Modern, college AU! Anakin Skywalker and Padmé Naberrie are students at Boston University. Both twenty-one years old. Padmé Naberrie is a political science major and Anakin Skywalker is a mechanical engineering major and star college hockey forward and captain of Terriers, with his eyes set on becoming an NHL hockey player. Padmè's wish is to be attorney.
With folowing chapters I continue the story *The Goal* author: joeyf3271
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The Goal , Chapter 5 (12)
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Anakin Skywalker
On Tuesday, Padmé had the idea to come over today to cook, as a small demonstration of her skills, which I practically challenged. My roommates agree, of course when someone else does it, that's ideal.
So, they stand here in front of the door and ring the doorbell. Padmé and Dormé. Her friend came too, it was agreement. Dormé is an attractive girl, or woman if you will, dark hair, dark eyes, tall and slim. She could be a model, but not my type. Padmé just Padmé the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.
They are carrying three large paper bags, just coming out of the grocery store. I open the door.
"Hi"
"Hi, here we are. Some things have to go straight to the freezer "
And I guess it's ice cream. Yes. Rex, Cody, and Wesley come into the living room and I introduce them to each other. Wesley scaned Dormé up and he seems to like what he sees... a lot. Dormé winks at me:
"Are all of your roommates so ... nice?"
"Without exception" I say and we all laugh.
Wesley says:
"Padmé, what are you going to cook should be considered a debut, because I assume we will see you here more often. Feel at home and if you can really cook, you can move in right away. We don't have another room free, but there is still space at Anakin's. "
"Thanks Wesley, but we don't want to exaggerate right away," countered Padmé.
The ice cream is immediately placed in the freezer, other foods remain on the counter. We have prepared a welcome drink: Old Fashioned, a cocktail with lots of whiskey. Wesley is our cocktail expert.
"Cheers, cheers" everyone took the glas and we drink it up, it lifts the mood.
Padmé has come up with something special for us and we will be informed of the menu sequence right away. Starter: a small Caprese salad for everyone, main course: New York strip steak, oven vegetables (aubrigine, zuccini, mushrooms, onions, sweet potatoes, potatoes) with olive oil and dry herbs from Provence, lettuce, ciabatta, desert: vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce and cream .
We all think that tomorrow morning we will have a very difficult time. The boys have to set the table, Padmé has thought of everything and has brought large Doilies for the plates. I think we're going to have a banquet today.
Padmé and Dormé are in the kitchen, the starter is made quickly and the plates are laid out on the counter. Salt, pepper, basil leaves, olive oil and balsamic vinegar are placed next to it and Padmé cleans, slices and prepares the vegetables and then she puts them in the oven. Dormé makes the salad and cuts the ciabatta bread. Padmé prepares two pans for the steaks and I see that she's the one in charge. If I watch her like that I would love to help, go to the kitchen, push her against the counter and … ugh, leave it. She puts the plates with the starter on the table and other things that are needed, which are waiting on the counter and asks us to sit down at table. We're all excited except Padmé. She sits next to me, Wesley and Dormé opposite to me, Rex sits at one end and Cody at the other end of the table.
There is red wine, beer and water on the table.
"Bon appetit" says Padmé "Let it taste "
Everyone takes as much to oil and vinegret as it is to their taste. We eat slowly, talk and drink. Padmé gets up, turns off the oven and places the steaks in the preheated pans.
"That takes another 14 minutes ... .. or does someone like well done? None? Good."
She stays in the kitchen, turns the steaks after 3 minutes and waits for the next 3 minutes. Then she wraps the steaks in aluminum foil, leaves them wrapped and covered for another 8 minutes. In the meantime, she takes the vegetables out of the oven and places them on a large platter. I watch her and wonder with how confidently she moves in the kitchen, she has everything under control ... like Mom. Crazy, she's only twenty-one.
"Anakin, can you take the plates from the table please, OK.? Thank you.
I do. When I bring her the plates, she puts them in the sink and gives me the big plates for the main course. The time is up, the steaks are placed on a meat platter, the prepared vegetables and salad are on the table, as is the ciabatta bread. What strikes me is that she puts everything on the table, doesn't leave the dish on the counter so that everyone can help themselves. That's probably how it is done at her home. I like it.
"I hope you like it," says Padmé and sits down.
..and we dig into the delicious food, nothing is said for a long time, a good sign. Then Wesley answers:
"So Padmé, that was more than fantastic! Anakin, you can marry her now "
"I've already made up my mind" I say.
