Mr. Big(35)

She drew in her breath, wondering how it would be, and a moment later, she found out as he began to push himself into her inch by inch, so slowly and gently, as her body gradually acclimated to his size and she was barely able to take him. She closed her eyes as he entered her, lifting her chin and tilting her head backward; it felt so good to her and even the little bit of pain she felt made her want more of him.

When he was finally inside of her fully, he began to move, still slowly, still carefully, until she was able to move with him, and as she did she knew she had never before felt pleasure like she was feeling with him inside of her. He gasped and moaned in chorus with her and they closed their arms around each other as their bodies rocked and swayed, their movements growing swifter as the waves of pleasure they shared overwhelmed them.

Alexander began to move faster in her and she matched his urgency and need with her own, feeling fire between them and sweat beading on their skin everywhere it touched. She lifted her hips to meet his, drawing him fully into her, and as she did so, he cried out and shuddered, groaning with intensity and she knew he was going to reach his ultimate pleasure. The knowledge of it brought her to another orgasm, and as she began to tremble in his arms, he flooded her with his own orgasm, and they clung to one another fiercely, barely able to breath, totally unable to move, both of them lost in each other, and in the bliss they had created together.

Their bodies finally relaxing some, he nearly collapsed as he laid beside her, and they both tried to catch their breath. She had never felt desire or pleasure or completely overwhelming satisfaction until that night with him, and it was almost incomprehensible to her.

She looked at him and promised herself that she would not let the tears at the back of her eyes be brought forth. She lowered her lashes and breathed deep, and he touched her cheek lightly and smiled at her.

“I’m glad that we waited at least a little while, but if I had known it would be that incredible with you, I would have taken you on the very first day.” He chuckled a little. “You are as beautiful inside as you are on the outside, and that was one of the most powerful and amazing experiences in intimacy that I have ever had.”

He leaned close to her and kissed her forehead and then kissed her mouth. “Get some sleep, beautiful lady,” he said quietly, and she promised herself that she would not go to sleep, because she never went to sleep at any man’s home ever; she always went home and slept in her own bed, but being there beside him calmed her, soothed her soul, and she found herself completely at peace.

Breathing deeply, she gazed at him for a few long moments, and then before she knew it, she had fallen sound asleep. Alexander kissed her forehead once more and then pulled the duvet up over her and wrapped her gently in his arms and she nestled against the muscled wall of his chest, and they both dreamed of each other.

Light streamed into the room through all of the windows, warming everything that it touched, including Mia’s foot as she stretched the one leg that she had sneaked outside of the covers. She yawned and stretched moving her body a little and then she opened her eyes and looked around.

At first she thought that she must still be dreaming; her dreams had been so hot and so sweet, but then she realized that she was not in her room. She was still in Alexander’s bedroom, and as her heart began to pound and her eyes widened, she turned her head slowly and looked over to see him sleeping soundly next to her.

Panic clutched at her and she gasped and began to carefully slide herself from the bed when she felt two strong hands on her waist, pulling her back to the center of the bed.

“Where do you think you’re sneaking off to?” his deep voice sounded in her ear. She could hear the hunger in his voice, and a moment later she could feel the rock hard stiffness of it on her hip.

She laughed lightly, or as lightly as she could. “I was going to go home. I didn’t want to wake you,” she admitted.

He made a low sound that might have been some sort of growl or grumble. “You aren’t going anywhere until I take you again,” he said firmly, and before she knew what was going on, he had her flat on her back and he was between her thighs again, rubbing himself against her body as his mouth captured her nipples. She felt herself begin to ache for him, and in no time at all she was moist and ready for him, and he knew just the right moment to enter himself into her again, sliding the tip of his erection in, followed bit by bit, inch by inch, of the fullness of him until he had filled her completely.

They were more familiar with each other in the morning, and it showed in their lovemaking, in the movements they made and in the uninhibited way they rocked their bodies and succumbed to the fire between them. He brought her to the hilt of pleasure, making her climax over and over until she was positive that she would not be able to breathe or move, and it was just as overwhelming pleasure began to weaken her that he gasped and cried out in release, spilling all of his heat and pleasure in the depths of her.