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My hardness even kicks up a notch which sees my mouth curling into a smile only a moment like this can bring.
Looking right into my woman’s eyes in the mirrored sliding doors ahead of us, her look of total contentment matches mine. I’m the happiest man alive right now.
Finally, I’m balls deep inside the woman I love and well on the way to showing her just how much.
I tense my hams as she takes all of me for the first time, rotating her hips, feeling every part of me that she can against her G-spot.
She begins to buck and thrust back harder against me.
Swearing under her swift breaths, I know it won’t be long now, even though she’s trying not to come again so soon.
“Fuck, Chloe…,” I gasp.
The moment is interrupted by my own unstoppable orgasm.
“I can’t hold it… You’re too fucking hot… Fucking… perfect!” I growl, my head tilting back. I want to roar like a lion now that I’ve made her mine.
I can feel my seed filling her. The most potent of orgasms washes through her body, too, through both of us.
Her whole body quaking against mine makes me realize her first climax never really stopped.
I’ve been prolonging the ultimate experience for her, which shows on her face.
I’m drenched in sweat, and my body feels like it’s run a marathon. Chloe’s spent too.
Keeping my dick still inside her, I lay us both down on our sides.
Big spoon to her little spoon. Our heaving breaths, only broken by little sounds from her and some still disbelieving gasps from me.
“That… Was… Wow…,” Chloe tries to tell me, but I can still feel it.
I think I’ll feel it for the rest of my days. We both will.
With more than just a powerful climax, I’m sure with that level of intensity, I might have just gotten my wish.
If she could be pregnant from our first time together, I’d be happier than I am now.
But there’s no real way of knowing because as soon as she’s able to, I plan on repeating what we just did, over and over.
It’s a while before I feel my pulse and breathing slow, and I don’t know how long we lie together as I try to tell her.
I know the three words by heart now, even after just one day with Chloe.
But I’ve never said them aloud, not to anyone.
Ever.
“I love you, Chloe,” I finally whisper into her ear, kissing her lobe and nuzzling my chin into the crease of her neck.
At first, I feel a pang of concern when she’s so quiet, but her body's steady rise and fall in my arms tells me she’s asleep.
“I love you,” I tell her again, satisfied when I see her lip curl in silent reply as she dreams.
Dreaming of a new life, a new home, and in time, a new family. Here’s hoping.
Closing my eyes, I take the chance that I’ll join her in that dream.
One I’ve wanted to share with someone forever but could never really put a name or face to that feeling until tonight.
The distinct lack of Chloe in my arms is what wakes me up, and I feel mild alarm when I call her name, and there’s no reply.
The sounds from the bathroom set my mind at ease. She’s an early riser.
Or did I –.
Yeah.
I slept in.
Undoing my peace of mind, the sound of the hotel suite’s phone ringing reminds me of everything today represents.
If last night was about finding my true love, finding happiness, then today’s the day I have to fight for it.
I know it’s Condor on the phone, a quick glance at my watch tells me I’ll be late for his golf appointment, but when the phone rings out and rings again, I know he’s not just calling to see if I’m almost there yet.
I can hear Chloe in the shower, humming cheerfully to herself as I lean over and pick up the phone.
“Still in bed, Xander?” The dry, aged voice of Kenneth Condor rasps, not even hiding his disgust.
“I overslept for the first time ever,” I hear myself saying aloud.
And not for Condor’s benefit.
A smile playing on my lips at the idea.
I can actually sleep in. I don’t have to be up before dawn and race around like a lunatic.
“Anyway… I figured you were running late, which suits me. I’ve got the doctor here. Haven’t even left for the club yet,” he wheezes, covering the phone on his end to hack a violent cough that goes on for a full half minute.
I could ask if he’s okay, but it’s really only a matter of time at his age.
Maybe this meeting is more about Chloe and De Laurent. I know the old buzzard is going to have ‘the talk’ with me sooner or later.
Once he’s gone, someone’s gonna have to run his empire.