... and we all laugh like crazy. But they don't know how seriously I mean it ... maybe just Padmé, because I already mentioned to her that I always tell the truth. She looks at me, I put my right hand on her shoulder and it feels so natural.
We talk for a long time, drink wine and beer, Padmé brings the desert later, ice cream always works, everyone likes sweets. We boys clear the table and put the plates and cutlery in the dishwasher. We're sitting in the living room and it's already 11PM, the girls have to go home, we all have classes or training in the morning. Wesley, Rex and Cody say goodbye to the girls and I walk with them to the car. Dormé drives. I open the door for her and then I go to the other side with Padmé. I open the door and stop. She hesitates to get in, but I'm just saying:
"Good night Angel, you were perfect and you can't be beat. I thank you.
"Good night Dormé "
"Good night." I hear from both of them.
Padmé gets in, I close the door and they drive off. I look after them for a long time and think if I made a mistake not to kiss her... but that would be our first kiss ... before Dormé. No, it has to wait.
When I'm back in the house, the comments await me. The twins agree:
"Well, now we understand everything, starting with the intelligence and ability to their appearance, TOP. "
"You shouldn't miss this Bro. I can imagine that she is so good in bed too. " says my best brother
"I said this evening that I would marry her ... or do you think I'm kidding? ... and you don't need to imagine how she is in bed, she is mine, so hands off"
"OK. OK. you ex-fucker " he holds up his hands.
Yes, I feel like an ex-fucker. I haven't had sex in weeks, my balls are already starting to hurt. My prospects for sex with Padmé are bad at the moment, I haven't even kissed her. Oh boy, this may take a while. I don't want to rush anything, I want to do everything right.
As always, Friday is stressful with this morning workout. After that I had four classes and a break in between. Sometimes I go to the Pavement Coffeehous with Wesley, where I still meet many fellow students who are also studying mechanical engineering. I spent the evening studying and now I don't go out in the evening anymore, so I have more time.
I worked in Watoo's garage after lunch with mom on Saturday. I like that work in the garage. I don't need it anymore, since I have my new job as model, but I like it.
I told Mom that I went out with Padmé twice and that the day before yesterday, she was in our apartment with her friend and cooked. In the same way, she knows now that Padmé is good at cooking and that I love it. She told me I was in love. That's also true, Mom knows me well. Mom promised me to come to our first home game against Union on Saturday. I'm always looking forward to the new season and this time I'll show everyone how good I am, especially the scouts, I wish to be drafted by the Bruins….but… Anything else would be just as good if I didn't have Padmé. I want a professional career and I want Padmé. This is getting complicated.
Today is Saturday, me and my roommates are preparing for the first home game. We know we're good, but a plain victory would be good. The game starts at 07:30 PM, we have to be there at least one hour before it starts. We do our personal workout in our room, then we have breakfast together; Eggs, bacon, toast, orange juice, and fruit in the early afternoon we make our way to Agganis Arena. Players have assigned parking lots so we don't need to look for one.
Endless discussions in the locker room. The coach gives the last instructions and tips and it will begin shortly. We walk in through the tunnel, and so does the visiting team. The Terriers are greeted stormily by the fans, the whole atmosphere in the stadium makes you feel as if you are intoxicated. I love it. I hope Padme will like it one day too.
The terriers are better, everyone knows that, and so do the Unions. This fact alone can unsettle them. It doesn't matter if we win 5:0 or 10:0, we're going to be celebrating tonight, yes it's getting late but it's so common. I'm going to ask Padmé to be my date tonight and I already have a special outfit for tonight, I want to impress her ... but OK., we have to win the game first ... ... and let's go. Running out, running around, scoring four goals, that was an easy game. So 4: 1, of the four I scored two goals. I'm the successful forward, I can score goals, the NHL should be raging for me.
My teammates and I run another lap on the ice, cheer to the fans and then we go outside slowly, put our helmets and sticks on the bench. I see my mother, but before I can reach her, the team's female fans meet, yes, most of them are my fans and I struggle to shake them off. I say that I want to say hello to my mother, which costs some stupid comments. I walk over to my mother, give her a warm hug and she assures me, as always, how proud she is of me. Cliegg also gets a male hug with a tap on the shoulder and then ... I stand in front of Padmé. What a surprise!
"Hi Anakin, these are my father and my brother-in-law Darred"
I hold out my hand:
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Naberrie and you too, Darred."
