The Night Two Souls Became One [R-18]
He answered by pressing his mouth to her center of her pussy. Felberta cried out, her hips bucking against his face.
Julian’s tongue traced the length of her folds, tasting her for the first time.
She tasted like honey and warmth and everything wonderful.
He groaned against her, the sound vibrating through her sensitive flesh. His tongue found her pussy clit, circling it slowly.
"Mnhhhh~!"
Felberta gasped, her hands fisting in his hair, pulling him closer.
He obliged, increasing the pressure, the speed, his tongue flicking and swirling with expert precision.
"Julian... Mnhhh~! Ahhhh~!
Oh god-Ohhhhh~!"
Her thighs clenched around his head, but Julian didn’t stop. He brought his hand up, sliding two fingers inside her wet heat.
She was so tight, so hot, her walls clenching around him immediately.
He worked her in rhythm with his tongue, pressing and curling against that spot inside her that made her see stars. Felberta was lost. Her world narrowed to the feel of his mouth on her, his fingers inside her, the overwhelming pleasure building in her core. "Julian, I’m - I’m going to..."
"Let go," he murmured against her, the vibrations sending shockwaves through her body.
"Let go for me, Felberta."
She shattered. Her orgasm crashed through her like a wave, her body arching off the bed, a broken cry of his name escaping her lips.
Julian continued his ministrations, drawing out every last tremor, until she collapsed back against the mattress, panting and trembling. He crawled up her body, pressing gentle kisses along the way. When he reached her face, he kissed her lips- soft, tender, letting her taste herself on him.
"Okay?"
he whispered. Felberta nodded, still struggling to catch her breath.
"I..
I didn’t know it could be like that."
Julian smiled, his golden eyes warm.
"There’s more.
But only if you want."
She looked at him- the man who had just brought her to ecstasy, who treated her body like something precious, who looked at her like she was the only woman in the world.
Her heart swelled with something she’d never felt before. "I want it," she said softly. "I want you, Julian.
All of you."
His breath caught.
"Are you sure?
Felberta, I don’t want to rush you. We can take this slow.
We can-" "Julian."
She reached up, cupping his cheek. "I’ve been afraid my whole life. Of men.
Of touch. Of intimacy. But with you...
I’m not afraid.
I don’t know why, but with you, I feel safe." His golden eyes glistened with emotion.
"Felberta..."
"Make love to me," she whispered, her crimson eyes burning with a vulnerability she’d never shown anyone before.
"Please."
And Julian, for all his flirting and playful bravado, felt his heart crack wide open. The words hung between them, fragile and desperate and achingly honest. Felberta’s breath came in shallow gasps, her body trembling beneath him.
She had spent years building walls around herself, years pushing men away, years convincing herself she didn’t need anyone. But now, with this man - this impossible, infuriating, gentle man - everything had changed. She didn’t understand why.
She didn’t care.
All she knew was that she wanted him. All of him. Julian’s golden eyes searched hers, looking for any flicker of doubt, any sign that she wasn’t ready. He found none.
Only longing.
Only need. Only trust.
[She’s serious.]
[She actually wants to do sex.]
[With me.]
He swallowed hard, his throat tight with emotion.
"Felberta," he breathed, his voice rough.
"Are you sure?
Once we do this...
There’s no going back."
She reached up, her fingers brushing against his cheek.
"I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life."
And with those words, something inside Julian broke free. He lowered himself slowly, carefully, positioning his dick above her wet, pink pussy. One knee settled between her thighs, gently pressing his dick on her pussy apart.
His other leg remained bent, supporting his weight as he hovered over her. [I know this is happening fast.] [I know we barely know each other.]
[But I’ve never felt this way about anyone.]
[Not with any women.]
[She’s different.
She’s everything.]
His thoughts reached her clearly, and Felberta’s heart swelled.
*Everything?He thinks I’m everything?
* She pulled him down, her lips finding his in a kiss that was desperate and tender all at once. Julian kissed her back, his hand sliding from her cheek down to her neck, then lower, tracing the curve of her shoulder, the swell of her breast.
Her nipple hardened beneath his touch, and she gasped against his lips. He pulled back just enough to look at her. "Tell me if I hurt you," he whispered.
"Tell me to stop.
Promise me."
"I promise," she breathed. His hand continued its journey, sliding down her stomach, feeling the soft warmth of her skin, the way her muscles quivered beneath his touch. Lower.
And lower.
Until his fingers found the wet warm pussy between her thighs. Felberta gasped, her hips instinctively arching toward his hand. His fingers explored gently, finding her wet and ready.
[God, she’s so beautiful.][So sensitive.]
[I want to make this perfect for her.]
His thumb found the sensitive spot at her pussy, circling slowly, watching her face for any sign of discomfort.
He found none. Only pleasure. Only surrender. "Julian..." she moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
"Please...
I need you..."
He leaned down and kissed her, soft and deep and full of everything he couldn’t put into words. Then, slowly, carefully, he positioned himself above her, the tip of his dick pressing against her entrance.
His golden eyes locked with her crimson ones.
"You’re sure?""I’m sure."
The head of his dick pressed against her wet folds, and Felberta gasped at the contact.
"Look at me," he murmured. "I want to see your eyes when-" He pushed inside her. He pushed his dick forward slowly, carefully. The tight heat of her pussy welcomed him, and Felberta gasped at the sensation-a strange, full feeling she’d never experienced before.
Then came the tight pressure like something trying to fit inside her.
Then the brief, sharp pain.
"Anhhh~!"