of the oblong tub and Colton gets in and sits down in the water directly across from me.
"How do you feel?" he asks, his tone is soft and tender and his toes are touching mine underneath the water.
My inner tissues feel slightly swollen and tender. But in the best possible way, I decide. "Like a woman," I smile.
He laughs out loud at me. His laughter is the best sound. He's a serious man, often quite thoughtful and composed, so hearing his burst of masculine laughter in the quiet room fills me with a deep sense of happiness.
We settle into the warm water, each of us sinking down to our shoulders and just watching the other quietly. It's a heavy moment, but in a good way. Everything we've shared, everything that's ahead of us leaves me feeling happy and secure.
"I shouldn't have come inside you, Soph. I was being careless," Colton says, finally breaking the silence.
My little happy bubble is momentarily burst. "I wanted you to."
"But you're not on birth control, are you? You could get pregnant."
"I know." I stare right back at him, waiting to see how he'll respond.
His answer is a lazy smile that lights up his entire face. "Understood."
My body floods with endorphins and warm sensation spreads over me. He and I are on the exact same page. This is not some fling. This is not something fleeting or temporary. There is meaning and depth and complete clarity to what we are doing.
"Come here," he commands, his voice low and gravelly.
I practically swim across the tub to reach him and Colton grins as he watches me. I climb into his lap, settling against him. I open my legs and place one on either side of his hips, resting my arms on his shoulders. He cups my cheeks and brings his mouth to mine in a sweet kiss.
"Thank you for tonight. For believing in me. For giving yourself to me."
I nod slowly, letting the weight of this moment, and the deep meaning behind his words sink in.
"You were so trusting to come home with me that night. So strong," he says, nuzzling his mouth against my throat.
"I knew out of all those men there that night that I was meant to go with you," I say.
"You belong with me. Always."
"Yes."
There are no games, no playing coy or denying our feelings and I fucking love it.
As we kiss and cuddle in the warm water, I can feel Colton's manhood lengthen and grow.
I slide up and down on him, teasing us both with the thought that he could so easily sink into me with the aid of the water.
Letting his hands drift down, he squeezes my breasts, caressing them with light touches.
"I'll never tire of this," he says.
"Of what?"
"Touching you, knowing you're mine."
I feel the exact same way and I never want this moment to end.
Colton
The first time we made love we were a tangle of limbs, desperate and fighting to get closer. This time, I'm holding her in my arms, both of us stretched out on my bed laying side by side, and I vow to take my time.
I sweep her hair back from her eyes and peer down at her. "I shouldn’t have taken your virginity like that." I felt badly that our first time was a quick hard fuck against the wall. I'd never felt so out of control with lust before like I did with her.
"Like what?"
"Pressing you against the wall with my cock buried inside you. I should have been more romantic. Gentler with you."
She shakes her head. "I needed it that way," she says, disagreeing with me.
"But why?"
"Because all these weeks spent abstinent, I was starting to think there was something undesirable about me. I needed you to lose all control and take me like that," she admits softly.
"There is nothing undesirable about you," I assure her, bringing my hand to her face and rubbing my thumb along her lips.
"Show me…" she murmurs.
I reach down and stroke my cock that is hard again and lays extended against my belly. "This is what you do to me. You get me so hard and aching."
Her cheeks flush and she sinks her teeth into her plump lower lip.
"Think you can handle
"How do you feel?" he asks, his tone is soft and tender and his toes are touching mine underneath the water.
My inner tissues feel slightly swollen and tender. But in the best possible way, I decide. "Like a woman," I smile.
He laughs out loud at me. His laughter is the best sound. He's a serious man, often quite thoughtful and composed, so hearing his burst of masculine laughter in the quiet room fills me with a deep sense of happiness.
We settle into the warm water, each of us sinking down to our shoulders and just watching the other quietly. It's a heavy moment, but in a good way. Everything we've shared, everything that's ahead of us leaves me feeling happy and secure.
"I shouldn't have come inside you, Soph. I was being careless," Colton says, finally breaking the silence.
My little happy bubble is momentarily burst. "I wanted you to."
"But you're not on birth control, are you? You could get pregnant."
"I know." I stare right back at him, waiting to see how he'll respond.
His answer is a lazy smile that lights up his entire face. "Understood."
My body floods with endorphins and warm sensation spreads over me. He and I are on the exact same page. This is not some fling. This is not something fleeting or temporary. There is meaning and depth and complete clarity to what we are doing.
"Come here," he commands, his voice low and gravelly.
I practically swim across the tub to reach him and Colton grins as he watches me. I climb into his lap, settling against him. I open my legs and place one on either side of his hips, resting my arms on his shoulders. He cups my cheeks and brings his mouth to mine in a sweet kiss.
"Thank you for tonight. For believing in me. For giving yourself to me."
I nod slowly, letting the weight of this moment, and the deep meaning behind his words sink in.
"You were so trusting to come home with me that night. So strong," he says, nuzzling his mouth against my throat.
"I knew out of all those men there that night that I was meant to go with you," I say.
"You belong with me. Always."
"Yes."
There are no games, no playing coy or denying our feelings and I fucking love it.
As we kiss and cuddle in the warm water, I can feel Colton's manhood lengthen and grow.
I slide up and down on him, teasing us both with the thought that he could so easily sink into me with the aid of the water.
Letting his hands drift down, he squeezes my breasts, caressing them with light touches.
"I'll never tire of this," he says.
"Of what?"
"Touching you, knowing you're mine."
I feel the exact same way and I never want this moment to end.
Colton
The first time we made love we were a tangle of limbs, desperate and fighting to get closer. This time, I'm holding her in my arms, both of us stretched out on my bed laying side by side, and I vow to take my time.
I sweep her hair back from her eyes and peer down at her. "I shouldn’t have taken your virginity like that." I felt badly that our first time was a quick hard fuck against the wall. I'd never felt so out of control with lust before like I did with her.
"Like what?"
"Pressing you against the wall with my cock buried inside you. I should have been more romantic. Gentler with you."
She shakes her head. "I needed it that way," she says, disagreeing with me.
"But why?"
"Because all these weeks spent abstinent, I was starting to think there was something undesirable about me. I needed you to lose all control and take me like that," she admits softly.
"There is nothing undesirable about you," I assure her, bringing my hand to her face and rubbing my thumb along her lips.
"Show me…" she murmurs.
I reach down and stroke my cock that is hard again and lays extended against my belly. "This is what you do to me. You get me so hard and aching."
Her cheeks flush and she sinks her teeth into her plump lower lip.
"Think you can handle
Similar Books
In the Court of the Yellow King
Tim Curran, Cody Goodfellow, Gary McMahon, C.J. Henderson, William Meikle, T.E. Grau, Laurel Halbany, Christine Morgan, Edward Morris
