“Talk to me.”
Her low grunt is the only response I get. She’s concentrating so deeply and trying so hard to give me what I want that she can’t speak.
I give her a little more.
“You’re doing so great, baby. I wish you could see what I see, the way you’re stretched around my cock and taking me in. It’s so fucking hot.” I reach down to press my thumb against her clit, which is tight and hard. “You can come any time you want to.”
Tears leak from the corners of her eyes, and I kiss them away.
“Are those tears of pain?”
She shakes her head, and I’m filled with relief.
I continue to caress her clit, hoping to give her something else to focus on. Her thighs begin to quiver, and she rocks against me, coming with a scream that allows me to enter her fully. Holy God… It’s the most amazing feeling. Her entire body is convulsing around me, so I hold on tight to her, riding wave after wave of incredible sensation.
When she finally begins to calm, I start to move, slowly withdrawing and then pressing back in, over and over again, rocking gently against her.
“God, Nat, you’re so fucking hot. You’re making me crazy right now.”
She raises her hips, and that tiny bit of encouragement is all I need to let loose, giving her deeper thrusts that have me on the brink of release. I hold off, wanting her to come again before I give in.
“I’m staying right here until you come again,” I whisper against her ear.
Her deep moan makes me smile.
I press deeper and begin once again to stroke her clit, thrusting into her in small, tight increments. Next time we do this, I’ll use a finger vibe so I can keep her coming the whole time. I keep up the dual actions until she’s writhing under me, coming again, harder this time than the last, which is all it takes to trip the most intense orgasm of my life.
Though I never take my eyes off her face, I nearly lose all sense of time and place as I hammer into her, taking as much as giving.
She clings to me, crying out as the release overtakes us both.
Gripping the condom, I withdraw from her as slowly as I went in, watching her the entire time. I use a tissue to dispose of the condom so I don’t have to leave her for even a second.
“Sweetheart…”
“Hmmm.”
“Can you open your eyes?”
It takes a minute, but they flutter open, glassy and moist and full of love that fills me with relief.
“Good?”
“Mmmm.”
“I need the words.”
She licks her lips. “Good. Different but good.”
“Hurt?”
“Yeah, but not as bad as I expected.”
“Would you do it again?”
“Now?” she asks, seeming alarmed.
Laughing, I say, “No, not now.”
“I’d do it again. You were right about the orgasm… Phew… It was so powerful.”
I’m so glad to hear her say that. It’s not for everyone, but I love it, so I’m glad to know she wasn’t so put off by our first time that she wouldn’t be willing to do it again.
“Thank you for trusting me enough to do that with me.”
“Thank you for being so gentle with me.”
“I’ll always be gentle with you.” I kiss her and hold her close. “Let me clean you up, and then we’ll get some sleep.” I release her only long enough to retrieve a warm washcloth from the bathroom that I use to clean us both.
She releases a satisfied-sounding sigh as the rough terrycloth rubs her sensitive flesh.
I look up to find her watching me tend to her, a small smile on her lips.
“What?”
“Just looking at what’s mine.”
I love that she’s possessive of me when that quality has driven me insane with other women. This woman is welcome to be as possessive of me as she’d like to be. “So am I.”
She holds out her arms to me.
I toss the washcloth on the floor and go to her, dragging the covers up and over us. We come together, arms and legs wrapped around each other, bodies pressed tightly. It’s the only way I can sleep now, with her warm, sweet softness snug against me.
“Are you hurting, sweetheart?”
“No, not really. I’m still throbbing.”
“And throbbing is a good thing?”
“In this case, yes.”
“I want you to know that I wish I’d told you the truth about myself from the beginning, that I’d had the faith I should’ve had in you and that core of inner strength that is so much a part of who you are.”
“While I wish I’d heard it from you rather than your ex-wife, you were probably wise to hold it back from me. I wouldn’t have been able to handle it at the beginning, and I might’ve done something stupid like run away from you.”
“I would’ve run after you.” I stroke my hand over her hair. “Go to sleep, sweetheart. We have a very special day ahead tomorrow.”
“Can’t wait to marry you all over again.”
“Me, too.” Long after she’s asleep, I remain awake, enjoying the simple pleasure of holding her while she sleeps.
Chapter 16