Part 2108 – Undressing Barbara

Ambrose walked behind her. “Remember: If you don’t like what I’m doing, tell me to stop. I will obey.”

She nodded.

He swept her hair out of the way and kissed the back of her neck.

This is what I’ve longed for. To be with her without any regrets.

Barbara.

“Barbara. Are you ready?”

She nodded again.

He unzipped the back of her dress, deliberately dragging his finger down her spine.

“Oh!” she gasped.

“Are you all right?”

A very emphatic nod. “Keep going. Don’t stop.”

That was all the encouragement he needed.

Ambrose unzipped it all the way down to the lowest part of her back and smoothed the dress off her shoulders. He guided it down her arms, down to her wrists, over her hands, off her fingertips. He released the dress. It billowed to the floor.

Barbara leaned back against him.

The unexpected contact pushed him further into arousal.

I need to.

I need.

I need to.

No. Not yet. Keep it together. Not yet.

He kissed the lowest part of her neck. “Naughty Barbara. Trying to cheat.”

She gave him a heated look. “Am I?”

“Mm. I’m not done yet.” He backed up a couple of spaces and unfastened her bra.

She inhaled a raggedy breath.

“Shall I stop?”

“Keep going.”

He caressed her bra straps down her arms. The bra fell helpless to the floor.

He put his open mouth against the middle of her neck and inhaled her semi-sweet chocolate and vanilla bean scent. It delighted him. It intoxicated him. He licked her skin in a light touch.

“Don’t stop.” she moaned.

“If you insist.” He returned to the back of her neck and slowly moved downward, inhaling her scent, kissing her, and licking her — such small, slight licks. Just enough for her to feel.

“Ohh. Ohhh. So much. So…so…”

He went all the way down to her lower back and stopped.

“Ambrose.”

He put his hands on her hips and glided his hands up her sides.

She trembled under his touch.

“Are you all right?”

A wordless nod.

Ambrose swooped his hands up to her breasts.

She cried out in surprise. “Oh! Oh!”

He smiled at the feel of them cupped in his hands. “So beautiful. So perfect. Barbara, I love every thing about you.” He moved his hands down her breasts, down her chest, down, down, down, only to swerve to her hips at the last possible moment.

“Ohh. ohhh. ohhh, now who’s being naughty? Taunting me like that.”

He grinned and brought his hands back up to her breasts. “What do you say? Should I try again?”

She quickly shook her head. “Stop.”

He released her and took an uncertain step back.

She doesn’t want me to continue.

She doesn’t want me.

She doesn’t—

Barbara turned around and slowly looked his body over.

He panted.

What if she doesn’t? After all of this, what if she doesn’t? What if—

She tucked her fingers into his remaining waistband.

He sucked in a breath.

What if I’m not enough for her?

What if she doesn’t like what she sees?

What if? What if? What if? What if?

Barbara pulled his briefs down. The material and the waistband rubbed against him, making him groan.

Want me.

Please say that you want me.

Please say that you aren’t repulsed by me.

Tell me that I am everything you want.

Tell me you want me.

Barbara.

He stepped out of his underwear and focused on just her.

This is me. No pretense. Nothing faked. This is all that I am. Do you still want me?

“Ambrose.” She stroked his chest – bare hand on bare skin. “Remove the rest of my underwear. I want you.”

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