She had never felt so…in control and she realised in that moment that it wasn’t so much about being touched that she feared as not feeling in control, but that was too revelatory for her to try and analyse now.
She came up over him and using her hand on him, positioned herself so that she was hovering over the tip of his body. Slowly, she sank down, taking him inside her.
Cassian’s head was thrown back now, tendons straining in his neck. Lili put her hands on his chest and she could feel his heart thundering and his skin slick with perspiration. She kept sinking down until there was a moment of discomfort. She stopped.
Cassian’s hands were gripping the sheets. He looked at her. ‘I’m going to push against you, okay? It’ll hurt for a second but then it’ll get better, I promise.’
Lili nodded.
Cassian clenched his buttocks and surged upwards and Lili felt that very sharp acute pain as his body pushed even deeper into hers. She gasped out loud.
He stopped and she’d never felt so full.
‘Okay?’ he asked.
She wasn’t sure. She moved experimentally and the discomfort eased. She said breathlessly, ‘I think so.’
‘Okay…now find your rhythm. Move up and down.’
Lili did as he said, finding the passage of his body within hers easier and easier as she moved up and down. The same sensation she’d felt before, the delicious tightening deep down in her body was building again. She moved faster, instinctively. Her fingers were digging into Cassian’s chest. She could see the whites of his knuckles out of the corner of her eye gripping the sheets, but all that was beginning to matter right now was the fact that she had become pure sensation and fire and he was stoking that fire higher and higher every time he moved against her and in her.
She moved against him and he bucked up and into her. Skin slick. Hearts pounding. Cassian let out a harsh groan and said, ‘I’m sorry… I can’t…’
His body jerked up against hers and she could feel the the rush of his climax inside her, just as her own body was held in a state of suspended bliss before cracking open and exploding into pleasure so intense, it made her cry out, back arched, every muscle pulsing and contracting in endless waves of pure ecstasy.
* * *
When Cassian woke it took a long time for consciousness to return. His body felt weighted down. He felt…a deep sense of satisfaction and for a minute his brain was blank…why?—and then it came back in glorious Technicolour.
His eyes opened and he squinted in the dawn light. He lifted his head. The bed was empty. Sheets rumpled. He was laying splayed out as if he’d been used in some sort of ritual sacrifice.
And Lili…his body twitched at the memory of her sitting astride him, her glorious curves, those perfect breasts. Her skin sheened with perspiration, nipples hard, cheeks flushed.
And more…even before that, how she’d obeyed his instructions to pleasure herself, biting her lip, and frowning with concentration as if this was a very important task he’d set her.
And just like that, Cassian’s body was fully hard again, pulsating with need. He groaned and sat up. Last night had been completely unexpected and easily the most erotic experience of his life. Hands down.
The effort it had taken not to reach out and touch her—he hadn’t even known he had that level of control. He’d ached to cup those beautiful breasts and bring them to his mouth so he could explore their hard peaks with his tongue and suck them deep. To put his hand between her legs and feel for himself how ready she was.
He’d seen it in the slick glistening folds of her sex after she’d touched herself and how he hadn’t spilled there and then…would be a mystery for the rest of his life.
He squinted against the light again. Where was she? Something inside him clenched. Was she okay? He’d blacked out after the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced. He had a vague memory of her breasts touching his chest and maybe he’d stroked her back but then…blankness. A pleasure induced coma.
Cassian usually welcomed waking alone in a bed after making love but this time, he felt uneasy. He was pretty sure it had been as amazing for Lili, he’d felt her body clamping powerfully around his with her climax, almost inducing another climax from him…but it had been her first time.
He got up from the bed, muscles protesting and went into his bathroom to take a cold shower, and then he would look for his wife. His very unexpected and surprising wife.
* * *
Lili had just taken a shower in her own room and was standing on the terrace outside her bedroom in a robe as dawn rose, still grappling with everything that had happened. She felt as if her brain had been taken out of her head and then reinserted.
Was this the same planet? Everything felt a little altered. Like she’d been recalibrated.
She still didn’t fully have words to explain the events of the previous night. She’d passed out in a haze of pleasure, and had woken not long before, her body draped over Cassian’s chest, boneless. And lying there, feeling his heart pounding under her cheek…had been the singularly most profound moment, even more than the sheer physical heights she’d experienced.
His hand had been on her back and she’d recalled how just after making love, with a very gentle, light touch, he had caressed her, up and down and it had felt…so amazing. Comforting. Seductive.
To Lili’s horror she’d felt emotional, a mass of tangled feelings rising up within her for all that had happened. And so as he’d slept, she’d fled, in case he’d wake and look at her, after already seeing her more exposed than she’d ever been before.