Then I look at her eyes for a few long seconds and she dares:
"You were great, congratulations!" and put both arms tightly around my neck. I didn't expect that now, especially not in the presence of her father and my parents, but I don't want to miss the chance, I grab her instantly and have a firm grip on it, pull it up to me. Then I take her in my arms, she puts her arms around my neck and I walk through the door on ice, all eyes are layed on us. I run a whole lap and stop in the middle of the ice. Our noses almost touch, I breathe her breath, she mine ... to go insane. If I weren't in full gear, you would see my hard erection … ..and then I see the vultures frolicking in the entrance area, thunderstorms of flashlights without equal. The photos of us will be in every newspaper in Boston or in some sports papers across the country tomorrow… ..but I don't care!
"The team will celebrate the victory from ten tonight in a private club. Do you want to be my date tonight? "
"Gladly Anakin. The little black one? "
"Definitely!" I wink at her "... I'll pick you up at ten, hurry up" I walk to the exit, put her down and whisper in her ear: "See you later Angel" then I wink at her again and leave through the tunnel together with the teammates. That was the outing for everyone who didn't know or didn't suspect it until now. Yes!
Pure joy in the locker room. We're all happy to have won, even if everyone thought we were favorites, but 4:1 is a nice result. The shower room is full, full of mostly perfectly built and well-trained bodies of the athletes ... no female fan should get lost, grin. When we're done we'll say goodbye until later.
I'm going home and thinking about my outfit for tonight. I've had enough shirts, I bought the dark blue Sacco and matching gray-blue pants from Boss last year, what's new are Marco Magnanni's shoes, no less than Ondara II in black. Yes, it had to be. I'm not a snob who wears only branded clothing, but I think everyone who can afford should have some nice pieces for special occasions and if I make it to the NHL in the foreseeable future, and I do, you bet I'll be, I have to live a very public life where one is expected to behave extravagantly, to wear only expensive clothes. I also think that such good quality clothing underlines my good look. Yes, I am fully aware of my appearance. Am I vain... maybe. My Angel is beautiful, we go very well together.
OK. I'll take clean boxers again, have to shave thoroughly and carefully, brush my teeth very thoroughly too, because I've got something planned this evening. I apply deodorant and cologne again, also as an after shave. It is Kouros a particularly noble fragrance by Yves Saint Laurent ... for special occasions. I comb my hair and look in the mirror, yes! My cell phone, wallet, keys ... ready. Time is running out.
"Bro, are you ready?"
He comes out of his room in a dark blue suit, underneath a white shirt without a tie. I guess that's how most of the teammates will show up tonight. That's the way it should be, we are the elite.
Cody and Rex have already left. We get into my Mustang and drive towards Padmé's and Dormè's apartment to pick them up. The party starts at 10:00 pm, we don't have to be the first. When Padmé and Dormé come downstairs, my eyes are glued to Padmé ... she is ... I can't find the words, but I have to say something. I take her upper arms and look into her beautiful chocolate-brown eyes.
"Angel, you look stunning"
"You're not bad either," she says, smiling seductively.
We get in, Wesley lets Padmé take the passenger seat. During the drive to the club, I'm a little distracted. Her dress is not short, but short enough to show so much of her leg that it almost drives me crazy. I want to stretch out my arm, put it on her thigh and…. shit ... I feel semi rising... embarrassing. I find a parking lot in front of the club. We get out, Wesley looks at us all:
"We're presentable, aren't we" ... he also pays attention a lot about his appearance.
In the lobby of the club, the women take off their jackets. I take Padmé's in my hand… .aha, Guy Laroche made of velvet in dark purple, I knew that she's only wearing the best this evening. Her perfume envelops me, I no longer smell my own. She is wearing Si by Giorgio Armani, grins, implies certain concessions. Dormé also wears a chic little black. She's going in with Wesly. I look at my Angel with admiration. Her little black dress is similar in style to that one Audrey Hepburn wore in the movie Breakfast at Tiffany's. The dress is by Gucci, Prada or even original Givenchy. It is sleeveless, reaches just above the knee, with a sewn-on belt strap and bow. The neckline is wide but not deep, but the back is cut low. She wears a single row Akoya pearl necklace around her neck and matching stud earrings. The crowning glory on her little feet: So Kate 120mm Louboutins in black suede leather. This extremely high heel makes the leg look great, not that she doesn't have beautiful legs ... and she moves like a queen. In her hand a gold-colored leather clutch by Alexander McQueen, unmistakable. How do I know all of this? I don't live behind the moon, grin. Her hair is in a perfect chinon and she wears a lot more makeup than usual, but tonight is special. And now I have to tell her how I find her.
