The Promise Between Them [R -18]
"Please," she begged, not even knowing what she was asking for.
"Please what?" he teased, his voice husky.
"I don’t know," she admitted, almost crying. "Just... please. I need something. I don’t know what. I just need..."
He kissed her deeply, swallowing her words.
"Let me take care of you," he whispered against her lips. "Trust me."
She nodded frantically.
His hand slipped between her thighs, finding her wet and ready pussy.
Felberta cried out at the first touch, her hips bucking against his hand.
"Julian!"
"So beautiful," he breathed, watching her face as he explored her. "So perfect."
He found her most sensitive spot, circling it with his thumb, and she shattered in his arms.
Her climax washed over her in waves, her body shuddering against his.
He held her through it, whispering words of praise, kissing her forehead, her cheeks, her lips.
When she finally stilled, she was panting, her crimson eyes glazed with pleasure.
"That was..." she started, then couldn’t finish.
"Incredible?" he supplied with a grin.
"Amazing," she corrected, her smile shy. "I’ve never... I didn’t know it could feel like that."
"We’re not done yet," he said, his voice dropping. "That was just the beginning."
Felberta’s eyes widened.
Then she felt it-his dick, hard and ready, pressing against her pussy.
Her blush returned in full force.
"Julian, that’s..." She swallowed hard. "That’s..."
"That’s what happens when I’m with a beautiful woman who drives me crazy," he said, his voice rough. "Especially you."
She looked down, then back up at him, her eyes wide.
"Will it... will it hurt?" she asked quietly.
His expression softened.
"The first time might," he admitted gently. "But I’ll go slow. I’ll be careful. I’ll stop if you need me to. Always."
She stared into his golden eyes and saw nothing but sincerity.
"Okay," she whispered. "I trust you."
He kissed her forehead.
Then he positioned himself between her thighs, his body covering hers.
"Ready?" he asked.
She nodded, her heart racing.
He entered her slowly, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust.
Felberta gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders.
"Breathe," he reminded her softly. "Just breathe."
She did, and the pain eased into something else-a fullness, a rightness that felt like coming home.
"Okay?" he asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.
She nodded, tears in her eyes. "Okay."
He began to move, slow and gentle at first.
Her body responded to him instinctively, her hips rising to meet his.
The rhythm built, the heat between them intensifying.
Felberta’s shyness faded, replaced by a passion she hadn’t known she possessed.
She moaned his name, her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper.
"Julian, Julian, Julian..."
"Felberta," he answered, his voice a prayer, a promise, a confession. "My Felberta."
The words broke something inside her.
She cried out, her second climax crashing over her like a wave.
He followed moments later, his body tensing above her, his release pouring into her as he gasped her name.
They lay tangled together afterward, breathing hard, covered in a fine sheen of sweat.
Julian propped himself up on his elbows, looking down at her.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice tender.
Felberta smiled up at him, her eyes shining.
"I’m more than okay," she whispered. "I’m... happy. I haven’t been happy in so long. But right now, with you..."
Her voice caught with emotion.
"I’m happy," she finished simply.
He kissed her deeply.
"I’m going to make you happy every day," he promised. "For the rest of your life. I swear it."
Her eyes welled with tears, but they were tears of joy.
They held each other, their bodies intertwined, their hearts beating as one.
But then...
Felberta shifted slightly beneath him, and a soft gasp escaped her lips.
"Julian..."
"What?" he asked, concern flickering across his face. "Are you in pain?"
Her lips parted to respond-
But before she could speak, she felt it.
Against her pussy, pressing insistently against her skin.
His dick, already stirring back to life.
Felberta’s crimson eyes flew open.
Her cheeks flushed a deep, burning red.
"Julian...!" she gasped, pushing against his chest. "You-you’re-"
Julian grinned down at her, his golden eyes sparkling with mischief despite the exhaustion that lingered around the edges.
"I’m what?" he teased, his voice dropping to that low, rough register that made her stomach flip. "Hard again? Can’t help it. You’re too beautiful."
He looked down, then back at her, a slow grin spreading across his face.
"Already?" he teased. "Give me a few minutes, at least."
She swatted his chest weakly, mortified. "That’s not what I meant!"
"I know what you meant," he murmured, his voice dropping. "I’m just glad you’re... responsive."
Her blush deepened impossibly.
"You’re impossible," she muttered.
"And you love it," he countered.
"You just-we just-" Felberta sputtered, her blush spreading down her neck to her chest.
She opened her mouth to argue, but he kissed her before the words could escape.
"I know." Julian’s grin widened. "But you’re naked. And warm. And you’re looking at me with those big crimson eyes like I’m the most fascinating thing in the world. What do you expect me to do?"
Felberta opened her mouth to retort-
But no words came.
Because he was right.
She was naked.
And warm.
And she was looking at him like that.
Her body, still sensitive from their earlier lovemaking, was already responding to his nearness. Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples peaking against the cool air, and deeper still, she could feel a familiar warmth gathering between her thighs.
She wanted him again.
The realization made her blush impossibly deeper.
"You’re incorrigible," she managed weakly.
"And you love it," he shot back, his hand already sliding down her back to cup her ass.
Her breath hitched.
"I don’t-I didn’t say-"
But her body betrayed her.
Her hips shifted against his, pressing against his hard nine inch throbbing dick against her sensitive pussy, and Mnhhhh~ a soft, needy sound escaped her lips.
Julian’s eyes darkened with desire.
"Felberta," he murmured, his voice husky. "Tell me what you want."