pulling them down my legs and off my feet.
As he gently eased inside of me, I bit on my bottom lip to suppress my moan. He gazed into my eyes and smiled before he kissed me. As he began to move, I pressed my legs against him, his mouth moved over my lips, face, my neck. We moved together, and the deeper he stirred within me, I wanted him to go a little bit further. He lifted up from my body and pulled me up to meet him, pulling me against his slick chest. I slowly dragged my nails up his back as pressure began to build, the throb thudded with my heart and the burning wouldn’t stop.
Heat rushed through my body, I cried out as a spine tingling orgasm rocked my core and burst throughout my nerves, from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. I pushed against him, as he began to moan lightly into my hair, finally he let out,
“Oh my God!” And his body seized, locking inside of me, he lightly nipped my shoulder and smiled as he finally relaxed against me. “Bloody hell,” he panted.
“That was incredible,” I grinned.
“It was that good for you then?”
“Trust me, I feel like a new woman,” I admitted. He grinned proudly. “You have no idea what you have done to me.” I said as I climbed from him and laid on the bed, he laid beside me and turned on his side.
“It was just as amazing for me too,” he stated.
“Alec, that was my, um, my first ever, um…”
“You are kidding?” he asked. I shook my head. “So, the idiot who let you go never gave you an orgasm?”
“Not during sex, maybe once when we were first going out, I got drunk and allowed him to touch me, but he could never hit the spot during sex and I wondered if there was something wrong with me.”
“I can’t believe that, didn’t it bother him?”
“I never let on, I uh, I faked it.”
“You poor girl,” he said and pecked my shoulder. “The man should be hung, drawn and quartered. You are such a wonderful person, Grace, he should have tendered to your every need. I’d know if a girl faked it, I haven’t had that many, but I would know if I did it for them. It’s not just about the vocals, everything changes.” He smiled. “Well, now you have me, you never have to worry about that again.”
“Maybe it’s because I haven’t had sex for something like nine months. Maybe I was so desperate…”
“There is only one way to find out,” he grinned.
“Not before I pee,” I smiled and climbed from the bed, wrapping the sheet around me and trotting into the bathroom.
When I returned to the bedroom, he was checking his phone, he looked upset by something and glanced up at me as I sat on the bed,
“We have to go back, don’t we?”
“No, not at all.” He answered.
“But?”
“But I have two more meetings added to my schedule for next week. I have some business to take of before next weekend, so I may have to head up to San Francisco.”
“Oh,” I frowned, I couldn’t imagine being away from him, already I could feel apprehension filter through me at the thought of us being apart. Maybe I was desperate.
He stood from the bed. “Let’s not allow it to ruin this afternoon. I’ll hop in the shower and then…”
“Sounds good to me,” I smiled and stood with him. “There is shower gel and shampoo in there, but only enough for one shower, so there is only one thing for it.”
“I’m listening.”
“We’ll have to share,” I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply.
We didn’t have sex in the shower, but boy did we play. Touching, kissing, feeling, stroking and massaging. The warm water, the sensual smelling shower gel intensified everything. Water spraying over our slick bodies, fingers exploring, teeth biting, toe curling orgasms created by the playing, all of which
As he gently eased inside of me, I bit on my bottom lip to suppress my moan. He gazed into my eyes and smiled before he kissed me. As he began to move, I pressed my legs against him, his mouth moved over my lips, face, my neck. We moved together, and the deeper he stirred within me, I wanted him to go a little bit further. He lifted up from my body and pulled me up to meet him, pulling me against his slick chest. I slowly dragged my nails up his back as pressure began to build, the throb thudded with my heart and the burning wouldn’t stop.
Heat rushed through my body, I cried out as a spine tingling orgasm rocked my core and burst throughout my nerves, from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. I pushed against him, as he began to moan lightly into my hair, finally he let out,
“Oh my God!” And his body seized, locking inside of me, he lightly nipped my shoulder and smiled as he finally relaxed against me. “Bloody hell,” he panted.
“That was incredible,” I grinned.
“It was that good for you then?”
“Trust me, I feel like a new woman,” I admitted. He grinned proudly. “You have no idea what you have done to me.” I said as I climbed from him and laid on the bed, he laid beside me and turned on his side.
“It was just as amazing for me too,” he stated.
“Alec, that was my, um, my first ever, um…”
“You are kidding?” he asked. I shook my head. “So, the idiot who let you go never gave you an orgasm?”
“Not during sex, maybe once when we were first going out, I got drunk and allowed him to touch me, but he could never hit the spot during sex and I wondered if there was something wrong with me.”
“I can’t believe that, didn’t it bother him?”
“I never let on, I uh, I faked it.”
“You poor girl,” he said and pecked my shoulder. “The man should be hung, drawn and quartered. You are such a wonderful person, Grace, he should have tendered to your every need. I’d know if a girl faked it, I haven’t had that many, but I would know if I did it for them. It’s not just about the vocals, everything changes.” He smiled. “Well, now you have me, you never have to worry about that again.”
“Maybe it’s because I haven’t had sex for something like nine months. Maybe I was so desperate…”
“There is only one way to find out,” he grinned.
“Not before I pee,” I smiled and climbed from the bed, wrapping the sheet around me and trotting into the bathroom.
When I returned to the bedroom, he was checking his phone, he looked upset by something and glanced up at me as I sat on the bed,
“We have to go back, don’t we?”
“No, not at all.” He answered.
“But?”
“But I have two more meetings added to my schedule for next week. I have some business to take of before next weekend, so I may have to head up to San Francisco.”
“Oh,” I frowned, I couldn’t imagine being away from him, already I could feel apprehension filter through me at the thought of us being apart. Maybe I was desperate.
He stood from the bed. “Let’s not allow it to ruin this afternoon. I’ll hop in the shower and then…”
“Sounds good to me,” I smiled and stood with him. “There is shower gel and shampoo in there, but only enough for one shower, so there is only one thing for it.”
“I’m listening.”
“We’ll have to share,” I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply.
We didn’t have sex in the shower, but boy did we play. Touching, kissing, feeling, stroking and massaging. The warm water, the sensual smelling shower gel intensified everything. Water spraying over our slick bodies, fingers exploring, teeth biting, toe curling orgasms created by the playing, all of which
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