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“I understand sweetheart, but it has been a long time. You will be tight.”
She felt heat flood her face. “Why are we talking about this?” she complained.
“Look at me, Jess.”
She met his eyes and he smiled. “Don’t be embarrassed. We are in this together, yes?”
Jesska nodded.
“In a second, you will be hot for another reason, but I need you to know that I love you. I can feel your shame, and you have nothing to be ashamed of.”
“But I didn’t wait for you.”
“And I didn’t wait for you, sweetheart. It’s the same. But it’s in the past and we are moving forward.”
She stroked his cheeks. “I love you.”
He smiled. “You trust me?”
She nodded and Kaspar slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue sweeping into her mouth. His fingers worked her nipple to a tight bead and then he focused on the other one. By the time he slid his hand between her legs again, she thought she might go mad with wanting. “Kaspar,” she breathed out.
He shifted his hips between her legs, sliding himself inside of her.
“Oh, god, yes,” she rasped, raising her knees so she could wrap her legs around his waist.
“Are you all right?”
She lifted her hips. “Yes.”
Kaspar moved slowly at first, driving her insane, but also working her body into a frenzy. He slipped his hand between them and she thought she’d come apart right then and there, but then Kaspar buried himself deeper inside of her, moving his fingers back to her clit and applying more and more pressure as he slammed into her over and over.
Kissing her again, he hitched one of her legs up further, holding her secure at the knee while balancing himself with his other arm and surging into her.
When Jesska’s orgasm built to the point of no return, she couldn’t hold herself back and called his name as she climaxed around him.
Kaspar gave a few more thrusts before she felt him pulse inside of her and he collapsed, rolling her to her side, but staying connected. “Elskan,” he breathed out, his voice gentle.
“That was…so…”
“Ja, baby, I know.”
As he held her, she couldn’t stop a quiet sob as peace and all-encompassing love covered her. She’d never been loved like this.
“Shhh, elskan. Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head, her tears leaking down her temples.
“Hvers vegna ertu að gráta, elskan?” (Why are you crying, baby?)
“I’m crying because—wait, how can I understand you?” she asked.
He wiped her tears. “Við erum bundin, elskan. Þú skilur... og munt brátt vera fær um að tala íslensku... reiprennandi.” (We are bound, sweetheart. You can understand... and will soon be able to speak Icelandic... fluently.)
“Wow. I mean, I remember you saying that, but I didn’t realize it would be so fast.”
“Each person is different.” He kissed her quickly. “Now, why are you crying?”
“Because I’m so happy.”
