Echoes of You by Margaret McHeyzer

Author:Margaret McHeyzer [McHeyzer, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Margaret McHeyzer
Published: 2020-05-17T23:00:00+00:00

With dinner finished, we clean up the trash and leave the few leftovers on the low table.

Dylan moves me to sit on his lap. His hands are traveling all over my body, his lips touch every part of my exposed skin.

I turn, straddling his lap. I know Dylan’s turned on; I can feel him. But I’m crazy turned on too. “Dylan,” I whisper.

“Mmm.” He kisses my neck, and my eyes roll back because I’m loving everything he’s doing.

“Can we go to bed?” He stops kissing me. I swallow, waiting for him to say something.

“Only if you’re sure you want this. There’s no rush for sex, Molly, none at all.”

I place my hands on his cheeks, and lower my mouth to his. Kissing him, I show him how much I want this. “I’m sure,” I whisper.

He stands, grabbing onto my butt, picks me up, and walks us into our hotel room. He lowers me to the bed, and takes his shirt off.

Everything about him is beautiful. He kneels in front of me, and I open my legs so he fits snug between them. He takes the hem of my t-shirt in his hands, and lifts it over my head.

He stops once my upper body is exposed, with only my bra on. “Are you okay?” he asks. He’s attentive and caring.

“Perfect. Don’t stop.”

He hesitates for a few seconds, then leans forward and begins kissing my neck again. With a slight lick, he trails his tongue to the top of my breast. Unclipping my bra with one hand, he flicks my bra off.

My heart begins to beat quickly, and my stomach churns with anxiety.

This is my first time. I’ve never had sex with anyone before. I’ve never wanted to, until now.

His hands tenderly explore my body. I fall back on the bed, and Dylan hovers over me. “You’re beautiful,” he says.

My heart pounds stronger with each passing second.

I close my eyes, and try to push everything else out of my mind. I try to focus on what Dylan is doing.

My hands tremble as I reach for Dylan.

“Hey, I can stop,” he says.

I open my eyes, to find him staring down at me. “I’m okay, just keep going,” I encourage Dylan.

“Molly, if you’re not ready, I’m not going to keep going.”

“Please.” I grab onto him, and drag him toward me. “I’m ready.” He hesitates for a second, but continues to kiss my neck. Slower, more reluctantly. “I’m okay.”

“I know, I’m just taking my time. I’m enjoying you.”

Closing my eyes, I feel every brush of his lips, every tender stroke of his hand.

My body sweats, and I try to stop the trembling.

My breathing changes. It becomes short and labored. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. My chest feels like I have a ton of bricks sitting atop it. And I’m trembling so hard I can’t make it stop. “Stop!” I yell, but my voice comes out tiny and hoarse. It feels like hands are closing tight around my throat. “I can’t. I’m sorry; I can’t.”

Dylan jumps up off the bed and backs away from me.

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