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As gravity pulled her on top of his chest, he pressed her mouth to his. She let him explore her easily, yielding to him, allowing him to taste the sweetness of her lips and tongue. He felt her moan so softly that no sound came out, just the gentle vibration in the back of her throat. Her body felt soft and supple on top of him. Moving his hands down her back, he cupped her bottom and pulled her against him, her shift soft against his fingers.
All at once, he felt vulnerable and in control, terrified and desirous. Emboldened, he grabbed Edwina’s thighs and parted her legs to have her straddle him, the warmth between her legs settling on his hips. He groaned, kissing her deeper, his fingers pressing into her flesh. She whimpered, tilting her hips against his, surprising him with how willing and acquiescent she acted.
She aroused him so profoundly and quickly that he felt himself throbbing underneath her. He wanted to bury himself in her, feel her warmth and wetness hugging him, but, instead, he had to temper his impatience and make sure she felt ready for her first time. He pushed himself up against her between her legs, and she gasped again.
“Fergus,” she whispered, her voice pleading as she clutched his neck.
“Not yet,” he whispered, rolling her onto her back. She looked up at him with wide eyes. “I want to do this slowly,” he explained.
“But I want you,” she said softly.
“I know. But this may hurt the first time,” he warned, lifting up her shift. “Trust me.”
She nodded, watching him as he lowered his mouth between her legs again. Her eyes closed slowly as she arched her back against his mouth. Her taste only fueled his own fire, his desire for her. When he finally entered her, he knew it would not take long to find his own climax. He needed her to enjoy herself first, so he would not feel guilty about taking his own pleaser within her.
As he continued his attention on her, tracing patterns with his tongue around her sensitive nub and sucking on her, he felt her tense and press more firmly against him. She impressed him with how quickly she learned to seek her own pleasure from him. Her fingers gripped his hair, showing gentle restraint from pushing him harder against her. Feeling her squirm underneath him made him feel heady.
“Fergus!” she panted desperately. “Fergus, please –”
Despite her cries, he knew she was almost ready from her soft whimpers and feeling the muscles in her thighs tensing. Her mews maddened him, but he held on, trying not to change the rhythm or pressure of his tongue. The closer she got to achieving her own ecstasy, the more aroused he felt.
When she cried out with her climax, shivering against him, he pushed himself quickly up to pull off his shirt. She watched him breathlessly, her wide-eyed gaze turned into a heated smolder, her legs spread wide, and her mound glistening from desire. His member twitched as he lowered himself between her legs and kissed her softly.
He positioned his tip at her entrance and stroked her hair gently as he pushed himself gently inside her. She took him readily, her innocence yielding easily with her wetness. The sensation almost made him expel immediately, feeling her tighten around him. She breathed in sharply, so he stopped, asking, “Too much?”
“No,” she breathed tightly, bravely. Certain that she was lying, Fergus held still for a moment though his body wanted him to press on. When he resumed, he pushed forward slowly, exhaling with relief when he felt himself slide entirely inside of her.
“How do you feel?” he asked, kissing her lightly, breathless with his restraint.
“Tight,” she whispered breathlessly. “I am all right, I promise.”
Testing her response, he slid out slowly, watching her close her eyes. She grasped his shoulders, letting out a long breath and sucking that same breath back in as he pushed forward again.
“I will not last long,” he warned, already feeling his climax growing. “Just relax; it will help.”
Edwina nodded with understanding and reached up to stroke his face. She pulled him down to kiss him again, softening against him again. Then, trusting that she had adjusted to feeling him inside her, he started moving more quickly within her.
Feeling her around him made the heady feeling grow, blurring the thoughts in his mind and dissolving the restraint he had maintained. He began thrusting into her, her gentle mews driving him to madness. His breaths came quickly as he sought pleasure from her until, at last, he tensed, spilling himself inside her. His whole body seemed to transcend time and space.
Collapsing on top of her, he grasped her hair, pressing his lips against her neck. She stroked his back, her fingertips tickling his spine. He felt safe and desired for the first time in many, many years.
“Did that…” Edwina started to whisper but stopped. “Was that… acceptable?”
“Acceptable?” he laughed, lifting himself up to look her in the eye. “That was more than acceptable.”
Relief flooded her face. “Oh, good.”
“Did you enjoy it?” he asked, stroking her cheek. Her lips parted, distracting him from her eyes. He pressed a kiss upon them, unable to resist.
“I did,” she said, though with reservation. “It did hurt a little.”
“It should get easier with time,” he told her. “But you should tell me if it hurts. Then, I can try to make it easier for you.”
“I just do not know what to expect,” she admitted, “so it is difficult for me to know what is normal or not.”
He rolled off her finally, laying by her side. Then, tracing her fingers across her chest, he explained, “If you want me to be open with you, then you must be with me. There are things that we can both entrust to the other.”
“Oh?” she smiled. “I shall help you deal with your feelings, and you shall help me with carnal pleasures?”
