My chest tightens as he slides my panties down my legs, leaving a trail of kisses the entire way. Once they are off, I expect him to take off his boxer briefs, but he doesn’t. Instead, he takeshis time worshipping every inch of my body with both his mouth and his hands.
With every second that goes by, my desire to be with him grows. I can’t catch my breath as he grips my breast. When he lays on top of me, pressing his hardness into my core, I feel all the air leave my body, and I swear the only thing that can fill me back up is him.
“Please,” I beg, gripping his ass and holding him against me, almost afraid if he pulls back, I won’t be able to breathe at all.
He lifts and kisses me, filling me with not only air, but life. He continues to press himself into me with only the thin layer of cloth between us.
Never leaving my lips, he shifts around, removing his boxers and reaching for the condom.
He only pulls back when he puts it on, then moves back to exactly where he was before, only this time, he’s right at my entrance.
Our eyes meet with him above me, and we stare at each other, both in absolute awe as he slides inside me for the first time.
“My God,” he says breathlessly, dropping his forehead to mine.
Our lips meet as he pulls out, then back in.
A whimper escapes my mouth as I lose all senses and let him take full control of my body.
One of his hands moves to meet with mine before he does the same with the other. Slowly, he lifts them both above my head, keeping them locked with his as he continues his motions in and out of me.
I’m at his complete mercy, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Everything he’s doing is exactly what I need, and I don’t have to do a thing but lie here and give him the power to do so because it’s obvious I was made for him.
If this is what sex is supposed to be, then I’ve been doing it wrong all these years.
I’ve never felt so free, so alive, so worshipped. They say when two souls combine, it’s heaven on earth, and now, I understand what that means.
Holding both of my hands above my head with one of his, he lowers the other down my body and around to my ass, gripping it tight and lifting it toward him as he moves a little faster, a litter harder, making me yelp out in amazement at how incredible he feels.
“I—I—” I try to get words out, but my brain is not functioning with the pleasure ripping through me.
“I got you,” he whispers as he grips me stronger and pushes harder.
“Oh,” I breathe out. “Oh God.”
“Yes, Angel.” He kisses me again.
“I—” I moan. “My—” I breathe out. “Fuck.” I drop my head back, giving up on trying to say any cohesive words.
“Yes,” he groans. “Give it to me.”
His words push me over the edge, and I gasp as I clench around him in pulses that are so intense that I almost can’t stand it.
He pauses, feeling me come around him. “So beautiful.”
Kissing me again, he pumps a few more times, finding his own release. Finally letting go of my hands, he allows me to wrap my arms around him. I hold him tightly as he does the same to me.
As my thoughts come back to me, all I can think about is how, from here on out, I will never be the same, and I just pray I’m ready for this next stage in my life.
11
Kara
I wakeup wrapped in Silas’s arms. As soon as I stir, he does, too, but to my surprise, he doesn’t move.
He just holds me tighter as he whispers, “Good morning,” and kisses the top of my head.
“Good morning,” I say, rubbing my hand over his arm.