"You are so beautiful Angel, the most beautiful woman here, the most beautiful woman in the whole world, no, in the whole universe" I put my hand on her cheek and she nestles in my touch. Should i kiss her now? No, just wait.
"Thanks"
We go into the lounge area, where the usual goes on: discuss, joke, blaspheme ... the music is booming. Cody and Rex are sitting with us in one of the lounges and are already drinking, Wesley takes care of Dormé and I bring drinks for Padmé and me.
"Angel here, vodka martini, shaken, not stirred, a lá James Bond ... very decadent"
"Oh thank you, but athletes who have to take care of their diet have to do without the olive ... .a lá James Bond" and everyone laughs out loud.
The music is interrupted and the coach yells into the microphone:
"Terrier, don't forget that we have to win the game against Prince Edward Island tomorrow, don't drink too much. Enjoy the party until two and then off to bed! "
"Yes, dear babysitter" yells one and everyone laughs.
It's getting tight on the dance floor. Padmé and I dance only the slow things. She likes and is particularly good at rumba, just like me. Yes, I can dance good, after all, it's common for teenagers to take a dance class and Mom insisted that I do it, so I'm here and needn't be ashamed. We make pause here and there, I see she's arguing with her Louboutins. We are sitting comfortably and drinking our second vodka martini when I see Mandy and Synthia, who I have known from before, approach us.
"So, you are Padmé Naberrie, the woman who became the topic of talk No.1 on the campus!"
She turns to me .
"Tell us, Skywalker, what does she have what we ..." and points to herself and Mandy "... do not?"
I look up without a movement on my face and say, very simply, everyone should know, damn it:
"She has an uncatchable advantage over ALL of you ... she has my heart!"
My angel is visibly surprised, but only for a second, but the shock in the faces of Mandy and Synthia could make me laugh and then another poisonous comment from Synthia to Padmé:
"Congratulations Naberrie! Then be careful, be careful not to break it. "
and then my Angel says very coolly:
"Don't worry, I'll be very careful because his heart is the most precious thing I have"
She turns to me, undoes two top buttons on my shirt and kisses the place where my heart is. Oh-my-god! I am definitely getting a full erection now. At that moment the ballad Perfect by Ed Sheeran sounds, I get up quickly and take her hand:
"Angel, we dance" and slowly pull her onto the dance floor.
Mandy and Synthia stay frozen.
We move to the rhythm of the ballad and I sing in her ear:
I found a love for me
Oh darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
….
…
Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
….
…
I put my left hand, in which I was holding her right, to my chest, pulled her very tightly to me with my right hand, she laid her head on my chest and I continued to sing:
Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
I pulled back a little, she looked at me, I nodded my head here and then pulled her even closer to me
… ..
… ..
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I'll be your man
I see my future in your eyes
…
…
Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
I have faith in what I see
Now I know I have met an Angel in person
And she looks perfect
I don't deserve this
You look perfect tonight
When the last sound of the ballad could be heard no longer, we stop without parting completely, I leaned forward again and whispered in her ear:
"Padmé ….."
"Yes?"
"I love you" …... so, now it's out
She stiffened for a long moment, looking at me and her eyes filled with tears
"And I love you Anakin ... so much."
I took her face in my hands, wiped the tears with my thumb pads and kissed her slowly and tenderly. I felt that she could stand no longer, lifted her up slightly and turned us on the dance floor on the spot. Many eyes were fixed on us, some teammates were watching and screaming:
"Hou, hou, hou Skywalker .. something completely new, you fell, what?"
"Get in touch when you're so far, you asshole" what else can you say.
I grabbed her hand and we went out for a moment. I leaned against the wall, spread my Sacco and pulled her to my chest, I grabbed her lower back and pressed her against me. It was painful to have her so close and not be able to have her. I asked:
"Where are we now, Angel ? Together?"
"Yes. I just want to be with you…. every day and every…night .. and always and… we have to end this conversation later, not on Street, Anakin."
"Yes, and now let's go in and enjoy the rest of the evening…. I love you"
"I love you too"
We go in, sit down with Dormé and Wesley.
"Bro, I think you have a reason to spen a Chapagner" ... typical Wesley.
