Fated To Save You- By: Tina Marie

Chapter 60 - A Tender Encounter

Last Updated on 2024-10-10 19:52:15

Connor’s heart raced as he sat beside Wren, excitement and anticipation buzzing through him like an electric current. She was letting him in, allowing his touch, and that trust meant more to him than he could express. He knew he had to be careful, to move slowly, to ensure she felt safe and comfortable.

He reached out, his fingers gently brushing against the smooth, milky skin of her thigh. Her skin was cool beneath his touch, and he took his time, letting his fingers trail delicately up her leg before slowly dragging them down the inside of the other. He could feel her body react to his touch, a slight squirm beneath his fingertips.

Wren’s breath hitched slightly, her body responding to the warmth of his fingers. The sensation spread through her, warming her from the inside out. It was unfamiliar, yet not unpleasant—just enough to make her feel both on edge and alive with anticipation.

“Is this okay?” Connor asked, his voice hushed and tender. He didn’t want to push her too far, too fast. “Do you want me to stop?”

She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze. The heat in his eyes was unmistakable, and it made her heart skip a beat. There was something in his expression—a mix of desire and tenderness—that made her feel safe, even in her uncertainty.

“No, keep going,” Wren whispered, her voice a little shaky. “It’s just… making me feel a little on edge, but it feels good for the most part.”

Connor smiled softly, relieved. “So, you like my touch?”

“Yes,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Very much. It’s warm and makes me feel… a bit tingly all over.”

Connor’s smile widened, a hint of mischief in his eyes. “If you let me, I can make it feel even better than that.”

Wren’s heart raced at his words. There was a promise in his tone, something that hinted at the unknown. She hesitated, fear and curiosity battling within her. “What do you mean?”

“Is it okay to show you?” he asked, his voice gentle, patient. He could see the conflict in her eyes, and he wanted her to know that she was in control, that she could stop this at any time.

She hesitated for a moment longer, then nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “You promise if I say stop you will?”

“Of course,” Connor assured her, his tone serious and sincere. “I want you to only feel pleasure from me, never pain.”

His words wrapped around her like a warm blanket, easing some of the tension in her chest. She trusted him—she had to, or she wouldn’t be here with him. “Alright then,” she said softly. “I’ll try.”

Connor’s heart swelled with affection for her. He crawled onto the bed beside her, laying down on his side. He propped himself up on one elbow, leaning closer until his warm breath mingled with hers. His eyes flicked down to her lips, then back up to her eyes, silently asking for permission.

When she didn’t pull away, he closed the distance, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, tentative kiss. Her lips were soft, and he kissed her gently, not wanting to overwhelm her. A small, involuntary moan escaped her, and he paused, waiting to see if she was okay. When she didn’t pull away, he deepened the kiss, nibbling on her bottom lip.

Wren gasped at the sensation, her lips parting in surprise. It was in that moment that Connor’s tongue slipped in, teasing hers with a light, playful touch. The kiss was unlike any she’d ever experienced, and she realized that Trevor had never kissed her like this—so tenderly, yet with an undercurrent of desire that made her feel wanted.

She found herself responding, her own tongue tentatively meeting his. The warmth of his lips, the way his tongue slid over hers—it all felt so new, so different. And maybe that was why she felt okay with it, why it didn’t bring back any bad memories.

“Co…Connor…” she moaned softly, his name slipping out before she could stop it.

Connor pulled back slightly, his eyes wide with concern. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, panic flashing in his eyes.

Wren laughed lightly, shaking her head. “No, I… I just wanted to say… I like your kisses. Your lips are nice.”

A sly smile tugged at Connor’s lips, a bit of mischief creeping into his gaze. “Do you know what else these lips can do?” he asked, his voice taking on a playful tone.

Wren blinked, confusion crossing her features. “What?”

“Let me show you something you’ll like,” he murmured, leaning in once more.

Wren hesitated for a brief moment before nodding, a mix of curiosity and trust in her eyes. “Okay,” she whispered.

Connor’s heart swelled with affection and desire, his fingers stilling on her thigh as he leaned in closer. He was going to show her, slowly and gently, that pleasure could be something beautiful, something she could trust. With that thought, he let his lips find hers again, pouring all the tenderness he felt into the kiss, knowing that this was just the beginning of something deeper between them.

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