Zenon's Game Chapter 328

She nodded, looking meekly at me. "Can I kiss you?"

She was trying to bring the moment back. Cute.

"I have another idea," I replied.

I lightly touched her stomach, feeling the heat of her skin under the palm of my hand. She was squirming under me, moving every time I touched her.

"Is this OK?" I asked.

"Yes," she nodded.

I reached over her, and I saw that she was making the most of this vantage to stare up at my body. Her hand reached out to touch my chest. While she did that, I dipped my hand into the ice bucket on the coffee table and pulled out an ice cube. I held it between my thumb and index finger and saw her eyes widen at me. I smirked and slowly lowered the ice cube over her.

I held it out over her quivering lips and watched as a droplet of icy water slid off the ice cube and dropped into her open mouth. She swallowed and her eyes suddenly looked more alert, like the ice had given her a jolt of energy.

"Just enjoy it," I whispered, kissing her wet lips before I moved further down.

Her bare body was like a canvas. So smooth. I lowered the ice cube onto her stomach, and saw her goosebumps spread. I gently slid the ice cube over her skin, watching her tingle.

I slid her jeans down ever so slightly, until I saw the orange underwear she had on. I brought the ice cube down there and she gasped. I glanced up at her, checking to see how she felt. Her lips were parted, and I could see she was aroused. I made a line, sliding the ice cube in a straight line up her stomach and to the dip between her breasts. I curved the ice around the mounds of her breasts and up to her collar bone.

After my fingers started to get a little numb, I chucked the half-melted cube back in the ice bucket and focused on the hot girl beneath me. Where I had been slow with the ice cube, I was much faster with my mouth. I went low, holding her jeans down in both hands as my lips hovered above her low-slung underwear.

I exhaled and heard her mo-an, "Your breath is so hot."

"That's the idea," I coaxed, kissing her down there.

I exhaled hot air over the cold that the ice cube had left behind. She squirmed again beneath my legs. I licked the thin layer of water and followed the trail up her smooth stomach. I tasted her sweet body, raising my own body over hers as I travelled up her body. My hands squeezed her thighs before letting go.

I rested my lips on her chest and lightly rested my hand on her. She moaned again, her eyes fully closed now. I licked up and kissed her.

My relationship with Candy has been a slow burn. I've never waited so long for anybody before, but just her touch was sending my senses ablaze. I guess this is what happens when you catch feelings. It makes everything feel a thousand times better.

I tried to tone down my excitement. I needed to make sure she was ready.

"Zenon," she moaned my name and ran her hands through my hair, encouraging me to go further, faster.

I didn't need to hear it twice. Her grip on me tightened and she pulled my body onto her, so that I could feel all of her. Her head cocked back and we kissed, feverishly, hungry; my hand grabbing her as I took her pants off. She arched her back and I pressed her h*ip*s down, wanting her to feel my body against hers.

"Wait," she whispered, panting.

"What?" I breathed out.

"I'm not ready."

"I have con-do-ms-"

"It's not that," she said, patting her hair down as she sat up, creating a small distance between us, "I'm not ready for s*x. I want you badly but I, just, I have this block in my mind that I'm not ready."

I didn't fully understand it, but I backed off. I backed way the f*ck off.

I sat back on the carpet and pressed my back against the couch. I dropped my head back onto it and gazed up at the ceiling, telling myself to cool down. My heartbeat needed to slow down. I had been so aroused.

She moved closer to me, "I'm sorry-"

"Don't apologize."

~Candace's POV~

I was breathing so fast it was like he'd taken me on a marathon. My body was tingling in ways I hadn't experienced before. It was like he unlocked a whole new feeling in me – one that only he had the key to.

It was all so much, so fast. I didn't want to let him down but, at the same time, this was a huge moment. And I wasn't ready for it. I didn't want my first time to be on the floor, unplanned in a house that his parents didn't even want me in. I wanted to feel ready.

Maybe something's wrong with me? He's the boy I love. My soulmate and we're in a relationship... why was now not the time?

So much in my life was in a mess, except for Zenon. While it felt nice to drift off into a dream world with him, I was too attached to reality. Anything we did here would last in my memory forever. I was scared.

I was scared this would drive a distance between us. Zenon was a s*e*x*u*al person. He shows his emotions through touch, much more than speaking. And I know that our lack of s*x was starting to get to him. We were barely in summer camp one week when he became s*xually active with Tamara.

And I thought I was ready, but I'm not. I don't blame him for questioning me. I question myself.