Page 33 of A Simple Love
My hands roam all over his chest and back, the friction of my nails on his shirt makes me moan and grit my teeth between kisses. Mike’s hand hoists my leg up around his hip so I only have one foot on the ground in heels no less, his fingers dipping beneath the hem of my dress and lightly traveling up my inner thigh. Good thing I have strong legs because I feel like I’m going to need my strength for what’s about to happen.
“Can I touch you, Vic?” He groans in my ear, nipping my earlobe as his index finger moves closer to the heat between my legs. I’ve never let someone else touch me there, but Mike is the only one I would allow. He’s the only want I want to do that. I know even though my experience is lacking, I’ve undoubtedly saved myself for him all these years.
“Yes, please,” I whisper, the anticipation of his fingers caressing my folds more than I can bear. His fingers find my core, wet and dripping with need for him as he pulls my thong to the side and slides one finger inside to part me and rub my clit softly.
“Holy hell,” I exclaim as Mike continues to kiss and nip at my neck, the sensation on multiple parts of my body sends my mind cascading into a fuzzy place of bliss.
“Victoria… God, woman. You drive me crazy…. You’re so wet for me.”
“Yes, Mike… keep going, please,” I plead, the pressure Mike applies on my clit spikes my orgasm faster than I’ve ever done on my own. Suddenly he stops and then pushes a finger inside of me, the tight fit feeling more sensational by his fingers than of my own. I may be a virgin, but I’ve definitely explored my body and I know what I like.
His thumb finds my clit now, his finger moving in and out of my channel, his lips finding mine again. I’m drowning in every touch and caress of flesh that my orgasm hits me like a truck, bursting through the pressure building since he first touched me that night in the bar.
“Oh my God,” I scream, biting his bottom lip as the waves buck up and down, my pussy throbbing around his finger and his thumb still moving around my clit.
“Fuck,” Mike whispers when I release his lip, his chest rising rapidly as he stares down at me once I come down from my high.
Our eyes are locked on one another, the intensity of our connection smoldering between us and baking the surrounding air.
“Please tell me you never let him touch you like this, Vic.” Mike stares down at me, begging for an answer to his question.
“No, Mike. You’re the only one. I’m….” I trail off through shaky breaths, contemplating my confession. But I know that it’s going to come out at some point anyway, so I decided to air my secret.
“I’m actually still a virgin, Mike.”
His head snaps up and a small gasp escapes his lips before a grin slowly stretches across his face.
“Why are you smiling like that?” I ask, anxious over his reaction.
His hand finds my cheek and cups my face before he presses his lips to mine in a slow and seductive kiss, distracting me from his confession.
“Because I am too, Vic.”
Now my head snaps up as I take time to memorize his face. He can’t be.
“What? How? I just assumed…”
“I mean, I’ve dated and done stuff…. But I never went all the way with any of those girls. It just didn’t feel right…” He trails off before locking his eyes with mine again. “They weren’t…. you.”
My chest bursts with love for this man, even more than I thought I already felt. All this time, I’ve been saving myself for him, even though I didn’t want to admit it. And now, to find out that he did the same thing only confirms the fate of our union.
I pull his face to mine, bringing our lips together in a passionate caress of our mouths and tongues.
“I can’t believe this,” I whisper when we part.
“Where do we go from here, Vic,” he breaks the silence, removing his hand from under my dress, wiping my arousal off on his jeans. I straighten myself back up, slightly flustered at how fast our conversation turned sexual, and then back again.
“You tell me, Mike. What do you want?”
“I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to date you and make you love to you and be with you… finally.”
“I want that too,” I beam. He pulls me in for a hug, wrapping me up in his arms, the feeling of safety and belonging overwhelming me. This is where I’m meant to be, here, with him. We part and kiss once more before he walks me to my car.
“Get through your first few days at work and then come over Saturday night to celebrate with me. I’ll make you dinner and we can spend some time together.” Mike is holding me in his arms, encasing me in his warmth even though it’s one hundred degrees outside.
“That sounds perfect.” I kiss him again before pulling away and opening my car door. “I’ll see you then.”
“Bye, Victoria.” He shuts my door for me before I start my car and pull away from his house reluctantly.