more hesitant and yes, he wasn’t as crazy, but maybe there was nothing wrong with that. Maybe crazy wasn’t the way to go. He leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the lips and I could feel my body relaxing as his tongue entered my mouth. I ran my hands through his hair and kissed him back passionately. He moved over closer to me on the couch so that his arm was now around me and his hands were grazing the side of my breasts. I could feel his fingers fumbling on my shirt, undoing the buttons. I didn’t stop him. I was enjoying it and I wanted to feel his touch against me. I wanted to feel his hands closer to my skin.
I took in a deep breath as he moved his lips away and nuzzled into my neck. He smelled amazing. I wasn’t sure what cologne he used, but it was a woodsy, manly scent that made me shiver inside. I ran my hands down the back of his shoulders, along his hard muscles and to his T-shirt. I pulled his T-shirt off so that I could stare at his bare naked chest. I loved the smattering of hair that rose across his pecs, it was so sexy. I ran my fingers across it, leaned forward and kissed him. He groaned at the feel of my lips against his skin. Finally, he’d undone all my buttons and my shirt came off. He threw it to the ground and then kissed between my breasts. I felt his hands go to the back of my bra and he unclasped it, pulling it off and throwing it to the ground so that I was sitting there in just my pants, naked from the waist up.
He stared at me for a few seconds and then kissed me on the lips again, his hands moving to my breasts, caressing my nipples, pulling them, teasing them gently, rubbing his palms against them. I arched my back, closing my eyes, allowing the pleasure to seep through me. He groaned and then pulled away. “But we should stop now because if we don’t, we’re not going to eat tonight and I don’t want you to go to bed hungry.” I stared at him through lust veiled eyes.
“I’ve been eating all day, I’m not hungry,” I licked my lips lightly and stared at him. And he growled as he grinned at me.
“Come,” he said. He jumped off of the couch and grabbed my hand. I thought he was going to lead me to the bedroom, but instead he led me to the bathroom.
“What’s going on?” I looked at him in surprise.
“I want to spoil and pamper you first,” he said. He walked me over to the bathtub and then kissed me again. He pulled me into his arms so that my breasts were pressed against his chest and he ran his hands down my back, massaging my shoulders.
“Oh my God, that feels amazing,” I said, as I reached my hands around his neck and kissed him, “Don’t stop.”
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I thought I could get you all nice and relaxed first.”
“What do you mean?”
“I figured I’d run a bath and let you soak for a little bit. Let out all the tension in your shoulders and your body and then I’d give you a deep oil massage.”
“That sounds heavenly,” I gazed at him in awe and gave him a kiss on the lips. “Really amazing.”
“And then we’d see where the night leads us.”
“Do you want to eat?” I asked him hesitantly. I mean, if you’re hungry, I don’t mind if you order the sushi first and then ...”
“The only thing I want to eat, Gemma,” he grinned, “is you.”
Lucas walked over to the bathtub and turned on the faucet. “I got some special bubble bath for you,” he said with a smile.” “Why don’t you finish getting undressed and then you can slip in.”
“Really?” I looked at him with wide eyes. “This is really thoughtful of you. I wasn’t expecting this at all.”
“I want to show you that I care about you, Gemma. I care about you being comfortable here with me.” He took a step toward me, grabbed my hands and brought me into him. He stared into my eyes and kissed me softly on the lips. “I like you a lot and I’m willing to take this as slow as you want to,” he smiled, his hands reaching down and playing with my