Page 62 of The Scholar's Key
Percy had no expectations of what might happen after this. They hadn’t spoken of the future, and as far as she was aware, Noah had no interest in a wife – or at least, inheras a wife – but then, she didn’t want to think of that right now.
This, their coming together, felt like it had been building for so long that it was nearly unavoidable. And she knew that this was no time for words, that their bodies were doing the talking.
Noah returned to her, and she couldn’t help her groan of relief, as she arched her hips and sought out his, not entirely knowing what she was doing, but acting on instinct.
Her knowledge, at least, was expansive, more than most innocent young ladies, between the scandalous books she and her friends read, and then the whispered explanations of her two married friends.
She was both excited and terrified.
Noah leaned down, kissing her once more, until he finally pulled away, his eyes searching hers. His were nearly glazed over in apparent need of her, their hazel irises seemingly piercing through her soul.
“I’ll try to go slow.”
“Don’t,” she said fiercely, as she reached down to find the fall of his breeches, helping him slide them down his legs.
Percy leaned up on her elbows, taking in her fill of the sight of him again. His cock, standing at attention, seemed bigger than before, if that was at all possible.
It was ready for her.
He gently spread her legs apart, and while she certainly felt not only vulnerable at being so exposed again but also nervous as to what was to come, she trusted him so implicitly that her fears were eased by the knowledge that he would take care of her.
Noah brought his thumb to her bundle of nerves as he slipped a finger inside. Percy was embarrassed at just how wet she was, waiting for him, but he didn’t seem to mind as the corners of his mouth curled upward in satisfaction.
“Percy, are you sure?” he asked, his voice husky. “Say the word and we’ll stop. Or swivel.”
She searched his face, and while it was full of thick tension at what she was sure he needed, she appreciated that he was willing to do as she pleased. He had started this for her, and he would stop this for her too – if she chose.
“I am,” she said, finding that she was hardly able to say the words aloud, so clogged her throat was with emotion. “Are you?”
“Against my better judgement…” he said taking in a jagged breath, “absolutely.”
He leaned in, placing a soft kiss on her lips.
“I trust you, Noah,” she said into his mouth. “Show me what it feels like to make love.”
He nodded, pressing his forehead against hers, and now it wasn’t tension between them but rather emotion – scaring her at how firmly she was in its grip.
Noah’s body covered hers, one of his hands splaying across her hip to hold her steady. Percy reached up, gripping the wiry muscles of his forearms as she waited for him.
He lifted his head just enough that he was looking into her eyes, and, keeping them locked together, he notched the head of his cock into her, moving ever so slowly. Percy’s eyes widened in shock at the feel of him inside, at how he stretched her.
“Stop,” she said, and he did exactly as she said, but when he began to pull out of her, she shook her head, her arms climbing to his biceps to keep him where he was. “I just need a moment,” she said, slightly panting. “But do not go anywhere.”
He nodded, waiting, and finally, Percy relaxed again, adjusting to his girth.
“I’m ready,” she said, smiling at his worried expression, and she had to wrap her legs around his back and pull him forward into her to convince him to move again.
He closed his eyes as he sank forward into her. “Percy,” he groaned as she reached her arms around him, holding him as close as she could.
He thrust his hips forward, then back out again, moving deeper into her each time. No longer uncomfortable, Percy whimpered at the sensations that filled her. Her books had not quite prepared her for what this would feel like.
Noah reached down, caressing her again, and Percy nearly shot off the bed as pure pleasure filled her. Her legs still wrapped around him, she urged him on with her heels, and he matched her thrust for thrust.
“Noah,” she heard echo in the air around her, a pleading edge to it, and it took a moment to realize it was coming from her own mouth.
Before she knew it, the sweet promise of release began to make itself known, as her every sense turned toward Noah. When he bent his head and sucked hard on one of her nipples, Percy lost all control as her world exploded into pieces. It was only just starting to come back together when Noah pulled himself out of her before finishing on the sheet next to her.
When he was done, he turned to her, pulling her close to his side as he sighed contentedly into her neck.
