“I said I wouldn’t hurt you tonight,” he said apologetically, “but I pinched. Did it hurt?”
“Yes and no. It was a pinch, but not a painful one, Kade,” I answered. “You stopped before it became painful.”
“I see. And another question. How long has it been since you last had sex?”
“Five weeks,” I said.
“Then we’ll go even slower. Would you like that?”
“I don’t know if I can go slower, Kade. You’re lighting me up so much,” I said honestly. “Please just take me.”
Instead, Kade removed his hands. “Wait.”
I stayed there on my hands and knees in the blindfold induced darkness, my thigh muscles already quivering from the touch of Kade’s hand, my nipples hard and aching in the warm air of his bedroom. I heard him get off the bed, and then the sound I’d been hoping for since he first kissed my earlobe, the sound of his belt unbuckling, followed by a zipper as he undid his pants. A rustle of fabric told me he was taking off his shirt as well, and then a light snap of elastic as he hooked his underwear off and pushed them down. Then I heard the opening of a package. A condom. I wouldn’t have to wait much longer.
He remounted the bed, taking a moment before pressing his body up against me from behind. He was warm, oh so warm, yet he still didn’t push himself inside me. I could feel his cock, thick and long pressing against the front of my *, his cockhead being tickled by the light hairs I had left.
“I love this position,” he said, reaching underneath me and pulling me upright off my elbows. He cupped my breasts again, his nose nuzzling against my neck as his cock became trapped between my thighs. “But tonight, I want to look into your face when I give you permission. Turn over.”
I obeyed, turning onto my back and laying with my legs spread, open and submitting to him. Still in darkness, I could only feel as he lifted my legs into the air, positioning himself at my entrance. I was momentarily frightened. Kade felt big, bigger than maybe any other lover I’d ever had before. Kade paused, seeing the apprehension on my face. “Alix, don’t worry. I’m here, I’ll take care of you.”
He pushed inside me, and I was gasping for air as he pushed. He was large, bigger than I’d ever had, but he took his time, not to tease but instead to give me the opportunity to adjust to him. He knew how to ride that line, however, pushing with each thrust until I was on the line between pain and pleasure before pulling back until just his head was inside me. He paused then pushed forward again, each fraction of an inch that he pushed in again causing my body to spasm in pleasure. Releasing my legs, he pushed in one last time until I could feel his hips settle against mine, and his body leaned forward, pinning me to the bed.
We kissed, our tongues entwined and twisted slowly around one another, my arms coming up to hold him close. He pulled his hips back and started thrusting, filling me over and over. Moving slowly at first so I could get used to his size, he soon had me quivering, my body alight with pleasure from the contact.
Normally, when I had sex with a lover, I concentrated on the activity. I moved, I stroked, I was the one to move. With Kade though, I wanted nothing more than to be what he wanted. If he wanted to pin me to the mattress, helpless and submissive to him, then I would stay there for a week if that was what he wanted.
Kade thrusted faster, his strong hands planted on either side of my head. I yearned to see him, to see his face, but the blindfold prevented me. Instead I let my mind focus on the feelings he was giving me while my mind’s eye filled in the visual details from my memory. His smile, the smirk in his face when he said something ironic. Most of all though, the way he looked at me, the glimmer in his eyes when he took me in. I had only recognized what it was in the past few days, but as my memories played back I saw it more and more as we went back.
His hips sped up, softly smacking into my own, and I trembled even more. I was on the edge, tearing the images of Kade’s eyes from my mind in order to try and hold out until he gave me permission. I sent my mind to somewhere, anywhere else, recipes for chocolate chip cookies, the time I went swimming in the Pacific in February, anything. I just needed to hold back a little longer.
With a yank, Kade tore the blindfold from my eyes, and I saw that he had dimmed the lights so as not to blind me. Instead, my vision was filled with the sight of Kade, powerful and beautiful, his face inches from mine. “Don’t, Alix. Focus on this, right now. Focus and control yourself. I promise you, you can do it.”
His face was shining with the sweat of exertion and I nodded, my breath tearing from my chest as he hammered in and out of me. “Kade . . . ”