CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Becky felt his big body cover hers and had the odd sensation that she was drowning in pleasure. His mouth was firm and warm and he was exploring the edges of her teeth with his tongue, returning to her own to stroke against it, pulling her into the kiss skilfully. She raised her arms and circled his neck, letting her hands run over his enormous shoulder muscles and test the firmness of them. It was hard to believe that a man as handsome and sexy as him would want someone as ordinary as her, but she didn't tempt fate by voicing the question, just in case he came to his senses and stopped. Because that would kill her, she decided, returning his kiss with more enthusiasm than skill.
Glenn loved her inexperience, loved the fact that he was teaching her how to kiss him just the way he liked. It would mean she was suited to him and no-one else, like he had programmed her for only his responses to her touch. His whole body felt taut and aching, and he knew he was going to have to go slow if he wanted to retain any sort of control. It had been a while since he had been with a woman, and he wanted to savour this, even if he would get to do it again and again. His hands slid down her body and smoothly slid her underwear out of the way without her even realising it, and then they returned to her back, carefully skimming over the wounds there and smiling against her mouth when she didn't make a murmur of protest. The last thing he wanted was for her to feel any pain at all from this joining.
Becky felt him run his hands down to her hips and she moaned into his mouth as he gripped her smooth flesh, the feel of a man's hands anywhere on her body new and very arousing, especially the way his callused fingers stroked over her. Little tingles of sensation followed wherever his hands went, and she could still feel where he had been stroking her back, her body coming alive under his ministrations. She arched up towards him and then gasped, breaking the kiss as her sensitive nipples brushed on his shirt.
Glenn stared down at her and slowly removed his shirt, throwing it across the room and then undoing his pants, coming back down on her before he could take them off. The feel of her bare breasts pressing up against his equally bare chest made him shudder, and he drew his torso back and forth across hers, hearing her groan at the friction this caused.
"You like that, honey," he whispered, dropping his head down to her neck to nibble at her soft skin, his tongue licking across the pulse that beat frantically there.
"Mmm," was her only reply and she clutched at his hair as his tongue made a path down over her collarbone and onto the swell of her breasts, his big hands moving up to take the weight of them and lift one of them up to his mouth. Soft noises of surprise and arousal pulsed out of her throat when he took her hard nipple in his mouth and sucked gently, and he looked up and watched her face as he licked over the hard point, seeing the way she flushed with pleasure and almost bit through her lip. He renewed his efforts and soon she was making frantic little sounds as she tried to get him closer to her, any way she could. He raised up and kissed her with unleashed passion, taking her hands and placing them on his chest, then letting them go so she could explore him. And explore she did, with much enthusiasm and wonder, her eyes looking down at the broad expanse of muscle and gently touching every curve and swell, finding his nipples and toying with them. Her eyes flicked to his when he made a noise of approval and she caressed him more firmly, smiling when she felt him shudder. When she ran her hands down his stomach and felt the waist of his pants, she hesitated, not sure whether to carry on or not, but Glenn made up her mind for her by quickly stripping them off.
Her face went red as she looked at his body without a stitch of clothing to cover it, and she saw the thick evidence of his desire for her laying heavily against his leg. It should have terrified her, she reasoned, but it didn't. "You're beautiful," she murmured, taking in his huge naked form.
Glenn laughed huskily at that and lifted her hand up to place a kiss on her knuckles. "You're the beautiful one," he remarked, moving her hand down his stomach until she was covering his manhood with her small fingers. She jerked slightly at the contact but almost instantly curled her fingers around him, licking her lips as she concentrated on how he felt. She hadn't realised men were so hard, or so soft in places, or so sensitive when she ran her finger over the small bead of moisture seeping out of him. He groaned as her hands measured his flesh, exploring it eagerly, and he had to stop her before he came all over the place. He moved her hands until they were above her head, smiling softly down at her dazed expression. "Just leave them there, okay?" he told her, bending and placing small kisses over her breasts and down over her stomach, concentrating on the dip of her belly button and delving his tongue inside, tickling her. A small bite on her hipbones followed, laved with his tongue afterwards, and her stomach muscles clenched at the sensation. Her arms only moved fractionally when he kissed his way down to her knees and then pulled them open slowly, licking a line up the inner thigh and then biting on the soft white flesh, making her tense and arch as he neared her core. He allowed his fingers to skim over the delicate skin he discovered there, watching her face as he touched her in a way no other man ever had. She was flushed and her eyes were closed, her chest heaving as he pressed inwards lightly, tenderly opening her to his gaze, the moist pink skin looking succulent.
He didn't question where all this was coming from, because he had never been so gentle with a woman before in his life, but Becky needed gentleness more than anything else and he intended to give it to her. He blew on her flesh and she shivered, making a small whimper as he did it again. Her thighs automatically tried to close when he flicked his tongue out and tasted her, running the tip up and down slowly, his lips curving with pleasure when her juices started flowing. She tasted exotic and clean, and if it was possible for someone to taste innocent, she did. He wanted more, and he pressed his tongue inwards, entering her tight passage and then licking, withdrawing and finding the highly sensitive nub hidden within her folds, teasing it with soft strokes of his tongue. Becky squeezed her eyes shut at the unbelievable pleasure coursing through her body, shocked that he was using his mouth on her, but unable to protest because it felt so damn good. Her body was climbing some invisible ladder, and she couldn't stop the way her muscles were tensing up, feeling ready to snap at any second. Glenn became the catalyst for that sudden explosion when he sucked on her, the pleasure so sharp that she splintered into a million pieces and drifted on a cloud of euphoria. He felt her climax and forced himself to release her softness, knowing she would become too sensitive if he continued. But he wasn't finished yet and he moved up quickly, positioning himself in the cradle of her hips and using his arousal to nudge the softness he had so recently tasted.
