Kissing Her

“You’re wearing that one out of here.” His eyes roam over my body and take in every inch of me.

The dress is pale yellow and is fitted at the top with long sleeves and a scoop neck. The bottom flares a little and stops at my knees, and if I spin around a little, it lifts slightly.

“No twirling when others are around, little Bee.” He stands up and comes over to me and pulls me into him. I have to lean back to look up at him, but his dark gaze is focused on me just like always.

“Did you have fun today?” he asks, and I nod.

The last twenty-four hours have been the best of my life. This man is turning my world upside down in the best way possible. I don’t think I’ve smiled this much in my whole life. As much as I’m enjoying our time together, I hate every second that passes because I know we’re getting closer to when he has to take me home. I only pray that my parents will let me go out with him again.

I think I need to start changing things in my life. Ragnar is giving me a taste of the rest of the world and the possibilities that are in front of me. I could look for a new job, but my dad would fire me right away if he found out I was doing that. I could always secretly apply since I have experience and just not tell him until I found something new. Maybe then I could find my own place, but the problem is I don’t have much saved and I don’t know what it costs to live on my own. My tiny nest egg isn’t much and if anyone knew about it they’d take it from me. If I did have a place to myself, Ragnar could come and go as he pleased. I wouldn’t have to worry about my parents letting me see him and it would be my decision to make.

“It was wonderful and I’ve never felt so…” I shake my head because I don’t have a word that’s perfect enough. Today was everything to me.

“You want all your days to be like this one. Bee?” he asks, and the question feels bigger than it sounds. Of course I want him every day.

He licks his lips and I wonder if he can still taste me on them. Seeing him suck the wetness from them is the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. At first I felt ashamed when he slipped his hand between my legs and I was so wet. I thought I was too wet down there and he was going to say something. His eyes lit up with a need that matched my own and I knew when he felt it he was happy about it. Not once in all the times I touched myself did I ever get that wet. I used a pillow between my legs before and humped it until I found a release, but it was nothing compared to what we’d done.

In fact I don’t think what I’ve given myself before was an orgasm at all. Ragnar rocked my whole body and I’m thinking that part of the problem was that a pillow is too soft. You need a hard man like Ragnar to make you feel that way, and I’m beginning to think I don’t enjoy soft at all. Ragnar’s rough hands and fingers were utter bliss and it made all the difference.

“I don’t think I need to shop every day, but I enjoy being with you.” Now it’s me who licks my lips and I can’t help but wonder what he tastes like. Would I make that same small growl when I tasted him, too? I clench my thighs together knowing I would. I’m fighting a whimper at the idea this very moment.

“That’s good to hear, little Bee.” He leans down and brushes his mouth against mine. Again, I feel happy that I’ve made him happy. This need to please him is so strong and I feel a throb between my legs. The white silk panties he had me put on stick to me as I wrap my arms around him and cling to his big body. I’m so scared that at any moment all of this could be taken away from me. I want to go back to his place and hide behind that giant gate where no one can find me and I can stay there with him forever. I know that’s not how life works, but I can still dream.

He lifts me off my feet and deepens the kiss and we’re lost in each other.

“Sorry,” I hear Grace say as Ragnar pulls his mouth from mine.

“It’s fine. Have those bags taken to my car.” He nods to the giant pile of clothes and my eyes widen.