Chapter 41 - Hot

I confess that I hadn't expected Dorian to act like that. The moment we entered the room, he closed the door and pressed me against the wall. "I don't know if it's the right time for this yet, but I have to," he said, as he held me tighter and tighter.

"What are you thinking?" I asked while digesting the events. It was very strange for me to have disappeared into the clinic and then come back inside OWE. It was as if I were suffering from recent memory loss, but I wasn't. If all that time away had been with me sleeping, I wouldn't have cared, but…

"I'm thinking of you, Amelie," he said, as he stroked my neatly groomed hair. I had to admit to myself that I looked prettier than usual. "I've been waiting for this for a while, but it's getting harder and harder," he said, slowly approaching my neck. "You look magnificent," he said, whispering.

"You're not the only one who's been waiting," I said, wrapping my arms around him. He was hot. Dorian was naturally hot. "I don't know why we never get to have our time," I said, as I felt him stroke my hair, almost pulling it apart.

"Nothing is stopping us now," he said, nibbling my neck with his mouth. "Can I?" he asked, as he pulled up my dress, leaving my legs exposed. His touch was soft and fearful, in total respect. Dorian always seemed to be a gentleman. "If you give me permission today, I'll go all the way," he said, crossing our gazes. I felt my heart race. It was the perfect opportunity. I was active for the night. Since the existence of EVE, I have hardly witnessed nightlife.

"Dorian," I called his name. "I want you so much," I said, as I held his hand, bringing it up even higher. "See and feel," I said, as I made him feel my visibly wet pants. "Taste me and have me, Dorian. I give you complete permission," I said. I felt his hands go deeper, and then he slowly lowered himself. Slowly, he removed my pants while smoothing my legs. Then, without delay, his tongue licked me. A calm tongue, getting to know the territory, and gradually showing it how to work. My lubrication was better than I remembered, and I no longer felt any of the pain that EVE had caused in our bodies. I was totally ready.

As I approached orgasm, I moaned. I didn't like the idea of silent sex, so I would never practice it. If I had to have sex, I had to do it properly, especially if I was with Dorian. As he sucked me, he seemed to have been doing it for ages. He knew exactly where the best pleasure points were on my body. I wasn't in the habit of masturbating, so I didn't have much idea of what I liked or didn't like. I don't usually have sex, either. Anyway, sexual pleasure seemed to be good for my health, but that wasn't a problem for me, since EVE existed.

"Amelie," Dorian said when I finally came. I really did make a noise when I was having sex. I wondered how big a fuss someone like EVE made when they felt real pleasure. Likewise, I thought about Axel and the likelihood that maybe he'd never made her feel anything like that. Shit, I shouldn't have been thinking about other things while I was performing the act. "Amelie," he called out again, lifting me off the ground and bringing me back to reality. I smiled at him and brought his face close to mine. We kissed. It seemed that everything about Dorian was perfect—his soft lips, his warm body, and his great tongue. I hoped he would perform well too.

Dorian turned me against the wall, and for seconds I saw myself in an obscene movie. The dress was tied at the back, and he seemed to make a point of performing the ritual of untying it slowly while taking it off. I had to admit, it looked pretty sexy, and it was making me even wetter. I couldn't resist any longer. Without wasting any time, Dorian left my body exposed. Now I was completely naked. Then, abruptly again, he turned me around and started kissing me intensely, while squeezing and slapping my ass. It wasn't fair that only he could feel human heat, so I grabbed him firmly and pulled off his shirt. Dorian didn't seem to let go and continued to squeeze and kiss me. I liked that. I tried to pull down his pants, but he held my hand and stared at me seductively as if to say that it wasn't time yet. He seemed to want to stir me up even more. "What? Don't you want to?" I asked as I tried to force my hand inside his pants. I could see the bulge well before I touched it. With a lot of insistence, he stopped me. "I can suck you off too," I said, giving him a serious but seductive look. In sex, I cared about everyone involved, so I wanted him to feel that he wasn't the only one in charge.

"The last time we did this, it didn't end well. I think we can skip this step this time," he said, taking a firm hold of my ass, pressing me further into the wall, and lifting me up. "Let's get to the best part," he said, staring at me as he finally unleashed the sight of his completely naked body. It all happened so quickly, and suddenly he was already inside me, ready to fuck me.

