Her hands flexed restlessly as her back arched off the bed. She wanted to scream for him to stop because she wasn’t sure she could take much more. But at the same time, it felt so amazing; she didn’t want him to ever stop.
And then he did.
Her breathing was fast and ragged again and he seemed to be waiting for her to relaxed before he kissed his way from that breast to the other. This time he did not suckle the tip. This time he licked it and blew cool air over it. The bud puckered and the whole breast flooded with chilled bumps.
Charlie moaned in a raspy voice.
“Jaxon, I—”
He loved the nipple with his tongue again, flicking and lapping at the tip, then blowing on it again.
“Were you going to say something?”
“I don’t remember.” Her brain never worked right when he touched her.
Jaxon backed away from her and remove her night shirt and her knickers. He couldn’t wait much longer. If he became any harder without relief, he was going to be in pain.
As Jaxon moved to cover her with his body, Charlie looked down to see his arousal. She hadn’t been able to stop herself. She wanted to be prepared. Her eyes grew wide and she suddenly still as she realized her worst fear. He truly was going to split her in two if he wielded it like a weapon. But Charlie knew she loved Jaxon and she truly wanted to please him, even if it was going to be unpleasant. Charlie promised herself no matter how bad it hurt, she wouldn’t let herself cry. As she mentally prepared herself, Jaxon made his first forays between her legs. Her hips came off the bed as his mouth found the sensitive nub.
“Jax!” Her voice was high with surprise. “You mustn’t….” Her voice trailed off into a moan.
“I must,” he teased, lifting his head momentarily, though in truth, he didn’t have to. Charlie was already slick to his touch, but he’s still wanted to taste her nectar and bring her to the brink with his mouth before he entered her. He was so aroused, he wasn’t sure if he could last as long as she deserved so it was even more important to get her as equally aroused.
As Jaxon loved her with his mouth, he slid one finger into her; a minute later his second finger entered her. Jaxon allowed the muscles to stretch before he withdrew them and placed the tip of his shaft at her opening.
“Charlie, I love you,” he said entering her slowly, making small strokes, each time going a little deeper, stopping when he felt himself at her maidenhead. “Thank you for saving yourself for me. I-I don’t want to hurt you.” He was reluctant to push through it knowing he would cause her pain.
Suddenly, Charlie lifted her hips forcing him deeper. She made a slight whimper. Jaxon stilled her hips to allow the pain time to dissipate and for the untried muscles a moment to acclimate to the new intrusion.
Jaxon sought out her mouth and kissed her again and slowly withdrew and re-invaded. He only meant to increase the depth of his thrusts incrementally until she took him completely, but Charlie drove her pelvis into his and in one swift move, she sheathed him to the hilt.
Jaxon moaned at feel of her warmth tightly cocooning him. “Charlie,” he murmured. “Oh, baby, you don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
Jaxon began moving within her and she was moving beneath him, arching and drawing him in in a rhythm as old as mankind.
Her breath came in fast shallow moans, escalating in both timbre and frequency as her passion grew.
“Oh my God, I can’t breathe, I can’t….” She shuddered as the orgasm washed over her. “My God, Jaxon! I can’t…”
Whatever she was going to say was lost as she arched and whimpered. Her muscles clamped around him, throbbing and convulsing in waves. He couldn’t prolong his pleasure any longer and buried himself in her depths.
“Baby, oh.” He let out a primal moan as he spilled himself in her and he collapsed on top of her. She tightened her muscles making him shudder.
She sighed.
He smiled at the sound as he wrapped his arms around her and rolling onto his back bringing her with him. His eyes closed as he held her, content that his life could not be any more perfect.
“You did that to me again. I-I thought I had imagined it the other time. I didn’t know my body could feel like that. That was amazing.”
Jaxon chuckled at her choice of words. “Yes, it was,” he said stroking her hair. “You’re amazing.”
“I thought it was going to be horrible, but it wasn’t.”
Jaxon’s head came up; his eyes wide as he peered into her contented, flushed face resting on his chest.
“You thought it was going to be horrible?”
“Aye,” she admitted. “Especially when I saw how big you are, I thought it was going to be painful, but it was perfect.”