He exhaled audibly. A sound that played with my emotions and made my fingers automatically move to the buttons of his shirt.
I undid the first, then the second, not without maintaining eye contact.
“What are you doing to me?” Erik sighed, leaning forward to my cheek, kissing me gently. His lips moved down to my neck, making my body tremble.
But that wasn't enough for me. I wanted to explore him. Completely.
“J, we don't have to...” he sighed, but I placed a finger on his lips, finally letting my hands wander over his muscular back and pulling him to me so that we kissed again.
With each kiss, something in my chest seemed to lighten.
I only had this one night, this one chance to be physically close to someone I felt safe with, someone I might never see again...
The panic inside me about losing what we had here forced the next words out of me.
“I want to be as close to you as I can.”
Little did he know that I would probably never see him again, that we were not made for eternity.
I didn't dare to say it, but I could see it in his eyes. He knew that we only had this moment.
“Please, Erik...” I begged, barely audible, aware that I was going to lose him. And this pain hit me harder than I expected.
He pressed his forehead gently against mine again and whispered, “Anything you want, my Charis.”
Hearing him call me by that nickname in his warm, rough voice made my knees shake, and I was glad to be sitting on his lap.
He kissed me again and his hands wandered to my back, slowly opening my dress and bra at the same time, brushing the fabric over my shoulders.
He kissed my shoulders so gently, as if I might break, working his way up my neck and I gasped in arousal, wanting his kisses to hit me harder, to make me collide.
His arms were the only place I could allow myself to fall. And damn it, I wanted to fall.
When Erik arrived at my chin, I turned my head toward him. Our lips met again and this time he grabbed my hair at the back of my head, pushed my head toward him and the kiss became more intense.
I felt him suck on my bottom lip, biting into it slightly, making me sigh into the kiss until we both broke away from it.
“I wish I could see you better...” Erik sighed breathlessly, brushing my dress lower and eyeing my breasts. I thought I recognized a sparkle in his eyes before his fingertip touched my right nipple.
I gasped, overwhelmed.
And he stared at my increasingly hard nipple. Then he leaned forward and... kissed it.
I moaned, and once more, as he closed his lips around the nipple and squeezed gently.
He made a smoky sound and pressed his lips harder against the sensitive spot until it hurt, but I didn't want him to stop.
“Erik...” I groaned, trembling, and he began to suck on the tip of my nipple, making a deep demanding sound.
I moaned louder, clawing at his shirt.
He pulled my dress off completely, over my hips, until it fell silently to the floor of his car without taking his lips off my breasts for even a second.
I buried my hands in his hair, but when that didn't help anymore, I unbuttoned his shirt further and let it slide down over his shoulders.
My fingers wandered over his muscular arms as the shirt slid further down, and I watched his muscles press against the smooth skin.
They responded to me as I responded to him.
It was like our bodies were made for each other...
“Damn, J, when I'm done with you, you're going to glow with heat,” he whispered hoarsely.
I sighed with longing and let my hands wander further down to his pants, where they encountered a hard bulge.
Erik gasped, overwhelmed, and I pushed him back into the seat, maintaining eye contact as I stroked his hardness with my fingers.
It was as if his erection was pulsating, which caused my breathing to become shallower.
“Do you want to play with me?” he growled with a dark laugh and grabbed my wrist, making me pause over his hardness.
Without hesitation, I pulled on the zipper of his trousers and let my hand wander inside. I tugged at his boxers until I hit something big and hard of warmth and Erik let out a groan that got under my skin, so I closed my hand completely around his length until he clawed into the leather of his car seat.
“What are you doing to me?” he gasped in a quivering voice.
The corners of my mouth moved up, and I let go of him to pull his pants and boxers down further, revealing his bulging erection.
I bit my lower lip, which he seemed to notice despite the darkness, and he watched me longingly, waiting to see what I would do next.