"Correct"
... and it was correct. I went to the bar and got six glasses of champagne.
Six times cheers for our luck. I love you was said a thousand times and we kissed the whole time ... until two. I've never done that in public. Yes, I fucked a lot of women ... somewhere where nobody saw, I didn't show myself like that with a single one, there was no reason ... because I didn't love any of them. I love Padmé, everyone can know that now, it's just a big surprise for everyone. The most famous playboy of BU was taken.
At two the party was over and Wesley and I dropped Padmé and Dormé at their apartment, said goodbye with lots of kisses and made our way home.
We have to play against Prince Edward Island tomorrow night. I haven't been drinking a lot and sleep is important.
Padme had come to this game too, alone. Maybe she wants to see every home game, I'll ask her. We lost that game. After I was finished with showering and getting dressed, we sat in my car, she comforted me. I'm not a little child that howls when it loses, but it feels like a shit, I can tell you ... .. but she was there, found the right words and comforted me.
I see her on Tuesday and we are going to spend Thursday afternoon together. We have to end our conversation that we have started. Until then we will make phone calls and text messages. I have to clear my head now and sleep and tomorrow I can deal with the subject.
I go to the bathroom, take care of my business and was about to brush my teeth when I heard my stomach growl. I was so high because of Padmé that I didn't realize I was hungry ... premiere. I run into the kitchen and open the fridge. What should I eat that is not so difficult, but still filling, I cannot fall asleep hungry. A piece of pizza at the top of the paper box. Can you eat that cold? Have never tried it but there is always a first time. I take the piece and eat it, it wasn't that bad after all. Now I can brush my teeth and go to bed.
Sweet dreams loveboy.
On Tuesday we agreed to meet on Thursday afternoon to end the conversation from Sunday evening… ..and hopefully something else.
Wesley is at the door and lets her in. The two are laughing about something. Wesley must have said something appropriate. I ask her into my room and I hear:
"Have fun. We're leaving in twenty minutes, hopefully you can hold out so long "
"Then get out of here as fast as you can, you asshole"
She comes into my room, looks around and looks like she's surprised, maybe she was expecting a dirty man's cave. I am a tidy person. Since I don't have two chairs, I sit down on my large bed and ask her to come to me. She's about to think I want sex, OK. not that I don't want to, grin.
"Do you want sex with me Anakin?"
"If I said no, I would lie," I grin seductively
"We have a lot to discuss, but we also come to the topic of sex"
"Only to topic?"
"Anakin!"
"OK. the thema sex is also good, if not otherwise ... .. let's sit on the floor "
... and so we sit on the thick carpet and she begins:
"It is clear now, we love each other and we are together. Were you with another girl after we started dating? "
Logical, I would also want to know.
"No, I haven't been with another woman and haven't looked at anyone since I saw you for the first time. It was practically love at first sight, I just took a little longer to understand it. I've slept with a lot of women, but I've never been in love. You are my first love Padme "
She promises to love me like no one else can. I kiss her, deepen the kiss and she withdraws.
"Angel, I love you and want you so bad. Don't you want Me?"
She tells me that she wants me just as much, but that we have to discuss everything before it comes to the decisive point. She said she hopes I'm not a chaotic.
"I'm not. I know what I want to achieve, but I never planned in detail. I'll let you guide me a little, Angel ... ..in some things. "
"The first thing we both want and have to achieve is a good degree. As you know I need GPA 4.55 for Harvard Law and that is what I absolutely have to achieve. I will have to learn a lot. What about you?"
What about me? Now I have to tell her my plans with GPA 4.17 for MIT, NHL, Draft, possibly leaving Boston, money, coming back, Bruins and everything that has been going on in my head for a long time. Yes I must. She needs to know that I'm serious. She asks rightly what will become of us if I go somewhere else and then I tell her:
"Since I met you, my plans have changed. I wanted to get a degree with GPA 4.0 , then get into the NHL and enjoy my life. Now I have other plans, I have to do GPA 4.17 because that's the score for MIT. I still want to get it into NHL, preferably signing a contract with the Bruins, then I would remain a professional. When I be drafted by the other team, I'll go there and the contract for my age is two years. That might bring in vouf million dollar without advertising contracts, which might mean twice as much. I would then end my professional career and do my master degree at MIT, so I don't need a scholarship. So what about the sex now? "
I wiggle my eyebrows, she ignors it.
