All Vivien knew was that she had found the release she was looking for.
“Yer not broken, Vivien,” Kieran smiled at her, winking at her. Vivien sighed in fulfillment, only to find herself astounded at the realization that she still wanted more.
Vivien wanted it all, every single thing that Kieran could do to her, and everything she could learn to do to him. She wanted to feel that crescendo of fire coursing through her body again. Most of all, Vivien wanted to give that same pleasure to Kieran.
“Thank you,” she said, smiling shyly at Kieran.
“It is my pleasure, my Lady,” he chuckled, “But it’s not over yet.”
Kieran shifted his weight slightly until his body was fully positioned over hers. He dipped his head again, and Vivien lost herself to the taste of his kiss. Her hands traversed the expanse of his muscular back; she swirled her fingers around in circles as their kiss deepened. Kieran was gripping her waist with one hand, his fingers tightening around her waist as the kiss continued, his other elbow holding him up so that his weight did not rest fully on her.
Vivien moved her arms and tentatively moved her right hand to encircle Kieran’s already hard sex. She looked up at him, the question in her eyes. He nodded reassuringly, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Vivien wanted to give back the pleasure she had received; she hoped that what she was doing would achieve a similar effect.
She moved her hand up and down the length of him slowly, uncertainly. As she felt him harden even further in her hand, Vivien applied more pressure with her fist, tightening her hand around him. Kieran groaned against her lips, his breath coming in ragged, short gasps.
She began to move her hand faster along the length of Kieran’s shaft, feeling the pulse of his blood coursing through his veins into his sex. Just when Vivien thought it was not possible for him to grow even harder, longer, bigger, he did. She licked her lips at the anticipation of what it would feel like to have him inside her. Vivien felt herself throbbing between her thighs, the heat and moisture collecting and pooling there, readying her for Kieran to take her completely.
“Och, Sassenach,” Kieran gasped as she stroked her index finger lightly over the tip of his erection. His skin was silky smooth, something she had not expected. He moved his head to suckle at her earlobe, and shock waves of desire ran rampant through Vivien’s body. She squeezed her fist around him and released, squeezed and released him until he was panting in her ear.
Kieran took Vivien’s hand away gently and asked, “Are ye sure ye want tae dae this?”
Vivien nodded, her eyes hooded and heavy with the lust that had taken over control of her body.
He moved again, parting her legs gently to expose her sex fully. Kieran moved his sex between her thighs, moving forwards and backward gently, grazing himself against her wetness. Vivien thought she would explode with pleasure if he continued doing that; her body was ablaze with desire and need.
She pushed her hips up towards him, moving against him; their eyes met, and she knew hers were begging him to fill her. The torture of her already-building climax was almost too much for Vivien to bear.
Kieran slowly probed her entrance, his own eyes dark with his hunger for her. He finally breached her entrance, slowly, gently. Vivien cried out in both pain and delight as he slid himself further inside her.
Feeling Kieran inside her was unlike any sensation Vivien had ever known. As he stopped, his full length inside her, she knew nothing could ever complete her the way he did. She lifted her hips slightly, needing Kieran to move against her, to bring her to the release her body was begging for again.
He obliged, pulling out of her slowly before re-entering her. Vivien could not help but feel the tightness of her body around him; the quiver of his breathing matched with her own.
“Does it hurt?” he asked softly.
Vivien shook her head, “No, it feels good.”
“Tell me if that changes, I willnae allow mysel’ tae hurt ye,” Kieran replied, pulling out of her again, leaving Vivian desolate with yearning for him.
This time, Kieran slammed back into her, harder than he had before. Vivien moaned with pleasure, her hands moving to grip Kieran’s buttocks as she wrapped her thighs around his waist.
Kieran began to move against her, in and out, harder and deeper with each thrust, until Vivien thought she would die of ecstasy. Her breathing came in short, shallow gasps as she felt herself tightening and contracting around Kieran. The harder he plunged into her, the closer she found herself to falling over the edge into her second orgasm.
Vivien thrust her hips up higher, pushing against Kieran as he sunk himself deeper within her and deeper still each time until every inch of her body was on fire. The pent-up desire and passion burst within Vivien, and her body wracked with the power of her orgasm. She shuddered with the power of her climax, wave after wave crashing against her. She cried out Kieran’s name, whimpering slightly at the magnitude of the pulsing throughout her being.
Kieran moved against her again, crying out with his own release, his shaft throbbing and pulsing deep inside Vivien.
He collapsed on top of her, trying to maintain his weight on his elbow as he lay on top of her, head buried in her hair, his breathing ragged and raspy in her ear.
They lay there in silence for a few minutes, Kieran still embedded inside Vivien. She had never known such contentment – such a feeling of complete fulfillment before in her life.
Kieran kissed her deeply, her own passion causing her to deepen the kiss further, their tongues swirling around each other.
“That was amazing,” she whispered as Kieran rolled off her, holding her tightly against him.
“Aye,” he nodded.