Becky was still whimpering from the onslaught of her orgasm, and her eyes flicked open when she felt him there against her, awe filling her face at how big he felt, and how right. He leaned down on his elbows over her and framed her face with his big hands, kissing her lips in a drugging way that had her forgetting what was about to happen and he used her distraction to ease himself slowly inside her, biting back the harsh groan that built up in his throat at how tight she felt as she slowly enfolded him within her walls. His eyes watched her for pain, but there was only a slight hesitation, a moment when she briefly became lucid, and then it was all easy. He sunk deeply inside her and rested there, his hands moving from her face down to her hips and lifting her up for his thrusts as he started moving. It was difficult to keep the pace slow when his body was screaming at him to complete it, but he ignored the inner voice, withdrawing almost all the way and then sinking inch by inch back into her, her hips rising up to meet him as he did so. Her tight muscles were still pulsing from her climax, and now he could feel them tightening again already at his possession of her, and he started to move faster, making sure she matched him every step of the way.
When he felt her muscles tightening yet further and her whimpers got worse, he drove for his own satisfaction, thrusting one last time as the pleasure finally raced through his veins, and then exploding inside her, her own orgasm milking his release from him in waves of ecstasy. He collapsed on top of her as his climax let him go, his body feeling boneless. Becky was feeling much the same way, and she was desperately trying to draw even one full breath into her lungs after such intense sensation.
Glenn realised belatedly that he was resting his entire weight on her small body, and he moved to roll away from her, stopping when her arms clutched him convulsively. "Don't go," she panted.
"Rebecca, honey, I'll crush you," he murmured, trying to see her face, but she had it pressed tightly against him as if she was afraid to let go. "I'm not going anywhere, I'll be right here."
She didn't ease up on her grip, but he was far stronger than her and made a mockery of her attempt to hold him, rolling easily to the side and then drawing her next to him, his arm pressing her against his side. He brushed the damp hair from her forehead and looked into her eyes, smiling at the dazed way in which she looked back, her cheeks going pink. "Okay?"
She nodded and hid her face in his chest, blushing even harder. Glenn chuckled and nudged her back up again. "Did you like it?"
She nodded again and stared at his lips, her eyes flitting to his body and then back to his lips, her honesty getting the better of her. "It was wonderful. Can we do it again?" she asked, fighting her shyness as she felt little aftershocks of pleasure skitter through her.
"Honey, we can do it all you like, when I've had a rest," Glenn said, cupping her chin and drawing her towards him for a kiss. "You're still innocent when it comes to this, but I have a feeling all that's going to change over the next few days," he said, chuckling again at her red cheeks.
"You mean we can do it every day?" she asked, pleased at the prospect.
He laughed outright at her enthusiasm this time and hugged her. "God, you're going to be good for me, little one."
Becky settled against him and closed her eyes, smiling as she relaxed on his shoulder and started to drift off. This was where she was meant to be, she thought, unaware of the trouble that was waiting for her just around the corner.
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Mark woke up late that night and felt his body harden instantly when he realised he was spooned behind Ellie, her smooth backside nestled into his lap. His mind replayed what had happened earlier, and he smiled at the way she had responded to him. She was feeling more at home here now he had started being nice to her, and he was reaping the benefits. His hands lifted from her waist to cup her breasts, kneading the soft skin as he heard her give a slight moan in her sleep. He was glad now that he had apologised for his behaviour, because she was starting to trust him.
Ellie opened her eyes when she felt his thumbs rub over her nipples and she arched back into him, the thick hard length of his arousal pressing into her buttocks. She had only to move a little bit, she thought, and he would be inside her. Biting her lip, she shifted until he was between her legs and then arched her back again, gasping as she felt him nudging against her softness with the movement.
"Hmm, little lady, if you keep moving like that I'll be thinking you want this inside you," Mark murmured deeply into her ear, growling and biting her neck when she shuddered and pushed back, his flesh starting to slide inwards. "That what you want, my baby?"
"Please," she said softly, her back still arched and her head pressing backwards into his shoulder.
"Ah, honey, you don't have to say please, you can have this anytime you want," he growled, flexing his hips and sinking himself in her to the hilt, his hands still kneading her breasts. He was too turned on to take it slowly, and he slipped one hand down between her legs and ran his fingertip over the small pearl of flesh there, stroking her in rhythm to his hard thrusts, letting himself lose control as he pushed her towards her release. It took hardly any time at all, but he was exhausted when he finally emptied himself inside her, his chest shaking with exertion. "You're going to kill me," he murmured as he relaxed, chuckling at the way she was trembling against him. "But I can't think of a better way to go!" He closed his eyes and let sleep claim him, knowing by her even breathing that she had already dropped off after her efforts, and he briefly wondered if he would have the energy to keep up with his body's demands.
