Only You, Butterfly

by Rae Spencer

  Tom choked, snapping his eyes closed. He leaned his head back against the couch his mouth moving trying to form words but none came. He laid his wrist over his crotch covering his cock, which had reacted to her words and was now rock hard. Now what does he do? What the hell does he do? What does he say? How does he explain this to her?

  He turned his head toward her but kept his eyes closed. “I think I understand what you’re talking about, but I’m not sure.”

  She stretched her shoulders running her hand up her arm, trying to relieve the tingling. “Tell me.”

  “Are you sure you want me to?” His breath escaped in a rush.

  She glanced at his closed eyes. “Of course. I’m not sure I like this feeling.”

  “You’re not sure you like….” His heart sank and his eyes fluttered.

  Unnerved by his silence, she chewed her bottom lip. What was his problem? She had asked him. Didn’t he want to tell her? “If you don’t want to help me or talk to me why did you invite me?”

  She walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind her and sat on the bed. Why did he invite her and ask her to be his girlfriend if he was uncomfortable answering a simple question. It was simple, wasn’t it?

  She glanced up as he walked in and sat on the bed next to her.

  He looked into her eyes, swimming with what resembled hurt. He swallowed, running his hands over his face. He struggled to find the right words. “I didn’t mean to make you think I didn’t want to help you or answer your questions. They surprised me.”

  “Why?” She clasped her hands in her lap. Her skin felt so alive and her fingers tingled even more.

  “I didn’t expect you to ask me something like that,” he said.

  “Is it really hard to explain?” Her heart pounded. The butterflies ready to explode out of her belly.

  He rubbed his hands over his face again, clearing his throat. “Arianna, let me ask you a question. It’s personal, but it might help me understand why you’re asking me such a question.”

  “Okay.” She twined her fingers together, putting pressure on them to calm the pounding of her pulse.

  “Have you ever… I mean, well.” He looked down at the floor, clenching his hands.

  “Have I what?” Arianna snapped.

  “Have you ever been with a man?” he asked.

  “What?” She jumped to her feet and moved away from him. She paced. She didn’t understand what was happening to her and he was asking about sex.

  He didn’t move. Enchanted. Her nightie fluttered over her exposed thighs, hinting at what she had hidden beneath it. “Answer the question. Have you ever had sex before?”

  She stopped pacing. Hands on hips she straightened her shoulders, which thrust her pert breasts out. “What does that have to do with it?”

  “Everything or nothing. Which is why I’m asking,” he said.

  “I don’t understand.” She paced again. Her skin felt moist, as if she were sweating.

  “Just answer me,” he said.

  “No, I’ve never had sex,” she said.

  He closed his eyes. He had known she was going to say no. But hearing the word still surprised him. He opened his eyes. He would be her first and if he had anything to say about it, her only. His whole body reacted to the thought and simmered with desire.

  He rubbed his fingers over his lip, wiping the sweat off. “I think you’re having a reaction to me.”

  “A reaction to you?” She turned toward him.

  He stared into her green depths. “Yes, a physical reaction. I have them to you.”

  “You have physical reactions to me?” Her brows shot up.

  He ran his hands down his thighs and gripped his knees. “Strong ones. I told you I wouldn’t pressure you. I wanted to get to know you. I mean those words, but I’m deeply attracted to you and have been since the moment I saw you. I had a physical reaction to you and knew I had to explore the reaction.”

  “Explore the reaction?” She wrapped her arms around her chest.

  “To find out if the reaction was a onetime thing or more.” His fingers flexed on his knees.

  “What did you find?” she asked.

  “I’m even more attracted to you than I thought. I enjoy your company and talking to you,” he said.

  “So why did you ask me about sex?” She tilted her head as her fingers dug into her elbows.

  Tom could see the confusion in her eyes. “What you described to me is similar to attraction, to desire.”

  “I’m having a physical response.” She stared.

