what to say, so she
stood looking at him.
“ Say something, Iris.” He
stroked her face gently. “Please.”
To stop herself from saying “I love
you,” she put her hands on his shoulders and said, “I want
you.”
He put his hands on hers and stroked
them. “I want you too. Are you sure?”
“ This is what I want, what
I need.” She pulled him to her for another kiss.
He gazed tenderly down at her as she
led him to the bedroom. “I won’t be the one to deny you, then. It’s
my first time, after all.”
She stopped and turned to him. “What
do you mean?”
He actually blushed. “You’re a
goddess. I’ve never slept with a goddess before.”
“ That can’t be
true.”
“ Do you want to ask
someone else, or would you like to read my mind?”
The offer made her believe him, but
she also knew she would have felt wrong taking him up on it. If she
did and found he was lying, he knew he’d find himself out on his
ass in no time. He wouldn’t give up everything he’d worked for now,
especially not when he was looking at her so heatedly.
“ I believe you, although
it’s a bit hard to. Does that make sense?”
“ Psyche was not born a
goddess, so it’s different. You know that.”
She nodded and they both stood looking
at their clasped hands.
“ So I’m special?” she
asked.
Instead of flattering her or saying
something cute, he raised her chin and made her look at him. “Yes.”
He searched her eyes for a moment and looked confused. “And because
of that you don’t have to do this to prove anything to
me.”
She guessed he was mistaking her
excitement and nervousness for reluctance. She shook her head
vigorously. “I want this. I do. I’m just not used to seeing this
side of you.”
He hesitated, but then quickly brought
her closer to him for a long, sweet kiss. She sighed in his arms
and ran her fingers through his hair. He held her gently, but she
wanted more. She bit down on his lip, just a little, and he
deepened the kiss as he pressed her against him. She could feel his
cock pressing into her leg, and she couldn’t help shivering with
desire.
He pulled away and led her to the bed.
He sat down in front of her and began unbuttoning her dress. He
spoke softly. “Just tell me what you want, Iris. I won’t do
anything you don’t want.”
She stroked his face. He still seemed
unsure this was what she really wanted. “I want you to make love to
me.”
He held her gaze as her dress slid to
the floor. He ran his hands up her stomach and over her breasts.
“You’re beautiful, Iris.” He unclasped her bra and dropped it
beside her dress. He ran one finger around her right nipple, and
then brushed his hand over her breast.
Iris felt heat spreading all over her
body. She’d only thought she’d wanted him before. Now she knew she
wouldn’t survive if she couldn’t have at least this one night with
him. She reached down and pulled his shirt off. She ran one hand
down his chest, and he stood up. His sweet smile made her legs
weak. She knew what he wanted her to do next.
She ran one finger over the zipper of
his jeans and hesitated. Her hand trembled, and she couldn’t make
it stop. He took her hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed her
palm, and then her wrist before reaching down to unzip his jeans.
He kicked them to the floor and stood naked in front of
her.
She worked up the courage to look
down. He was big, but nothing extraordinary. She still drew in a
breath, as she thought about what it was going to be
like.
He kissed her cheek. “See? Nothing to
be afraid of.”
She kissed him to stop her own
thoughts. If this night was all they had, she was going to enjoy
every moment.
He swept her into his arms and put her
down in the middle of the bed, their lips never parting. He ran his
hands through her hair and moved to kiss her neck.
Her body tingled everywhere he
touched. The charm Ares had used on her was nothing compared to
this feeling. She arched her body up toward