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I hesitate before answering, “Yes.”
For a second, our eyes lock and my fate is once again sealed.
With trembling hands, Nick parts my buttocks and with one swift thrust, pushes his cock into me. For a second, I’m paralysed; then, as he slowly eases himself in, I start to get used to the sensation. Little by little, inch by inch, Nick’s enormous shaft burrows deeper and deeper into my butt-hole, infusing me with feelings of both shame and desire.
“Shit,” I gasp. “Too fast, too fast.”
“Okay …” he soothes. “We can take it as slow as you want.”
As I surrender to the force of his need, I realise I have never felt so vulnerable, so utterly taken, but I love it. I love giving it up to him.
As Nick’s soft grunts of lust gain momentum, I reach down and finger my clit. Then I wrap my legs around his waist, goading him to push even deeper.
“Fuck, you’re so sweet and tight,” he gasps. “I don’t know how much longer I can last.”
Finally, he’s all the way to the hilt, and the pain is so excruciating, I almost pass out. Gradually, I return to my senses and have to take deep breaths to keep steady. Nick reaches down and tenderly strokes my cheek with his thumb. “Are you okay, darling? I’m not hurting you too much, am I?”
“No, please … don’t stop.”
Slowly, he extracts himself and continues to fuck through the tightness, his hips slamming into me with a savagery that renders me breathless. Very soon, a crescendo of fireworks erupts inside me and I yell as I come harder than I ever have before.
“You’re mine,” Nick pants. “All mine. I’m never letting you go. Not ever.”
I nod mutely. Right now I’m incapable of speaking.
After a few seconds, he pulls out of me and continues to rub his dick vigourously. He’s still rock hard and I’m disappointed I didn’t make him come.
“Oh, darling, do you want me to …?”
“No, it’s fine,” he says. “We can have round two later.”
With a gentle smile, he takes my hand and helps me back to my feet. I’m dripping with sweat and tiny jolts of electricity threaten to floor me. I’m light-headed and every single part of my body is on fire.
Dizzy from a mixture of pain and euphoria, I stumble toward a chair but Nick catches me before I fall over.
“Are you okay, baby?”
I nod stiffly, unable to speak.
Sweeping me into his arms, Nick carries me up to the bathroom. Kicking open the door, he sets me on the ground and proceeds to run water for a bath. As we wait for the large marble basin to fill, I press my cheek to his chest and breathe in his glorious scent as I listen to his whispered promises and earnest declarations of love. I’m drifting in and out of consciousness, buzzing from a high I fear can never be replicated. The sex tonight was so mind-blowingly intense that everything else leading up to it feels like ancient history. Right now, in my head, there are no vampires, no dark clouds on the horizon; there is only Nick and me and the merging of two hearts as one. In the back of my mind, I have a million unanswered questions, a million reasons to run, but I don’t want to.Thisis where I belong—in the arms of the man I love.
When the bath is ready, Nick gently helps me in, then sheds the rest of his clothes and climbs in opposite me. As soon as I hit the water, every muscle and nerve grows calm, and my soreness starts to subside. For the next half hour, we both say very little, soaking up the serenity of the moment. Nick doesn’t once take his eyes off me. It’s like he’s keeping watch; making sure I’m never out of his sight for even a second.
When we’ve finished bathing, he towels me down and carries me into his bedroom. Carefully laying my body on the bed, he starts to cover me with sweet kisses. Sweet kisses that make my head swim and send me slightly crazy. I moan as he sucks my lips, licks my eyelids, my cheeks, my hairline, everywhere. A warm fire crackles in the fireplace, filling the air with the scent of burning wood. Outside, I can hear the sound of heavy rain hitting the window. When Nick’s finished devouring me, he pads over to an antique chest of drawers and returns carrying a bottle of sweet smelling liquid.
Gently, he rolls me onto my front, then beginning at my shoulders, he applies lavish quantities of oil to my body. I whimper as his large, strong hands rub along my spine and up toward the sides of my breasts. Gradually, he works his way down the backs of thighs, and then to my calves. Moving back up, his fingers start to knead my shoulders, giving me the most perfect massage I’ve ever experienced. Pretty soon, my body is crying out for even further exploration. As if reading my mind, Nick begins stroking along my buttocks; exploring up and down the crease; moving from my right cheek to my left.
“Do you like that?” he whispers. “Does that feel good?”
“Uh-huh. So good.”
“I can’t get enough of you. Your skin is so soft.”
With a sigh of pleasure, I drop my face into the black-silk pillows. His hands are everywhere, massaging every single inch of me, from my feet to my toes, to the tips of my fingers. It’s such an intimate, divine, almost spiritual feeling. I have never experienced anything quite like it.
The fire continues to spread its warmth through the room, and I start to get drowsy. Soon, it’s very difficult to keep my eyes open. Abruptly, Nick stops the massage and guides me under the duvet covers. Then he takes me in his arms and slowly runs his fingers through my hair, over and over again.
“I’m so scared about what the future holds for us,” I whisper.
