fresh linen. He rubbed and massaged my scalp all the way down to the nape of my neck.
"Please, don't ever stop."
"She speaks."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well you've just been so quiet tonight."
He continued to rub my head and neck making it hard to focus on a response.
"I'm sorry for that."
"Oh, baby." He moved my hair to the side and kissed my neck. "You don't have to be sorry. If anyone should be sorry it's the bitch that started all of this to begin with. But I don't want to talk about her."
"Me either."
"Hold your head back. I need to get the soap out of your hair."
I did as he asked, letting him rub and massage until all of the shampoo was gone.
"Do you want conditioner?"
"A girl can’t go without it."
"That's what I thought."
His hands went back to rubbing my head and I wish I could describe to you how good it felt.
"Mike?"
"Yeah, Daisy."
"It feels so good when you touch me."
This time he didn't say anything but he didn’t have to. His hard on was brushing against my butt, letting me know he was enjoying what he was doing also.
His hands left me for the first time in what felt like forever and a void was present. Without warning, they came back, this time covered in soap and landed on my breasts. A moan was let out without controlling it. I found myself arching my back into him as he rubbed my nipples and then circled around each breast. Holy hell! Do this with a man if you haven't before. It’s freaking Heaven! His hands came up to my shoulders then ran down my arms and back up. One hand left me but returned shortly after with a wash cloth. It felt as if he was somehow scrubbing all of the crappy day away. I had my eyes closed as he put me in a trance with his hands. I was so comfortable that I didn't notice that he was going lower until he ended between my legs. OH MY GOD!
My eyes sprang open and my body went stiff.
"Relax, baby, I've got you."
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Relax my ass. He had the washcloth between my legs, rubbing back and forth. As much as the friction felt amazing, I couldn't let myself go.
All of a sudden his left arm came around my chest and pulled me next to him, while his right hand dropped the washcloth but returned and took over.
Once his fingers slipped between my folds I was done for. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and closed my eyes again, forcing myself to calm down. My breathing mellowed out but I couldn't relax. I was in awe of what he was able to do with his hand but the thought of where this was headed scared me to death.
"Do you still like when I touch you?" He asked in the sexiest voice known to man. I didn't know how to answer him. What could I say? "Even though I have teased you like crazy, yeah, um, well I'm actually a virgin. I have never done this with a man before and you're scaring the shit out of me." I don't think that would have gone over too well.
He started rocking his hips forward as he rubbed me at the same time. How do you balance fear with pleasure? Every time he applied pressure with his hand, I thought I was going to come unglued. Finally, I decided to hell with it; I was going to come if it killed me. I started rocking in rhythm with him and let me tell you, if you're holding back, break down your barriers and let the joy ride begin, ladies.
I screamed at the top of my lungs as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through me. All of my muscles gave out and I'm pretty sure I would have collapsed if Mike wasn't still holding me up.
"I have officially decided that making you come is my favorite thing in the world."
He was still in my ear with that voice. The kind that makes you want to drop to your knees. When that thought hit me it was like a stroke of genius. I slowly turned my body to face him for the first time and was grateful that he was several inches taller than me or I would have had water shooting straight in my face. Our lips met but there was nothing hurried about it. Slow swipes of his tongue met mine until I pulled back and said, "Are you ready to get out or would you like me to wash you now?"
It was like I slapped him. I guess he didn't suspect what was coming and I was more than happy about that.
"No, I got it. I know how tired you are. Go on to bed and I will be there shortly."
Then it hit me. What if he took care of himself after I got out? That would ruin everything.
"Okay, I'll get out. But I think I'd rather wait for you before I fall asleep. I don't think I'm so tired anymore."
A huge grin took over his face.
"I'll just be a minute or so, babe. Just wait for me."
I grabbed for a towel and stepped out onto the cold floor.
"Hurry, it's cold out here without you."
I quickly dried myself and brushed my teeth. He wasn't kidding about just being a minute. The water shut off just as I finished. I hurried to the bed and threw down the nasty hotel comforter. You all know they don’t wash those, right?
After I got myself under the covers, I decided letting one of my breasts sneak out was a good idea and a tease for him. I put one arm over my head and closed my eyes. You would think for a seductive look but it was really more due to my nerves.
I heard the bathroom door open and then I could feel how close he was getting. When his weight hit the mattress, I had to concentrate on not squealing from excitement. I was going to do this! I had never gone down on a guy before. It’s not that I'm a prude, I just have never liked a guy enough to want to put my mouth there if you know what I mean. Something about this action made me feel it was more intimate than having sex with someone. I mean come on now, it's your mouth.
"You're not sleeping, you faker."
My eyes remained closed but I still answered, "Never said I was."
He started tickling me and of course I screamed at the top of my lungs. With my eyes closed I never saw it coming. I did everything I could to fight him off but he basically rendered me paralyzed from laughter. When I ended up on top of him, straddling his stomach, I knew he had to have let me.
It took me a second to catch my breath and stop laughing. Every time I thought I had it under control, he would start tickling me again. Watching him laugh and have fun made me realize there is plenty of common ground with us. We weren't so different and I believed in my heart this could work. Now it was time to do the deed.
