Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“You left. You gave me an orgasm and just left. Is that how it is going to be? Unless you get an orgasm, that is it, end of discussion?” she asked.
He looked shocked.
“You want more?”
“I don’t want you to run away and just leave me like that. You’ve made me feel like I’ve done something wrong. Did I do something wrong?”
He cupped her face and pressed his head against hers. Clarissa put her hands on top of him, not knowing what to do, she felt so lost. She closed her eyes, trying to make sense of what had happened between them. Nothing made sense to her.
“You did absolutely nothing wrong. I did. I’m the fuckup.”
“What?”
“I’m the one with the experience here. I’m the one that should have known what to do. Our wedding night was a complete and total disaster.” He shook his head, and Clarissa didn’t let go, even as he went to pull away.
“What about now?” she asked. “Our wedding night feels so long ago, what caused you to pull away now? Today? Tonight?”
“I’m not good enough for you, Clarissa. The way you came apart in my arms, it was the first real orgasm I’d given you—”
“And now you want to give up?” Clarissa asked.
He stopped and frowned.
“Do you have any idea how amazing that was?” she asked. “I’ve never felt any of those things with anyone. I ... words can’t even begin to describe just how amazing that was.” She offered him a smile. “You don’t see me running away, and I don’t have a clue what I’m doing here. Remember, you weren’t supposed to marry me.”
“Stop that,” he said.
“I don’t give a fuck who or what I was supposed to marry. You’re mine, Clarissa. Mine for the rest of our lives.”
She stroked her hands down to his chest, and she didn’t know when or how she felt so bold, but she went onto her tiptoes and pressed a single kiss to his lips. It was just one kiss. Just a small taste of what they could eventually have. She pulled back and smiled up at him.
“Then how about we actually attempt to see where this could go?” she asked. “You’re here naked.”
“And you’re wearing too many clothes.”
Clarissa loosened the belt of her robe and let it fall to the floor, so he had nothing to argue with. Now, she stood before him completely naked, with nothing holding her back.
“Now I’m not wearing any clothes.” Even though her heart was thumping, she moved closer, put her hands on his chest, and slowly slid them up until they circled his neck.
“You’re driving me crazy, you know that, right?” he asked. “I’m trying to do the right thing and give you space and time.”
“I’ve had space and time, and I don’t think that is what we need anymore.” She put her hands at his waist and moved in a little closer, offering him a smile so he would relax.
“What do you think we need?” he asked.
“This.” She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his chest. She slowed her actions as she moved. “And a little more of this.” And she kissed across his chest toward his nipple and gave it a little nip. With her other hands, she delved down to grab his buttocks, and she felt the heat in her cheeks.
“And you’re going to have to teach me what else you want, because I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“Fuck me, do you have any idea how sexy that sounds?”
“You like the idea of teaching me, Lorenzo?”
He stroked his fingers down her cheek. “I’ll teach you, but you’ve got to promise me, if at any time I hurt you, or there is something happening here that you don’t like, you stop me. You don’t put up with it and do whatever shit your parents told you to do. Got it?”
“I’ve got it.”
She smiled up at him, and it was strange, but she actually felt like they were making progress.
****
Lorenzo lifted Clarissa in his arms, carried her out of his office, and took her back upstairs. Only, he didn’t go to her room, but he took her to the room they’re supposed to share and placed her on the bed.
Staring down into her eyes, she reached up and cupped her cheek. It meant so much to him that she reached out to him, that she actually came looking for him.
Closing that distance between them, he kissed her, and with his other hand, he slowly stroked the tips of his fingers down her body. He grazed across her nipple, then slid down, going toward her pussy, but he didn’t touch her. He only wanted to heighten her pleasure. He didn’t intend to have sex with her tonight. That was going to come later.
She needed to learn to trust him again. He wanted to give her endless pleasure.