Page 26 of Stronger Than Fate
When we arrived at the hotel, I directed him to the parking area reserved for our guests. After parking, he got out of the car and quickly walked around to help me out. Again he took my hand and we headed toward the elevators. We went up with other people who were also in the parking garage. Henry didn’tlet go of my hand; he held it firmly in his. Every so often he would look at me, and the gleam in his eyes told me much more than his words. He desired me, I could feel it, and that somewhat eased my insecurities. When we got off at my floor, I took the card from my clutch and opened the door. As soon as we entered, he pulled me toward him and embraced me.
“Do you still want to do this? What I’m about to say might sound strange after I was practically carrying you here a while ago—even I can’t believe it—but I need to express something I feel,” he said, and came closer to give me a sweet kiss on the lips, “your virginity shouldn’t be given away lightly. Do you really want to go ahead with this?” he asked, caressing my face.
“Yes; I want to do it.”
“I have never desired anyone the way I desire you, and you need to know that if we continue, it will be very difficult for me to stop.”
“Don’t stop,” was all I said and all Henry needed to take my hand and make his decision.
“Where is the bedroom?”
I moved ahead of him and, with his hand in mine, I was the one who dragged him there. When we arrived, he pulled me into his arms and immediately sought my lips, outlining them with his tongue, sucking them and then caressing my tongue with his. First with a gentle caress, but then passionately. After a few seconds, he pulled away slightly, but without taking his eyes off me, he began to unbutton his shirt, but summoning my courage, I brought my hand there and continued opening the buttons myself. Henry smiled with pleasure and let me do it. When the last button was undone, he quickly removed it. My hands traveled across his chest and his defined abs, delighting in his magnificent body. He closed his eyes and moaned. I removed my hands from his body and took off my blouse. Henry watched mewith such desire that it gave me the courage to unhook my bra and let it fall to the floor. He brought his hands to my breasts and caressed them with reverence, then replaced his hands with his lips, and I nearly fainted with pleasure. Could one feel so much at once? I felt like my body was about to collapse and I moaned uncontrollably.
“God, you are so beautiful and sweet. I want you so much,” he said, panting and with a gleam in his eyes I had never seen before.
“Henry, I need you,” I said, knowing I needed him because my body was urgently demanding it.
We finished undressing, but before taking off his pants, he took a package from his pocket that I assumed were condoms.
“You are the most sublime vision I’ve ever seen in my life,” he affirmed. “If I don’t possess you, I’ll die right here. You have no idea how much I desire you,” he whispered against my lips.
“Do it,” I affirmed with conviction; I no longer had doubts, I wanted to give myself to him.
He returned to my lips with urgency, his tongue demanding everything. His hands were on my waist and began to move down to caress my buttocks and push them to press against his body. I felt his erection and shuddered. My hands caressed him, feeling his strong muscles, and he moaned at my touch. Very slowly he guided me to the bed and with utmost delicacy made me lie down on it. He explored my entire body with his mouth; on that imaginary journey captained by his mouth, he left nothing untasted. Suddenly he leaned over my body and very gently separated my legs, advancing with his body between them. He looked at me with amazement and blazing passion, suspended above me. I couldn’t take it anymore; this was desire and it was a painful need. Henry lowered his mouth to mygroin and stayed there, giving me a pleasure I didn’t know could be felt. It was agony. I threw my head back, moaning uncontrollably.
“Come for me, sweet Dalina.”
And with those words I began to convulse and exploded with pleasure, reached heaven and fell in a nosedive. I moaned uncontrollably, screamed, gasped, and called out his name.
“Henry!”
“Yes, Dalina, it’s me; and I am the first who will enter your body,” he said, and kissed me, absorbing all my moans. “Now you’re ready for me.”
He put on the condom while I watched him, dazzled and excited by everything I saw him doing, by how he breathed rapidly, by how he moaned, by how he moved. Without taking his eyes off me, he positioned himself between my legs, placing himself on top of me. I could tell he was tense, just as I was, even though I desired him like I had never desired anyone. He looked at me and I raised my hands to his neck as if giving him my consent to proceed. Very slowly he began to enter me. All my muscles tensed, and when he reached the barrier, he stopped and looked at me. I knew he was trying not to hurt me because he was tense and sweaty from the effort.
“I think it’s going to hurt a little,” he said, looking at me with some concern.
I nodded, and he penetrated me forcefully, causing the pain of that moment to make me cry out in a muffled way. I felt an intense, burning pain, but mixed with the pleasure of feeling him completely inside me.
“Are you okay, darling?” he asked, remaining motionless inside me, but breathing uncontrollably.
“Keep going, please,” I whispered, overwhelmed by the feeling of connection I felt.
Henry smiled.
“That’s my girl,” he said, withdrawing a little slowly, moaning with pleasure at that caress, and then penetrating me vigorously again.
“Faster, please,” I begged, needing him to continue thrusting.
And, without stopping, he began to move in and out of my body. His thrusts were increasingly stronger and faster, and I followed the rhythm because my body moved uncontrollably. Again I began to feel that sensation of fullness growing inside me, that sensation I had only felt that same night and which was indescribable.
“Come again for me,” he whispered between gasps.
And the orgasm hit me, splitting me like lightning and completely unraveling my body, which wouldn’t stop convulsing. My tremors transported Henry, and he exploded inside me, shouting my name before becoming motionless with his forehead resting against mine. Our irregular breathing and the accelerated rhythm of our hearts were the demonstration of the pleasure we had just experienced. Henry still had his eyes closed and his forehead pressed against mine, and I couldn’t believe what I had just experienced with him. When he raised his head to look at me, what I saw made me shudder; he was looking at me with what seemed like the most overwhelming feeling, but surely my mind, clouded by pleasure, was misinterpreting it. Without taking his eyes off me, he lowered his face to my lips and kissed them with incredible sweetness. With delicacy, hewithdrew from inside me, removed the condom, and lay down beside me, embracing me and pulling me close to his body.
“I’ve never felt this kind of pleasure before. You are fucking beautiful, sensual, fiery, and passionate. If I wasn’t concerned about whether doing it again might hurt you, I would bury myself inside you once more. With each second I want you more,” he said, kissing me on the lips.
Had he really said he’d never felt such pleasure before? My heart began to beat at a dizzying pace.