When Dorian started moving, I thought he would be more affectionate, but no. In fact, it wasn't for nothing; after all, it wasn't as if my body was unaccustomed to it. I had a good opening, so there was no reason to be cautious. In a way, I was grateful that he wasn't being so gentle. Axel and Dorian used to treat me so protectively that it sometimes felt like I was a child. One of the reasons I had delayed being honest with my feelings for him was perhaps the fear of being even more protected by him, and perhaps he was afraid of crossing some barriers and boundaries. I wanted him to. At that moment, I was satisfied with his performance.

In my mind, Dorian wouldn't be precocious. The problem was that he didn't really seem to enjoy it. Although all the strength and stamina were focused on him, I felt I was running out of steam. I wondered how EVE managed to serve so many customers. I could never do it several times. "Are you all right? You're sweaty," he said, noticing the state of my body. I said I was fine, but he knew me too well to believe that. Without even thinking, he picked me up and carried me to the bed, throwing me on it and climbing on top of me.

"If that's how it's going to be..." I said, getting up and reversing the roles. It seemed that in that second, all signs of exhaustion had gone. Then it was my turn to satisfy Dorian the way I wanted to. I didn't want to lag behind him, so I made sure I kept the same sync he had before, but better. I immediately noticed his reactions change and his breathing became thicker and heavier. He was enjoying it. When our partner showed pleasure, we felt a rush of adrenaline to do even better. I increased the speed and alternated at times while changing positions until I got close enough to kiss him. Even the kiss had pauses to breathe, as he was panting so hard. He still wasn't coming. Then I started to think that maybe he had a problem because he was going on too long. I knew he wanted me, so it wasn't a big deal, but in any case, in normal terms, a man would have come at least once.

Finally, sometime later, Dorian came for the first time. He seemed very satisfied as if it wasn't normal for him to last so long. I felt happy and victorious, knowing that I had succeeded. I lay next to him, exhausted, but he seemed ready for another. He stroked my hair gently. We were happy that we had finally had sex. I had waited years for this experience, and now I had gotten it. I wasn't even close to being disappointed. If I wasn't so tired, I'd do it again. Judging by the way we were together in bed, there would be a second round. I just needed a few minutes. "I didn't tell you properly that day, Amelie. I love you," he told me, being sincere. I could see the sincerity in his eyes.

"I love you too, Dorian," I said, as I leaned in to give him a passionate kiss. Then his expression seemed closed as if his mind were far away. "Is something wrong?" I asked, starting to worry. I'd noticed that expression before.

"I love you, Amelie. That's why I need to confess something to you," he said, turning towards me more comfortably. He was very serious, and he made eye contact. "I did something completely wrong, and I regret it. I see now that I regret it, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. I swear I won't do it again, I swear, Amelie," he said, practically begging me. Likewise, I asked him what he had done, because I was getting worried. "The night EVE was with Carbon, I was one of the people who saw them together. I had a panic and anxiety attack and had to leave OWE. I went outside to get some air. Furthermore, I know it wasn't you, but at the time it was all so confusing, especially with Carbon in the middle and what had happened between you. I didn't think straight. While I was outside, Cindy showed up, and I got carried away, and we had sex," he told me. Any woman in my position would have had a fit at that moment. However, other women didn't have the life I had. I understood Dorian's reasons and his anxiety problems. Of course, seeing EVE and Carbon would destabilize him. If Cindy liked him, it was just the best time to get something. He was being honest with me, and that meant a lot. I knew he wouldn't do it again. He'd had several opportunities to be with her but never had. There was no reason to be interested in her now that we were practically together. And that was the point—we weren't together.

"Dorian, will you date me? Let's forget all these issues and finally make things official. If we do that, everything starts to count from now on," I said, showing my understanding of the whole situation. It was nothing. Our lives were too complicated for us to act like normal people.

Dorian stared at me as if he couldn't believe it would be so easy. I wouldn't risk losing him. It had been too many years to waste like that. "Of course I accept," he said, as he hugged and kissed me. So we went for round two.