Page 74 of Hearts Held
One part of me wants to back down, return to the comfortable, timid behavior and not embrace this side of myself, but a new addition to my soul screams to exist.
I nod ever so slightly, then reach over to turn the lamp off.
As the light cuts off, the room is only lit by a few candles.
The small embers create just enough lightso we may hide in the shadows.
I feel so exposed as his eyes peer down and drink me in. As he lowers his head, I feel the caress of hot breath along my neck, then he places a small kiss softly on my hot skin. A small groan escapes my throat.
He ignites my soul.
Bringing something I have never felt before. These sensations, this drive.
The passion.
The obsession of wanting him, feeling him, needing him.
Locking eyes on his haunting amber eyes, I crawl farther back on the bed before my legs give out beneath me.
“Well, isn’t this a beautiful sight?” he slowly drawls, deep voice reverberating to my bones.
I want to reach out and beg him to ravish me, but I want it slow. Nice and slow.
Reaching for him, I begin unfastening his belt and pants.
Fuck. How is he going to fit?
“Eager, dove?” he croons in my ear, causing shivers to splay across my skin.
I feel like I just won a prize as his pants finally slide down his sculpted, scarred legs, and I see he is just as eager as I am.
Though I become confused when he comes to sit next to me on the vast bed.
“What are you…?” He presses a long finger to my lips.
His wicked smile spreads across his beautiful face. “I want you to try something for the first time tonight. Can you do that for me?” he asks.
I nod with confidence.
Pulling the pillows from under the sheets, he props himself up, positioning his body in the center of the bed.
“Climb on top,” he orders.
I hesitate, considering I have never placed myself atop someone. I’ve always had missionary or been bent over.
Carefully, he places his hands atop my hips, his thumbs rubbing my hip bones as he guides me onto him. “Tonight you will have full control for once. Tonight you will take fromme.Then afterward, if you’re a good girl, I’ll reward you,” he growls, the devilish grin stretching even wider, his gaze ensnaring me.
“Claim your throne, darling,” he orders as my pussy throbs, aching to be filled.
I line him up at my entrance, heart pounding at this new experience.
The weight of my body feels so heavy as I notice every sensation.
“Breath, dove. Only do what feels good for you.” Then he moves closer, capturing my lips. Tongue parting through my lips, he kisses me with so much passion and embraces me even closer. Our abdomens flush.
Slowly I lower myself down onto him, his swollen cock stretching me, filling me until I sink fully onto him. My eyes open wide and I break from his kiss.
“Are you all right, dove?” Concern is written on his face, his eyes anticipating my answers.