  “Yes.” He nodded, watching her carefully.

  “The butterflies in my stomach, the restlessness and my nerves being tight are a physical response. For what purpose?” she asked.

  He choked again, laying back on the bed. He couldn’t believe he was having this conversation. He couldn’t believe she was that naïve.

  “They mean your body reacts to me.” He refused to look at her. His body was on fire. If he looked at her bare thighs and her breasts free beneath her nightie, he wasn’t sure what he would do.

  “So, I desire you?” she asked.

  “Yes.” He responded without hesitation.

  “What do I do about it?” she said.

  Tom strangled on the words forming in his mouth. Do? What does she do? She lets him love her.

  “Well?” she prompted when he remained quiet.

  He placed his arm over his eyes so he couldn’t see her beautiful face and pouting lips. “I’m struggling. I don’t want to say anything to make you angry. Sex is what you do.”

  “Sex? Sex with you or with anyone?” Surprise laced her voice. Her fingers eased on her elbows.

  His whole body jerked at the comment. He knew she hadn’t meant the comment to be mean or cruel. She was only asking him an honest question as she tried to understand.

  “No. Not anyone. Unless, you’ve experienced this before around other men?” His voice was low and his body tense.

  “No.” She sat next to him. Her pulse leaped and her butterflies fluttered. He must be right. He was right. She knew it. She had just been afraid to admit what she felt. Afraid she had misinterpreted them.

  “So not anyone will do,” he said.

  Arianna cared for Tom in a way new to her. A way she didn’t fully understand yet. She wouldn’t mind having sex with him. In her heart, she knew she wanted to have sex with him. She could tell he wanted more from her than just sex. And she understood sex was a significant part of a relationship.

  She glanced at him, her eyes ran over his body. He couldn’t hide his arousal in his shorts and a wave of heat washed over her. She wasn’t completely naïve of how sex worked, just had never actually participated in the act.

  “So…what do we do about this?” she asked him, her hands resting on her thighs.

  Chapter 5

  “Arianna.” His body shuddered. He wanted to grab her, spread her thighs wide and ride her to glory.

  “I admit I’ve never had sex before. I’ve never experienced this before. But I’m not completely ignorant.” She slid her fingers between her knees.

  “No,” his voice barely above a whisper.

  “No, I’ve heard lots of talk, seen movies and read books. I just never met anyone who made my body react this way. I understand how it all works and I’m on birth control.” She pushed her knees tightly against her hands. She itched to touch him and the bulge in his shorts.

  “I saw. Why?” he asked.

  “For my periods. They’re brutal,” she said.

  Tom nodded. “You mentioned my asking you to whore for me the first night.”

  She looked down at her hands. “I’ve been offered my own place, anything I wanted in exchange for sex. Just sex, nothing more.”

  “Someone asked you outright?” His arm slid off his face and his eyes snapped open. How dare someone treat her like a whore?

  Her face heated. “A few times. It put me off men. When you first asked me to come with you, I thought y
ou just wanted sex from me like the others. Then you said you wanted to get to know me. When you stayed with me sleeping on the couch and didn’t try anything those first few nights I realized you had to be telling the truth.”

  “I was,” Tom said.

  “So what do we do about this?” She watched his eyes.

  “Arianna, I don’t deny I want you. I want to make love to you, but only if you want me to. I promised you no pressure, remember?” His breathing was ragged. Desire rolled through his blood and his body screamed for release.

  She looked back down at her hands. “I remember. I would like to understand these feelings and know where they lead.”

  He swallowed hard. “Ari, once you let me make love to you there is no going back. There is no telling me tomorrow it was a mistake and you want me to sleep on the bunk.”

  “I understand,” she said.

  His eyes ran over her body. “Do you? Do you understand the things I want to do to you?”

  Arianna jerked, twisting her head to look at him.

  The heat from his eyes scorched her. “I want to strip your nightie off, touch and kiss every inch of your body. I want to join our bodies together. I want your pussy to explode on my cock as I ride you and I want to blow deep inside of you.”

