Greetings! Okay, I'm not so mean I'd leave a love scene halfway through...oh wait, YES I AM! Mwahahaha! But I'm feeling generous today!
CHAPTER NINE
Glen pulled her legs apart even more and settled himself between them, praying that he did this okay. His primary concern was for her, and she knew it. Her hands came up and stroked his face, watching him position himself carefully at her entrance. When he looked at her for approval, she nodded and then bit her lip when he began to sink inside her.
Glen's breath was suspended somewhere in his throat as he felt her slick flesh part to allow him inside. It was tight, far tighter than he'd imagined and so hot he felt like she would burn him alive. But it felt fantastic. She'd said he was big, and he didn't want to hurt her in any way, so he took his time and slowly inched into her until he was fully seated and she let out a long breath. "This doesn't hurt?" he asked tightly, relishing the amazing feel of her all around him.
"No, just give me a second," she said, willing her body to relax so it didn't feel quite so uncomfortable. She didn't want him to think she wasn't enjoying it, because she was. It felt amazing. After a few seconds she became less tense, and she smiled at him. "It's okay, you're just a little...bigger than I'm used to. It feels so good."
"You will let me know if you want me to stop?" he inquired, looking worried.
"Don't worry, it's all fine. You can start moving now, if you like, and I don't want you to even think about stopping," she said, feeling him slowly withdraw as soon as she said the words. A breath of air left her in a whoosh when he drove back in, and she swore stars were bursting behind her eyelids as she closed her eyes and clung onto him. "Oh do that again!"
He obliged eagerly, still fascinated even through the vicious clench of pleasure. His hips moved rhythmically, an instinct as old as time. That she was enjoying every second of it was obvious to him now and he let himself think about his own pleasure. Every nerve ending on his body seemed to be alive with sensation, sparking off chain reactions all over the place as her body lifted up to him with each downward thrust of his hips. He knew it couldn't last long.
Nina felt her body tightening up in anticipation of her climax. He seemed to be touching every bit of her inside, and it was such a forceful pleasure that she had absolutely no control over her body any more. She cried out as the tension that held her taut as a bowstring suddenly snapped and she convulsed around him.
For Glen it was another lesson, but the uncontrolled spasms soon sent him spiraling into his own orgasm and he clenched his teeth and groaned hoarsely as he spilled himself inside her in pulses that were almost painful, then collapsed on top of her.
He couldn't catch his breath. His body felt boneless as he drifted on the euphoria created from such an explosion of pleasure. Eventually he became aware of his surroundings again and he slowly withdrew from her and rolled to her side, one big arm drawing her with him. After what had just happened, he was reluctant to let her go.
Nina settled her head on his shoulder and draped a lazy arm over his chest, yawning now her body was sated. She blinked tiredly and lifted her head a fraction so she could see his face, and she smiled when she saw the curve of his lips. He looked very happy. His eyes moved to hers and his smile got even bigger. "Are you okay?" he asked her gently, stroking her cheek.
"Mmm, I'm feeling wonderful," she murmured, letting her fingers wander over his chest possessively. "Was it...okay? Was it the way you'd thought it would be?"
"Okay doesn't begin to describe it," he said, wondering why she should need reassurance. "I think you must be the most adorable woman on the planet. And yes, it was everything I'd thought it might be, and much more."
She studied his flushed face as he spoke. "You're still shy about saying how you feel."
"I know, I can't help that," he said with a shrug. "But I don't mind, not with you. You're not sorry you broke your rule?"
"Oh no!" she breathed, leaning her elbows on his chest and moving so she could gaze down into his eyes. "I'm really glad we did this. Glen, you're really good."
"Good?"
"At...it," she clarified, grinning. "I want to do it again."
"I don't think I can yet," he murmured, not taking his eyes off her. "But any minute now, I'm sure I'll be able to. I'm really good at it? You're sure?"
She gave him a sweet smile and leaned down to kiss him. "Didn't you notice that I enjoyed myself? A lot?"
"Yeah I did...I've read so many things about that, but nothing can prepare you for how it actually feels. Your body was all around me, hot and soft and silky..." he swallowed as he felt his body respond to just the thought of what she felt like. "I think I can do it again now."
Nina automatically looked down and saw for herself that he was, indeed, ready for another round. "You certainly look like you can," she said, giggling.
When he went to roll on top of her again she stopped him and moved to straddle him instead, her eyes sparkling down at him as he looked at her breasts. "Like this," she said softly, reaching down and guiding him into her so she could control the pace this time. Even though they'd only just made love, she was still careful as she sunk down onto him, feeling him stretch intimate muscles once more.
"Oh God," he groaned, his hands moving to grasp her hips as he felt himself engulfed in snug velvet heat again.
"My thoughts...exactly," she gasped, letting her head drop forward. Her body trembled at the feel of him inside her. "How the hell other women didn't want this is beyond me!"
Glen smiled at her words and raised one hand to caress her breast as she began to rock on top of him. Her movements were gentle at first and she managed to draw it out so that each downward plunge of her hips took time and they could both savor the exquisite pleasure it caused. But soon it wasn't enough for either of them and she moved faster, leaning forward on his chest so she receive a kiss every now and then.
All the time, Glen watched her and stroked her body, learning new things at every second that he knew would come in useful later on. Like when her movements became erratic and she looked like she was in pain, her control and her strength beginning to give out. He held her tight to him and rolled them so she was beneath him, then took over, thrusting strongly into her and making her whimper with the onset of even greater pleasure. Her eyes were closed, but he didn't want that and he held her face in between his big hands. "Open your eyes," he growled, moving faster as she did so. Her pupils were huge as she stared up at him, and he watched as she came undone in his arms and made a sobbing noise, her body clenching him tightly, rhythmically, sending him into another shattering climax that was even better than the last.
He managed to retain enough strength to move himself onto the bed instead of crushing her this time, and he lay panting for breath and staring at the ceiling. "That was...words fail me," he muttered, frowning at the effort it took to turn his head and look at her. She had tears on her face and he was instantly worried. "Oh God, I didn't hurt you? Nina, please, tell me I didn't hurt you!" he whispered urgently, forgetting his lethargy as he sat up and pulled her up with him, his hands gentle.
"No, oh no, you didn't hurt me," she said, giving a wobbly smile and swiping the moisture from her face. "It was just so beautiful!"
He sighed with relief and stroked her hair back from her face. "I thought so too."
"Can I stay here all night?" she asked. Her hands were touching his face, exploring his mouth, his eyelids, his ears as if she'd never seen a man before.
He gave a nervous laugh. "I was going to ask you the same thing. I don't want you to go anywhere."
"Good," she said, leaning against him and pushing him back so they could lay down. "I'm sleepy now."
"Me too...is that normal?"
"Mmm, it's perfectly normal. Let's get some sleep, and then maybe if we get up early enough we can have a shower."
"Together?" he asked, blinking in the dark as she turned out the lamp.
"Together," she agreed drowsily, reaching for his hand and gripping it tightly as if she was afraid he'd disappear. Seconds later she was asleep. Glen took only a couple of minutes to join her, and he was smiling when he did.
Hope it was okay! I haven't written smut for SO long!
