above the bed. Trace was grateful that the snow had abated allowing the moon to kiss Tori’s beautiful skin. Even in the low light he could see how beautifully she was flushing with her arousal. He moved his knees so that he pushed her thighs apart and shifted just enough to the side that he could run his hand from the side of her face all the way over her softly rounded breasts down her belly and then over the curls covering her mound before ever so gently sliding his fingers through her wet folds. When a look of embarrassment crossed her face, he said, “Oh, princess you are so wet for me. I am so pleased that your body is preparing itself for my possession. My cock is aching to slide deep into your pussy, but I want to know a few things first.”
Tori could feel herself getting lost in the feel of his hand as it lit her up like the Fourth of July. “I’m on birth control, and I’m clean if those are your questions. I haven’t had a man for a very long time, so you may have to go a little slow at first.” Tori was looking everywhere but at him, and she didn’t know why it was so hard for her to talk about these things, but it had always had been.
“Well, that does answer a few of my questions. I want you to know I am also clean. Regular physicals, including testing for disease are a part of the requirements for membership at ShadowDance.” At her puzzled expression he continued. “I’ll tell you all about The Club later, but first I’d also like to know what kind of sexual experience you’ve had - has it all been vanilla or have you experienced anything that would be considered outside that box?” Trace knew the answer the minute he asked the question that Tori had only had vanilla sex, and he’d bet she hadn’t had much of that. But she was intrigued by what else was out there and curiosity was definitely something he could work with. Yes indeed, the angels had absolutely sent him a very special gift.
“Well, I…um…I think I know what you are asking, and I’ve only had regular sex, but I have always wondered…well, about other kinds of sex because I don’t seem to be doing the regular stuff quite right because well…because…ummm…well…” How am I ever going to tell this amazing man that I’ve only had sex twice and both times were really disappointing for me and for the men I was with.
“Let’s try this, how many men have you had sex with?” He decided it might be easier if he asked direct questions that she simply had to answer, and he’d be able to fill in most of the blanks just by watching her body language.
“Two, one in college and one not long after I moved to Houston.”
“Very good, princess. Now, how many times did you have sex with your first partner?” Trace was feeling pangs of jealousy, and those were surprising him - a lot!
“Um, well, I only had sex with each of them one time…they didn’t seem to think it was an experience worth repeating…if you know what I mean.” Her deep sigh of resignation told him volumes about who the asshats had likely blamed for the fact the sex hadn’t fulfilled her.
“Tori, did you climax during either of those sexual experiences?” Trace could feel her body tense and knew the answer immediately. He didn’t see any reason to make her feel any more humiliation than her partners had already piled on her, so he didn’t wait for her answer. “Sweetness, I can tell by your body language that you didn’t have an orgasm, and I promise you that is going to end tonight. Now, let’s see what we can do about letting you fall over the edge of pleasure into a space so filled with warmth and sensation that you will wonder how you’ve lived without it.” He had been using his voice to draw her in, and he knew from experience that his voice’s deep tones were a powerful tool when seducing a woman, and he had every intention of seducing this one with every single skill he’d learned over the years. Tori deserved an experience that