The pleasure crested suddenly, crashing through her in waves that made her entire body shudder.She couldn’t help crying out, ending on a giddy laugh of wondrous joy.
When the tremors finally subsided, Lise lay panting, boneless and dazed.Jonathan kissed his way back up her body, his expression smug and tender all at once.
“That,” she managed, “was extraordinary.”
He laughed, the sound rich with satisfaction.But looking into her eyes, his expression sobered.
“We can stop with that.”His tone, however, did not sound enthusiastic about stopping.
“But it wasn’t what I came here for, my lord,” she teased.“I wish to join with you truly, like a man and a woman.”
With that, she reached between their bodies and wrapped her fingers around his long, thick arousal.
He groaned, his hips thrusting into her hand.When he leaned down and kissed her, she could taste herself on his lips and wondered if she ought to put her own mouth on him in similar fashion.But he seemed pleased with how she was stroking him.
In truth, she was fascinated by the silky skin over his rigid flesh, the way his whole body tensed at her touch.When he raised up on his forearms, she watched his face while she touched him.Then he closed his eyes, and she heard his breath catch.
“Enough,” he finally growled, positioning the head of his shaft against her entrance.
Although slick from his mouth and her own desire, Lise still tensed at the unfamiliar pressure.
“Relax,” he murmured, kissing her softly.“I’ll go slowly.”
He eased inside her, giving her time to adjust to each new sensation.When a pinch made her gasp, he halted.
“It stings,” she said, looking up into his concerned gray eyes, “but it’s already lessening.”
Still, he waited.She reached up and gripped his shoulders.Biting her bottom lip, Lise nodded.
He sank deeper inside, until she felt stretched beyond capacity, breathing through the discomfort.So far, she much preferred his fingers and his mouth.
“All right?”he asked, holding himself motionless, despite the tension evident in his corded muscles.
“Yes.Keep going.”
She saw a flash of a smile at her command, before he lowered his head to nuzzle her neck while his body started to rock.Gradually, her discomfort faded, replaced by a feeling of fullness that was strange but not unpleasant.She shifted her hips experimentally, and they both groaned at the sensation.
Withdrawing slowly, he entered her again.Each stroke felt better than the last, pleasure building again in her core.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” he ordered.
When she did, the angle changed, and suddenly he was hitting a spot inside her that created new sensations of pleasure.
What magic was this?
“There,” Lise urged.“Right there.”
Jonathan obliged, driving into her again and again, his movements becoming less controlled.She met him thrust for thrust, as the tension inside her spiraled higher, different from before, more intense.Yet she could not find her release.
“I can’t,” was all she said, writhing with frustration.Suddenly he shifted, resting on one arm while sliding the other between their heated bodies.His fingers found the little bud that his lips had teased earlier.He began to stroke it.
“Oh,” she breathed.Her muscles tightened, and she knew she was close to the blessed relief she sought.
At the same time, Lise felt his control fracturing, knew the moment he stopped holding back.Jonathan pounded into her with powerful strokes that should have hurt but instead felt perfect, necessary, exactly what she needed.
All the while, his capable fingers kept pace at her core.
Her second climax took her by surprise, clenching around him in rhythmic pulses.She hadn’t realized she’d closed her eyes until stars burst behind her eyelids.If he’d stopped moving whilst she was flying, it would’ve been far worse than falling from a tree.