  Her eyes grew wide. She understood. Her breathing escalated and her pulse pounded. Shivers raced along her spine and her skin flushed.

  He watched her react to his words and swallowed. “I want you more than once. I want you to touch me as much as I touch you. Kiss me as I do you.”

  He sat up cupping her chin and stared into her eyes. “I want you to understand if you agree; if you let me love you, it will happen many times. You’ll sleep in this bed with me every night. I will touch every inch of your body.”

  She nodded her eyes never leaving his. “I understand. I want to find out where these feelings lead… show me.”

  His fingers moved across her cheek, tangling in her hair as his mouth crashed down on hers.

  He was on fire. His other arm gripped her waist, drawing her against his chest. He wanted her so much and she was asking him to love her. This whole conversation was unexpected, but he would take what he could get.

  His tongue traced her lips, playing until they trembled. Heat rushed to his groin. He sucked her lower lip between his then treated her upper to the same.

  He slid his tongue against her lips sliding over her teeth. When her mouth opened, his tongue slid inside. He moved it along her teeth stroking then tangling with hers.

  Electricity shot through his mouth. He had to go slowly. There was no way around it. He was her first. He was going to make sure she never regretted giving herself to him or ever wanted another man.

  Butterflies fluttered madly in her stomach and heat rippled along her spine. She liked, no loved, the texture of his mouth against hers. The taste of him, of his tongue inside her mouth, was overwhelming.

  She moved her tongue to touch his, sliding it into his mouth. She stroked his tongue. Her hands pressed against his chest. She itched to touch his skin and feel his hair beneath her palms. She ran her fingers over his shoulders, up into his hair, pushing her body tighter against his. Surprised by the shockwaves ripping through her she moaned.

  He shuddered. Her moan went straight to his cock. He gently pressed her back, reaching down and grabbing her legs, he placed them on the bed so she was lying flat. He leaned over her, waiting for her to open her eyes.

  She gazed at him from beneath heavy lids. Her breathing was erratic and her body simmered with heat.

  He lowered his mouth sucking her bottom lip between his. “Are you sure, Arianna? Before I can’t stop.”

  “I don’t want you to stop,” she murmured. The feelings he created in her were amazing. Her body hummed.

  His eyes traveled over her body. “But are you sure you want this? I don’t want you to regret it tomorrow.”

  She brushed her fingers over his lips. “I want this. I want you.”

  His hand shook as he traced a finger over her face. “Once I make love you. Once I take you, there is no going back.”

  Her heart pounded and her nerves skittered. She was afraid, but she trusted him. He was giving her a choice. She stared into his eyes. She did want him. “I understand.” Her fingers moved over his face, tingling from the heat of his skin.

  “Do you?” He had to be certain.

  “I do. I want to make love with you. I want you to show me what my body can do.”

  He closed his eyes and his body shuddered again. When he opened them, Arianna gasped. The need and passion exposed in those eyes was thrilling, yet terrifying at the same time.

  “No going back now. Do you understand?” Seeing her nod, his mouth crashed down on hers in an unrestrained kiss.

  His tongue plunged into her mouth, demanding she return the kiss. She was more than willing. Their tongues met. She slid her fingers into his silky blond hair, arching against him.

  He groaned against her lips, his hands sliding into her auburn hair. His lips moved over her rounded chin down her neck. He licked the sensitive skin before nipping gently. He moved to her ear, sucking the lobe. “I’m going to love you, Arianna. I want to hear your pleasure, your enjoyment. No holding back. Give yourself to me.”

  She gripped his hair harder his words enflaming her senses.

  His mouth slid over her face kissing her eyes and her nose before settling on her mouth again. His tongue stroked her lips. He brought his body over hers, his knees on either side of her legs. His fingers flexed as he leaned on his elbows placing the full length of his body on top of hers letting her experience his need.

