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Hearing her beg chipped at my resolve to take things slow. But I knew that the payoff would be worth it.
I’d tried not to let the fact that no man had been where I was affect me. I knew that her sexual journey had nothing to do with me. I was pretty much the luckiest bastard in the world to be the man that she chose.
But even though I tried to ignore it, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of connection to her that I’d never felt with anyone else. It wasn’t just the virginity thing. There was something so different about her soul. There was something there that my soul recognized. It was as if I’d known her my entire life.
The more she writhed beneath me, the more my love valve was pushed to capacity. I knew that if I didn’t release it soon, there’d be a lot more than steam to clean up.
Rocking back on my heels, I gripped her inner thighs, spreading her legs apart and revealing her sex, glistening with arousal. She was ready for me, but I wanted to take a moment and appreciate the woman laid out before me. I took a mental picture of the curves of her body, her hair fanned out on my pillowcase, the flush of her skin.
Just an hour ago, I believed that I’d never see her again, at least not like this. And now, she was here. Where she belonged. Naked beneath me.
“What’s wrong?” She lifted her head to look at me.
“Nothing, I was just enjoying the view.” I let my palms run up her inner thighs and I pushed them apart even further and settled myself between her legs.
Lowering on top of her, I rested on my forearms and began kissing her sweet, soft lips. The kiss was gentle at first. I pressed my mouth to hers, then brushed my lips over hers. When her lips parted I sucked first her upper then bottom lip between mine.
I took my time, pulling each into my mouth before releasing it. I’d barely slipped my tongue between them when I was met with her tongue. Tilting my head to the side, I cupped my hand behind her neck and angled her head to give me total and complete access.
As the kiss continued, she moaned into my mouth and her nails scratched along my back. I could feel the desire building in her.
Slowly, I pushed between the barriers of her sex. Her inner muscles clamped down around my hard shaft, sucking me into her body. I continued to thrust my hips until I was completely buried inside of her. I could feel my erection pulsing in the clutches of her velvety warmth.
I continued kissing her, pressing my lips to her forehead, her cheeks, and her jaw. Then I moved lower down her neck.
Her hips began to roll seductively, urging me to get the show going. I would. But first I wanted to bring her close to the edge again, and I knew that she wasn’t there. Not yet.
So I continued with foreplay, ignoring her body’s subtle suggestions to speed things up. A frustrated moan fell from her lips, and I knew that it was directed at me. She might be discontented now, but I knew it would be worth it in the end.
Using one arm to hold myself up, I scooted the other beneath her back. When I had a firm hold on her, I sat us both upright and swung my legs off the bed. Bella’s arms clung to my neck and her legs stayed wrapped around my waist as I sat on the edge of the bed and she straddled me.
In this position, I could easily maneuver her body and go deeper inside of her than I could if she were lying down. I gripped her hips and lifted her, then, using her own body weight, she lowered down onto me.
I watched her face as she looked down at the place where our bodies were intimately connected. She watched as I disappeared into her body again and again, my shaft shining from her wetness. My fingers dug into her hips as I repeated the motion, lifting her and then pulling her back down.
Soon, I could feel her walls beginning to contract against my intrusions. Her thighs began to tremble against mine, and her head fell onto my shoulder as her nails dug into my back.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she repeatedly whimpered.
She was close. I just feared I was closer.
I kept the rhythm steady as I tilted my head down and growled against her ear, my lips brushing along the outer rim, “You feel so fucking good. Do I feel good? Do I feel good inside you?”
“Yes! Yes!”
“Then come for me,” I growled as I lightly bit her lobe.
Thankfully, she heeded my command. Her body began to twitch as her inner walls convulsed around me. Her body milking me pulled the pin out of the grenade and I exploded in one of the most intense, powerful orgasms of my life.
As I came back to reality, I was holding Bella in my arms, her naked body plastered against mine, and I was still deep inside of her. It hit me then that this was home. All my life my concept of “home” was so skewed thanks to my unconventional upbringing. And since Pop had died and Hank’d inherited the house, I’d felt even more displaced. I hadn’t realized that was what my restlessness was due to, but now I knew. I was looking for my home. And I’d found it.
Bella was my home.
