his pleasure assault. He ran his hands up and down my stomach finally resting them on my hips.
“Francesca, I do not want you to do anything you are not ready for.” I looked up at him. I could see in his face that he thought my body was trembling with fear. I bit my lip and raised my hand to brush it against his face. He leaned into my palm absorbing my touch. I gently pulled him back down to me, giving him a small, shaky kiss.
My eyes stared into his as I raked my fingers down every sculpted muscle of his chest all the way down to the top of his trousers. With nervous fingers I popped open the clasp, never breaking eye contact. I then placed my fingers behind his neck as I pulled his lips towards mine. “Make love to me Conner,” I whispered. “Please.”
All hesitation gone, Conner's lips crushed against mine. He pushed his trouser off, sliding them from his body. He then settled himself in between my thighs, forcing my legs to fall farther apart for him. I could feel his hard length pressed against my entrance. With his lips on mine, he slowly began to ease into me.
My hands gripped his arms as I felt him reach my barrier. He paused, eyes looking straight into mine.
“This will hurt, but only for a moment. I will stop to give you time to adjust to me.” He reassured me with a gentle tone.
I nodded my head. He slowly pressed himself in deeper. My body tensed and my head flew back with the sudden pain. He held still, like he said he would until I relaxed my grip on his arms then slowly he began to move. The pain eased and my body relaxed.
The sensation was overwhelming. My body welcomed his. All the fear and worries were gone. All that existed was us. He groaned slowly moving his body against mine. “You are stunning Francesca and you feel like heaven.”
My arms wrapped around his back clinging to him. I let out a soft moan of pleasure. “Oh Conner...” Conner gripped my thigh lifting it wrapping my leg around his hip deepening his thrust. His pace quickened. I felt his palm travel down my body as his lips found my neck. His hand lightly played with my nipple. I could feel something building up inside me. I did not know what it was, but I knew I wanted it. With each thrust it grew more intense until I felt myself chasing it. Conner's mouth was next to my ear when I heard him breathe the words, “I love you.” They were my undoing.
Like lightning, I felt a bolt of searing ecstasy move from my head down to my toes, and I heard a cry of utter euphoria release from my lips. The pleasure fell on me in waves. I felt Conner's body filling me with the white hot intensity of his release. It was the most satisfying experience of my entire life.
Chapter 11
Busted
The heat of the morning sun touched my bare back, awakening me. I was lying across Conner's warm chest. The room was absolutely still, with the exception of the gentle rise and fall of his chest from his slumbering breaths. Having his arms wrapped around me felt so natural, like I had spent a lifetime waking up in his arms instead of it being the first time.
If waking naked wrapped around him was not enough of a sign that last night was not a dream, my body certainly was. Every muscle ached, even my insides ached.
I untangled myself from his embrace carefully, not wishing to wake him then sat on the side of the bed for a moment, looking over myself. Everything looked the same but felt completely different. The world felt new and foreign to me. Yawning, I stretched my muscles and felt a twinge of discomfort. I stood, being careful not to disturb Conner, I padded across the floor to where my night gown laid and slipped it back on. As I made it to the door, I turned briefly glancing at Conner’s sleeping form. He looked so peaceful and at ease. Quietly, I returned to my room. I was completely exhausted but too thrilled to close my eyes again.
I decided to get dressed and head down to breakfast. It was a little early, but no
“Francesca, I do not want you to do anything you are not ready for.” I looked up at him. I could see in his face that he thought my body was trembling with fear. I bit my lip and raised my hand to brush it against his face. He leaned into my palm absorbing my touch. I gently pulled him back down to me, giving him a small, shaky kiss.
My eyes stared into his as I raked my fingers down every sculpted muscle of his chest all the way down to the top of his trousers. With nervous fingers I popped open the clasp, never breaking eye contact. I then placed my fingers behind his neck as I pulled his lips towards mine. “Make love to me Conner,” I whispered. “Please.”
All hesitation gone, Conner's lips crushed against mine. He pushed his trouser off, sliding them from his body. He then settled himself in between my thighs, forcing my legs to fall farther apart for him. I could feel his hard length pressed against my entrance. With his lips on mine, he slowly began to ease into me.
My hands gripped his arms as I felt him reach my barrier. He paused, eyes looking straight into mine.
“This will hurt, but only for a moment. I will stop to give you time to adjust to me.” He reassured me with a gentle tone.
I nodded my head. He slowly pressed himself in deeper. My body tensed and my head flew back with the sudden pain. He held still, like he said he would until I relaxed my grip on his arms then slowly he began to move. The pain eased and my body relaxed.
The sensation was overwhelming. My body welcomed his. All the fear and worries were gone. All that existed was us. He groaned slowly moving his body against mine. “You are stunning Francesca and you feel like heaven.”
My arms wrapped around his back clinging to him. I let out a soft moan of pleasure. “Oh Conner...” Conner gripped my thigh lifting it wrapping my leg around his hip deepening his thrust. His pace quickened. I felt his palm travel down my body as his lips found my neck. His hand lightly played with my nipple. I could feel something building up inside me. I did not know what it was, but I knew I wanted it. With each thrust it grew more intense until I felt myself chasing it. Conner's mouth was next to my ear when I heard him breathe the words, “I love you.” They were my undoing.
Like lightning, I felt a bolt of searing ecstasy move from my head down to my toes, and I heard a cry of utter euphoria release from my lips. The pleasure fell on me in waves. I felt Conner's body filling me with the white hot intensity of his release. It was the most satisfying experience of my entire life.
Chapter 11
Busted
The heat of the morning sun touched my bare back, awakening me. I was lying across Conner's warm chest. The room was absolutely still, with the exception of the gentle rise and fall of his chest from his slumbering breaths. Having his arms wrapped around me felt so natural, like I had spent a lifetime waking up in his arms instead of it being the first time.
If waking naked wrapped around him was not enough of a sign that last night was not a dream, my body certainly was. Every muscle ached, even my insides ached.
I untangled myself from his embrace carefully, not wishing to wake him then sat on the side of the bed for a moment, looking over myself. Everything looked the same but felt completely different. The world felt new and foreign to me. Yawning, I stretched my muscles and felt a twinge of discomfort. I stood, being careful not to disturb Conner, I padded across the floor to where my night gown laid and slipped it back on. As I made it to the door, I turned briefly glancing at Conner’s sleeping form. He looked so peaceful and at ease. Quietly, I returned to my room. I was completely exhausted but too thrilled to close my eyes again.
I decided to get dressed and head down to breakfast. It was a little early, but no
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