  Her body trembled from the contact and arched into him. His weight on her was magical. His cock throbbed against her thigh through his shorts. She arched again, another soft moan falling from her lips.

  He slid his tongue back into her mouth kissing her fiercely. He dragged his mouth from hers and knelt over her. “Pick your arms up.”

  After she did, he reached down and caught the edge of her nightie and slipped it up her body. His eyes followed the exposure of her skin. His breath stuck in his throat as he glimpsed her cute heart covered panties.

  He revealed her honey tipped breasts and his mouth watered. Her nipples puckered in the cool air. He drew the nightie over her head, dropping it to floor.

  His face hardened as his eyes moved over her exposed body. She tingled in places she didn’t know existed. The flush of desire and embarrassment colored her and she attempted to cover herself.

  His hand rested on her hip holding her still. “Don’t. You’re so beautiful.”

  He leaned down and kissed her hard before moving to her side. His hand skimmed down her side to her waist.

  She glided her hands up his arms until they rested on his shoulders.

  His fingers skimmed over her stomach and up her torso until they lay just beneath her breast. Her body tightened and her breathing hitched. He slid his hand under her breast, cupping the soft flesh.

  His fingers burned from the feel of her skin. She was not large, barely fitting in his hand, but she had more than enough for him.

  She arched, wanting his skin against hers.

  His thumb touched her nipple. She moaned. His thumb moved across her nipple and his fingers caressed her breast.

  He stopped and disappointment slithered along her spine then he moved across her chest, cupping her other breast. She shivered, her disappointment turning to heat. His thumb brushed her other nipple. She wanted more. She needed more. Sensations streaked across her body.

  He broke the kiss and came up on his elbow. He smiled into her eyes which were filled with desire, passion and trust. Trust in him. Belief in him. She believed he would make her first time wonderful. A spasm racked his body. He hoped he didn’t fail because she was sorely testing his control. He wanted to spread her legs and pound into her.

  He lowered his mouth and flicked her nipple with his tongue. Her breathing seized as he flicked her
nipple again before treating the other to the same wet heat.

  The wetness and the heat of his mouth intoxicated her. He kissed every inch of her breasts, alternating between them. Her head twisted on the pillow. He flicked her nipples with his tongue again.

  She writhed, moaning deeply. He took her nipple in his mouth, sucking on it. She surged against his mouth. His teeth bit gently then laved with his tongue.

  His hand cupped her other breast, teasing the nipple with his thumb. His eyes traveled over her the moist flush covering her skin bewitched him. He licked her breastbone, tasting the slickness of her skin.

  A throaty moan escaped and she arched into his mouth and fingers.

  His mouth moved to her right breast, sucking the nipple into his mouth. He glanced up, flicking her nipple with his tongue. “Do you like that?”

  “Yes,” she said.

  “Good,” he said. He came up on his knees. His eyes traveled over her stomach, her heart covered pussy, her legs, and toes. He leaned down, placing a wet kiss on her stomach, smiling. Her muscles jumped.

  His hands slid to her hips, his fingers slipping under the edge of her panties. “Lift your hips.”

  She did and he drew her panties down her legs exposing her pussy to his eyes. They landed on the floor by her nightie.

  Her nerves prickled. She had never been naked in front of a man before.

  He stroked her hip as his eyes roved her shaven pussy with just a small patch of auburn hair. His mouth watered as her musk permeated his senses. It was the sweetest scent and he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply.

  His eyes roamed over her, taking in every detail. He leaned back and stripped his shorts off. He heard her harsh intake of breath and glanced up. Her attention firmly focused on his throbbing cock.

  She couldn’t take her eyes off of him. He had a patch of blond hair running around his base that slimmed into a line running up to his naval. Magnificent.

  He knelt over her, with his legs on either side of hers. He reached up and repositioned her in the center of the bed, cushioning her head on the pillows then leaned down kissing her hard.