Chapter 21
This realization caused Vincent's manhood to swell even more. Looking deeply into her eyes he asked, "Guide me, Catherine."
She smiled gently at his lack of confidence; it was so hard to believe that a man as innately sensuous as Vincent was had so little self-assurance. Taking his hand, she guided it down her body until their joined hands brushed his erection. Before he could react with the embarrassment she knew that would cause, she quickly moved his hand even lower. He resisted a bit when he realized what she intended, but Catherine kept a firm hold on his hand.
"I want you to touch me," she told him placing his hand between her thighs.
"There, Catherine?" he sounded so unsure.
"Yes, I want you to feel how wet I am for you. That isn't just from the water around us, it's from the feelings you create in me. Men may have a harder time hiding the evidence of their arousal, but women are just as affected.
Slowly and oh so carefully, Vincent took her at her word and began to stroke this most intimate area on his beloved. He allowed Catherine's sighs and gasps guide him as he tenderly explored. When his thumb found her clit for the first time Catherine gasped and shifted on his lap. The shift caused his middle finger to slide inside of her.
Vincent instantly started to apologize and withdraw his finger when he felt Catherine's hand on his wrist.
"Please don't, Vincent! That feels wonderful. Feel how wet I am for you…imagine how it will feel when your…" Catherine knew Vincent wouldn't be comfortable with her world's terms for his manhood, so she chose the one he would be most familiar with from Father's medical textbooks, "penis is inside of me."
His groan told her that he was taking her at her word and imagining just that. Because he was distracted with his thoughts she was able to move up and down a few times on his finger before he realized what she was doing.
"Catherine, my nail could hurt you!" he protested.
"Vincent, don't your nails soften in water when you're taking a bath or washing your hands?"
It was as if a light went on in his mind! What Catherine had just said was the 'truth beyond knowledge' that Father had spoken of that time he'd gone to deal with Paracelus! The lies Paracelus had told him about his birth was just that, LIES! As Catherine had so eloquently demonstrated, the intimate area of a woman was very wet and the womb would be even more so. His nails would be very soft, especially after months inside there. It would have been impossible for even a baby with claws to tear his way out!
However, even as world shaking as that realization was for him, this was neither the time nor the place to dwell on it. He would be happy to tell Catherine about it…later. For now he had more important things to do.
Vincent suddenly beamed at her, but before she had a chance to ask why he was kissing her deeply and passionately. It was a quantum leap from the last kiss he had initiated, but Catherine certainly wasn't complaining! His tongue invaded her mouth and began exploring as if he had every right to. Catherine was thrilled beyond belief. If he became an expert kisser with as little practice as he'd had, she could only dream of what their sex life would be like in the future!
His finger inside of her had taken up the same rhythm as his thrusting tongue. Catherine was quickly gasping for breath, finding it hard to draw air into her lungs. She finally had to pull back from the kiss so she didn't pass out.
Crying out his name Catherine came as Vincent held onto her so she didn't fall off of his lap. This time he had been a little more prepared for the overwhelming emotions flooding through their Bond and he had managed to control his own reaction.
As Catherine recovered from her second orgasm an odd look came across her face. She'd been feeling things she never had before, but until a feeling of nervousness assailed her, she hadn't realized they had been from Vincent. She was feeling what he was feeling through the Bond! With an astonished gasp, she asked, "Why are you nervous, Vincent?"