"Interesting is everything you said. What is when you have to go, to the Maple Leafs for example? Will our relationship end in that case? I don't want to sleep with you and then be left away ... like every woman befor "
"Definitely not Angel! We can have a long distance relationship or you can come with me. When the contract expires, we can come back and study at the same time and finish the study at the same time too… ..and if you still want me then we could…. "
She interrupts me.
"You just said you never planned in detail, but those are very detailed plans."
"No, what is still missing if the Bruins want me. But now I can realize what would happen to us. I would be in Boston but traveling a lot , could you do that if you are studying and can't travel with me? I would definitely be a star forward, all the publicity is not easy to take. The only thing that would be good in that case is a lot, a lot of money, Angel. In a few years I could make well over a hundred million dollars. Can you deal with it? What about the sex now? "
"I wouldn't have any problems, with the public and to go with you….and you have only sex on your mind, huh?"
"No, but I want to know where your problem with sex is?"
"You mean other girls would allready be in your bed."
"Angel, tell me"
She starts to stutter
"I'm still … .. I have, uh… .I have never slept with a man"
"Oh! I didn't expect THAT now. " and I really didn't. " That would be the first time for you ... and I've never deflowered a girl, so it would be something the first time for both of us. We can do it Angel, I just have to know if you want me. "
I am a little insecure, because of her, but I know that it is going to be good. She says she wants me today or after her cycle when she starts taking the pill, she wants me without a condom, she wants to feel me and I'm excited because I've never had sex with a woman without a condom. She asks me if I am familiar with the female cycle. I know my way around it, pure biology. I want her today, I can't wait. It's not that I want sex, I want sex with her. I suggest taking a shower and we do that quickly. A little make-out under the warm water is good. I feel her trembling body, I'm excited, I know this is my real first time. We dry off, I carry her to bed and put her on top. Something is still missing, yes. I bring a large, light-colored bath towel and spread it out under her. The proof of her virginity will remain on it, perhaps she will want to have it. Then I ask her again if she really wants that.
"More than anything," she says and I'm happy to hear it.
I lie down on the bed and start kissing her, starting with her face, then her neck. I take time for her breasts, kiss them, lick them, suckle them. She whimpers under me, is a little passive but tries to follow. I suppose that is the inexperience and probably fear, she knows that the pain is coming. I reach her stomach and kiss and lick her deeper, she squirms under me. In the end I'm between her legs, kissing and licking the clitoris, sucking on it, she moaning. Then I pull myself up, lick and kiss her and finally position myself between her legs, my dick is rock hard. She looks down and makes big eyes.
"Are you ready Padmé?"
"Yes, take it slow, I'm ... scared."
"Don't worry Angel, I'll take it slow"
I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it against her wet entrance and pressed in a little, it didn't go any further. I tried with slow moving with more and more pressure, but it didn't go any deeper. She suffered under me, I saw it in her face. I decided to put her out of agony. I put my left hand under her head, my right hand under her bum, I pressed my lips against hers, kissed her very deeply and pushed my hips forward with a jerk and was in with the whole length. She screamed into my mouth in pain. I broke the kiss and told her:
"That is it, Angel, now you are a woman, my woman and you will stay that way forever. I love you."
Then I began to move, accelerating my tempo, and groaning at the feeling of being naked inside her, indescribable. I have never had sex with a woman without a condom. It came quickly. I felt the tingling sensation along my spine, my balls ached, I moaned loudly and then the orgasm hit me in several spurts, I poured the sperm into her heat. This is heaven on earth, I will always have it now, for the rest of my life. Unfortunately this time she had no pleasure, only pain. But her pleasure will come, I'll take care of that, I'll give her everything she needs and more, I'll love and spoil her.
As my breathing calmed down, I started kissing her neck, breasts, stomach and pubic hair.
"No Anakin, it's full of blood"
"I just wanted to kiss your pain away" I said, I wouldn't have minded
"Was it nice for you?"
"Yes, your pleasure will come when you are no longer sore. Thank you AngeI, I love you. "
"I love you too"
I pulled the covers over us and we lay there without words, huddled together and kissed continuously.
We have decided to meet on Thursdays and Sundays and in between evenings if there is time ... .. for the time being. We'll work on the rest and it will keep getting better.
My origin goal of having her in my bed has been achieved ... but now things have changed. My goal has changed: she should become my wife.
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Next chapter in two weeks
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There is not so much interest in this story, I don't know should I continue.