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I gasped as his fingers grazed my nipples causing a tingling sensation. I moaned in pleasure as I tasted as much of him as I could. His body was hard with dips and valleys that made my panties become further drenched. His heady masculine scent was like a drug to me and I couldn't seem to get enough of it. “Alistair,” I moaned softly as he freed us of our underwear.
“My beautiful angel. Do you know what seeing you like this does to me? So wet, so perfect for me.”
I gasped as I saw how large and hard he was. “I've never done this before. I don't think you’ll fit.”
He smiled at me, fire in his eyes. “You were destined for me, you were made for me. Trust in me, baby.”
I simply nodded my head as once again he leaned down and captured my lips. “Tell me not to be nervous,” I whispered against his lips.
“Don't be nervous. I will do everything I can to lessen the pain of your first time. Even if you do feel that pain, I’ll make sure that before long you’ll feel only pleasure.” He ran his hands down my curves, his mouth following as he tasted my skin. “I plan to be your first, your last, and everything in between. You are mine, Perie. Mine and only mine.”
Chapter 7
Alistair
Pushing her legs apart, I smiled as I saw her glisten from her wetness. Running my thumb gently through her slit, she bucked her hips. I couldn't wait until she was moving with my cock filling her, but right now I was going to show her exactly how much I loved and desired her.
Bringing my thumb to my mouth, I moaned, “So sweet.” I bent my head so that my face was close to her center. Breathing her in, I parted her lips with my tongue, lavishing her with a long, slow lick that caused her to moan loudly. Rubbing the flat of my tongue over her pearl repeatedly, her legs began to tremble as her first orgasm edged ever closer.
Spreading her lips with my fingers I slid my tongue right into the heaven of her pussy. She tasted like vanilla and home to me. Thrusting my tongue into her over and over, I drank from her sweet flesh as her whole body suddenly tensed and began shuddering violently as she screamed my name. The sound of it brought me more happiness and pride than I ever thought possible.
As she panted from her release, I climbed up her body. “I think you killed me, baby,” she smiled dazedly at me.
I smiled as I placed soft kisses on her neck. “We’ve only just begun, kitten.”
“I want you inside of me. I want you to claim my body and make me yours. I want you to be my first and my last.” Slowly, she slid herself against me as I captured her lips. Reaching down she guided my hard length to her opening. “Fill me, my love.”
Taking her hands into mine, I trapped them above her head as I slowly entered her inch by torturous inch. Whenever she would tense in the slightest I would pause, hoping there was no pain but rather a gentle burn as her body stretched around my member. As I became fully seated in her, my cock so deep it felt as if it were massaging her cervix, something instinctual awakened in her. “More!” she moaned.
A wicked smile formed on my face as I began gliding in and out, slowly moving faster and harder with each thrust. The pleasure was overwhelming, steadily building beyond anything I’d experienced before. Capturing her lips in a punishing kiss, I began grinding against her pearl with every thrust, my large size rubbing her deepest zones, my cock continually kissing her deepest depths.
“You are everything I dreamed of and more,” I hoarsely whispered to her, lust filling my voice.
“More, Alistair, mark me with your seed. I've been waiting my whole life for you to make me your woman,” she urged.
An intimacy emerged between us unlike anything we’d ever known and at that moment I groaned loudly as I felt my seed hit her womb triggering her orgasm as she cried out and her nails dug into my skin. The bite of pain caused me to groan as the pleasure continued.
I laid my head down on her chest, releasing her hands as she moved to hold me close, both of us panting as our bodies continued to gently rock and move together. As our breathing started to even out, her fingers massaged my scalp. It was so perfect.
Looking up at her, concern filled me as I saw tears falling from her eyes. “Perie, baby, are you ok? I didn’t hurt you, did I? I’m so sorry. I lost control when I shouldn’t have.”
“Shhh,” she said against my lips as she kissed me tenderly. “I’m fine. Better than fine. It was perfect. So, so perfect.” Her voice trailed off in a whisper as her body held me close.
“I love you, Perie. I know it’s fast and may seem like it's just the passion talking, but I know my heart. It’s been longing to find its missing half. We… I recognized you as soon as I heard your voice. Please tell me you feel it, too.”
“I do. It’s insane, it’s crazy but I can’t lie to myself or you. I feel a joy, a love, inside me that is all for you. I love you so much.” Her smile is so beautiful as it lights up her face. I make a vow at that moment to put it on her face every day, from now until we are no more.
Epilogue
Perie
Istill couldn’t believe this was my life now as I glanced around at my office. Alistair made sure I had everything I could need to write my books. As fast as it was at the beginning, it didn’t take long before he had me living in his beautiful home with him. After our first night together, which turned into our first weekend together, we found it hard to be apart. Even when he went to the office and I was at my apartment working, we texted and called each other regularly.
When I finally admitted to myself that I was miserable every evening we were apart, I let him convince me to move in. That was six months ago. For our six-month anniversary, we were headed to the Belladonna Club. Alistair liked to take me to a different room each time we went. We’ve discovered what makes us all hot and bothered and what just wasn’t our thing.
It definitely helped in the sex scene writing. I got my first one-star review for sex scenes that were too intense. Yeah, I was definitely using that as a way to entice readers. After all, who heard of intense sex scenes being a bad thing in romance writing? That was another interesting aspect of our relationship. Alistair loved reading my books, and I loved what it did to him afterward.
As I sat up and stretched my muscles, I heard the footsteps of the man, himself. “Hey, baby? Good day writing?” he asked as he ran his hands over my shoulders, massaging the tightness.
