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It was such a relief. So freeing. He admired her strength and wasn’t deterred by her many flaws, her pride and defensiveness, her drive to control every situation.
She never let her maid or her friends care for her; she kept everyone at a distance because she had to be so strong all the time.
But this was almost like being born over again, a chance to experience a different way of being, where allowing someone to do something so nice for her didn’t diminish her independence, it increased it.
This wasn’t about control or surrender. No one had to win.
This was simpler than a game, more elemental. Two lovers entwined in an ageless act of devotion.
She guided his head with her hands, helping him locate the perfect place. A few more strokes of his tongue. Just... there.
“Raven,” she cried as her muscles clenched and released and pleasure burst in her mind and pulsed through her body.
She reached for his shoulders and pulled him up her body. She kissed him, tasting herself on his tongue. “I want you inside me now.”
He curled his fist around his cock and parted the folds of her sex with his other hand. She wasn’t going to close her eyes. She wanted to witness this moment.
Record and remember the first time their bodies joined. It gave her a primal thrill, even as it pinched and stretched her body, to watch him bury his cock, inch by inch, inside her.
He moved slowly, pausing often to allow her body to adjust to this invasion. “How does that feel?” he asked.
“It stings a little.”
“I can stop at any time.”
“I don’t want you to stop. I want more of you. I’m not going to break. I’m strong enough.”
He eased more of his cock inside her.
“Sex should always feel good, Indy. If it doesn’t, someone’s doing something wrong. Some women counterfeit their pleasure, focusing solely on pleasing a man. I know you won’t do that. You’d better not. I’ll know if you’re pretending,” he said sternly.
She couldn’t help laughing a little bit. “I swear I won’t pretend.”
“My guide and my aim is your pleasure.” He buried more of his cock inside her. “Your pleasure is the key to my own release.”
“Harder,” she gasped. “I can take it all.”
He grasped her hips, angled her body upward, and thrust his entire cock into her in one smooth stroke.
“Raven,” she moaned. “Yes. All of it.”
He thrust again, harder this time. His chest brushed against her nipples as he moved above her. Angular jaw set in a near-grimace, copper-brown eyes open and filled with awe.
“My Indy,” he said. “Move with me.”
She matched his movements, rising to meet him, opening wider for him.
She stopped watching and surrendered to sensation. She reveled in the sound of his harsh, quick breathing. She loved that he called her his Indy.
His pace increased and she threaded her arms around his neck, drawing him against her breast. They moved together, shaking the bedframe, startling the ghosts in this drafty old castle.
He reached his hand between them and touched her, stroking the inside of her sex with his cock, and the outside with his thumb. The dual sensation built to a nearly unbearable height.
“I think...” she said breathily. “I think I’m about to have a very real, very not-fake... release.”
“Excellent,” he panted. “Because I won’t be able to hold back much longer.”
A few more delicious strokes and she dissolved into pleasure, digging her fingernails into his back as he rode her to his own shuddering bliss.
