Towel dried my hair and put on my sexiest nightgown. While I was searching for something to wear, I realized I probably should have gone with Ems one of the many times she invited me, to pick out something sexier. My sexiest nightgown was just a short, white baby-doll gown. It was trimmed in lace and very feminine. Not super sexy, but I had to work with what I had.
I left my hair down and went downstairs to the kitchen. I decided maybe a glass of wine would help calm my nerves. I poured a large glass and headed to the living room to wait for Jaxon. When I walked into the room, my eyes immediately flew to the mantle, to the picture of Declan and I. I walked over to it, picked it up, and almost cried. Almost.
My feelings were changing. Declan would always be my first love. But I was starting to realize that he wasn’t the only love of my life. Jaxon had done this. He had made me forget, no not forget, I could never forget my past. But he had made me reevaluate my future, or my destiny.
Tonight would change everything, but I wasn’t nervous anymore. It was like Declan had released me. Something had happened in my head and my heart. Something that made me know how right tonight was going to be. How right Jaxon was for me and my future. Tonight was going to be life-changing.
When I heard the motorcycle barreling down my driveway, I went into the kitchen and rinsed my wine glass and put it in the dishwasher. I didn’t want Jaxon to think I had to drink to do this.
He knocked on the door and I ran to answer it in just my nightgown. He was dressed in his signature “fancy pants” and a blue Eagles t-shirt. His shaggy hair was perfectly tousled and those big brown eyes were taking in every inch of my body.
I cleared my throat, and he finally made eye contact. “Babe, you do realize that sexy-ass nightgown is completely see-through in the light? You may have just given me a heart attack.” His eyes were lingering on my breasts. Men - they’re all the same.
“We have plans tonight, mister. You can’t die on me now.” He walked in the house and immediately picked me up and pressed me against the wall.
He whispered in my ear, “I don’t plan on dying until I see you with that gown off.”
Thank goodness he was holding me up, because those words, and the way he said them, almost caused my knees to give out. He kissed my neck right below my ear, and made his way up to my ear. He nibbled on my earlobe, and I giggled.
In a low, sultry voice he said, “You know how I feel about you laughing at me.” He kissed me, picked me up, and started carrying me upstairs toward my bedroom.
We were still kissing when he sat me down at the foot of the bed. He looked down at me through those long lashes and grabbed the hem of my nightgown, pulling it over my head. I stood in front of him in just my white panties. I instinctively crossed my arms over my naked chest. Even though he had seen my breasts before, it was just an instinct to cover them.
“Please don’t do that, babe. I want to see and experience all of you. Please don’t be nervous or shy. It’s me, and I love you. I don’t plan on having sex with you tonight, Loralei. What we are going to do means so much more to me than just sex. I’m going to make love to you. I’m going to show you how much I love you. And I want you to feel comfortable enough to tell me what you want or don’t want. I want you to know that you can’t do anything wrong here. We love each other and anything we do in bed together will be perfect. Now, I want to ask you one more time, are you sure you're ready for this?”
I was in awe of this man. His words just melted my heart, not to mention what they did to my panties. I didn’t answer him. Instead I reached for the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head. Then I unzipped his jeans and slid them down to the floor. He kicked them off and we both stood in silence, staring