I placed my feet in-between his legs and pushed them apart, making room for me to scoot down.
"Where are you going?"
He tried to grab me and pull me back up to him but I continued to slide down until my body rested between his legs.
I stared it down; it was not going to intimidate me.
"What are you doing?"
I looked up at him as I grabbed the base and brought the tip up to my face. Never leaving his eyes, I licked from where my hand was holding it all the way to the top.
"HOLY SHIT, DAISY!"
He grabbed my head, then bucked his hips up just as I was putting it in my mouth, causing it to cram down my throat and made me gag badly. Like the kind that makes a little acid go in your throat. I dropped it and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me and rinsed my mouth with water.
What the hell was I thinking?
The door flew open and Mike was in my face two seconds later. Both hands were on my cheeks, while his eyes went back and forth at my own.
"What happened? Are you okay?"
I wanted to lie and tell him... I don't even know what could have been said. There was no way out of it but the truth and I felt humiliated before I even let it out.
"Daisy, tell me. Did I do something wrong?"
When I glanced up at him, he looked almost scared. My eyes instantly filled with tears and I felt even more ridiculous for crying once again in front of him.
"What the hell is going on?"
He grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder, carrying me until we were back in the bedroom and I was flung onto the bed. He climbed up next to me and pulled me into him so I couldn't escape if I tried.
"I can't believe I'm going to ask you this but since you refuse to talk to me I have to. Please don't get mad at me if I'm wrong and it's something totally different, okay? Shit! All right, here it goes."
He let me go and took in a deep breath as I clinched my whole body together, ready for the most awkward moment in my life to happen.
"Daisy, are you... Um... Have you had...Fuck, I can't ask you this."
I took the pressure off of him and without any preparation blurted out, "I’m a virgin, okay! I have never had sex! I have never given a blow job and I have never been naked in a shower with a boy before! I'm sorry that I'm not what you hoped I would be but this is me. Me..."
I didn't get a chance to finish before Mike's hand flew over my mouth. My eyes got huge as I searched his face for a reaction.
"So what you are saying, no, you are screaming at me, is that you think I'm going to have a problem with the fact that no man has touched you? You thought there was a reason to pretend to be experienced to impress me? Am I right? Just shake your head."
Up and down went my head.
"Are you fucking crazy?"
His hand left my mouth as he jumped off the bed saying, "Why would you think that? What part about me screamed ‘I need a whore’?"
Wait a minute, he's mad at me?
"You're mad at me?"
He flew back down on the bed to sit right next to me.
"No, Daisy, I'm not mad at you. I'm shocked and confused but not mad. Why did you act like that? I don't get it."
"Act like what? Do you think that I was just playing you for a fool? Well, let me tell you something. I wanted you from the second you touched me for the first time. I never led you anywhere I wasn't willing to let you go. I'm the one that put your thing in my mouth and—"
"Did you just call my dick my ‘thing’?"
"Are you seriously giving me shit over what I called it?"
"It? Can you say dick?"
"Of course I can."
"Then do it
."
"No!"
"You can't do it!"
"Yes I can, dick! DICK. DICK. DICK!"
"That's cheating."
"How the hell is that cheating?"
"You called me a name. You didn't describe my cock."
"Oh my God! Now it's that?"
He started laughing, hard.
"Come here."
He dove forward and took me and my mouth with him. His kiss this time was different from what he had been giving me lately. He was in total control and taking what he wanted from me and I loved this side of him. I followed his lead until I was practically humping his leg.
"Are you trying to get me to fuck you tonight?"
"Wow! Just say it like it is, why don’t you."
"Listen to me, Daisy. It's never been like this for me with anyone, ever. I lost my virginity to my next door neighbor. It wasn't special. I didn’t even date her. I did it to get it over with. You have managed to hold onto something that I think is amazing. I'm not having sex with you now or anytime soon."
"WHAT!"
"You heard me. I'm not going to be the guy that you use to get it over with. When I take it—and believe me, it will be mine—it will be amazing, beautiful and a memory that will be cherished forever by the both of us."
Who is this guy?
"Mike, please listen to me. I'm not and never was the girl trying to find a guy to dump my virginity on. I have waited for the man who deserves it. If I am ready, that means I have found him. I don't need you to make decisions for my body, even if you say it in the sweetest way."
"Not going to happen, Daisy."
"Are you serious right now?"
"More than I have ever been about anything in my life."
"UGH!"
I flipped over onto my side facing away from him, grabbing the pillow and pulling it to close to me. How could he be the one rejecting me? I mean, it was always that way, but I also thought that if I was to offer him my body he would never turn me down. From what I heard from my brother, Mike Harrison fucked any girl that wasn't butt ass ugly. His reasons made sense but the hurt was still there.
His arm came around me, pulling me into a spoon position. He fit perfectly around me. I felt small, safe. Why could everything be falling perfectly into place and then this roadblock has to come between us? I knew he thought he meant what he was saying, but I also knew without a doubt that he would find it somewhere else if he wasn't going to be getting it from me. We laid there for a few minutes without speaking.
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