Chapter XI

The Beautiful Passion

The Phantom released my hand and reached behind me and began to untie my day gown...the one that he had chosen from his drawer when I had come to him after trodding through freezing water.

It seemed as if today's events were all behind us as the Phantom slipped off my gown. Now only my corset and pantalets remained on. I saw a smirk spread across the Phantom's face as he looked at my corset. As he reached behind me to begin untying my corset, I had absolutely no idea what to do. For a moment, I just stood there and let him work at removing my corset, reminding myself that I would be bearing all to him should he remove it. Without thinking, though, I reached behind and began helping him untie all the strings that pressed the corset to my body. The Phantom moved down to the very last string before I could, and slowly untied it, looking into my eyes the whole time. Then, before he completely removed my corset, he gently pressed me to the bed. I lay there on my back looking up at him. I watched him as he began to take off his shirt, and then slowly started to take off his trousers. I could feel my eyes grow wide just at the thought of what he was about to bring upon me. Before he completely took off his trousers, he picked me up at the waist and moved me up on the bed until my whole body was completely on the huge red sheeted bed. Slowly, he removed my corset.

He then removed his trousers, completely exposing himself, and moved onto the bed so that he was on top of me. I couldn't help glancing at his manhood. I had never seen any other before, and it came as almost a shock to me. I knew the workings of sex, but I knew nothing of the male parts. The Phantom began to slide my pantalets off of me, and I leaned my head back, not really wanting to look...to see the lustful look in his eyes.

It wasn't that I didn't want this. I was just a bit reluctant of it. I didn't know what to expect. All I knew was that what we were going to do would hurt me.

The Phantom caressed my body tenderly moving his hands from the inside of my thighs up past my belly, moving over my breasts and then up to my neck. He looked into my eyes, and when I looked up to meet them, he leaned down and pressed a passionate kiss on my lips. It wasn't a hard kiss, but it was powerful. I felt him move his tongue into my mouth and then entwine it with mine. He pulled up a bit and looked at me. Slowly, his eyes began to travel down the rest of my body. He rotated his hips against my thighs. I let out a moan from both pleasure and pain.

As he moved his hands down to my sex, I arched my back, loving every moment he touched me. He stroked the edge of my opening, then I felt his fingers move inside of me, exploring. I closed my eyes. I could feel sweat break out across my body, and I began panting. The Phantom removed his hands, then moved his whole body down a little further and kissed me right below my navel. I felt his tongue touch my skin, and I felt myself grow wet. The moment I opened my eyes and looked down at him, he looked up at me with a devilish smile.

I closed my eyes again as he moved his lips up my body until they reached my neck. "Oh, Rose..." he whispered softly. I shuddered at him calling my name. I moved my hands so that they rested on his lower back, then before I could comprehend what happened, I was on top of the Phantom. I straddled his waist while he held my hips. I caressed his muscular chest, loving the feel of his sweaty body. He closed his eyes and groaned as I put my lips to work and began placing gentle kisses on his chest and then his neck. I was completely unexperienced at all of this, and I wasn't sure if the Phantom was either, but we both acted like we knew what we were doing. I leaned down and kissed the Phantom. I felt him grab the back of my neck and press me to him. I could smell his sweat.

The Phantom then rolled me over so that he was once again on top. I looked into his eyes and saw a fire burning passion glazing in his eyes. The Phantom took a hold of my legs and moved them so they hooked around his lower back. I felt his manhood nudge my opening, as if trying to get in me. The Phantom looked into my eyes, then slowly, I felt my eyes begin to close. I felt new sweat break out all over my body. Our bodies stuck together, and as I felt the Phantom begin to move into me, I began to pant even harder.

Then, all at once he thrust into me. Hard. I tried suppressing a scream, and instead let out a faint whimper. I grabbed onto the sheets beside me and clenched them as hard as I could for some comfort. I opened my eyes and saw the Phantom looking at me with a half worried expression on his face, but once he saw me look at him, his face went expressionless and he leaned down to kiss me. Our mouths pressed together passionately.

When he pulled back, he thrust into me again. I could feel him deep inside of me. The sensation burned and stung, yet at the same time, felt good. I heard the Phantom groan as he continued sinking into me. I arched my back as I felt heat move through my body. I felt my toes become numb and my thighs tightened. Closing my eyes, I could hear the Phantom begin to breathe hard. I knew he was nearing the end.

He thrust into me even harder than before, and this time I couldn't help but scream from the pain. I could feel him stretching me. I didn't know how much longer I could take it. It all felt so good, but it burned so badly. And with every thrust I felt him move even deeper inside of me. I felt the Phantom's lips upon my neck as he suckled my skin. I moaned softly. Feeling him upon me felt so good.

The Phantom thrust into me one last time, harder than ever, and then he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I began panting again. I could now smell the sweat from both of our bodies. It wasn't a bad smell...not at all.

The side of the Phantom's face was pressed against my neck as his laboured breathing began slowly easing a bit. I wasn't panting as hard now. Instead, I was breathing almost normal. I might have been able to breathe normal, in fact, if it weren't for the Phantom lying right on top of me. He was crushing my breasts and my lungs for that matter.

Then, I felt the Phantom take a hold of my hands and bring them above my head. He laced his fingers with mine and squeezed tightly as if to comfort us both. I took as deep a breath as I could as I closed my eyes slowly, then fluttered them back open.

The Phantom released my hands, and I felt him quickly move out of me. I clenched my teeth at the pain of him pulling out. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, still breathing a bit heavy.

I heard the Phantom move about the room, and then I felt the bed sink a bit as he climbed back in. I opened my eyes to look at him and saw that he had put on fresh trousers. He lay beside me, simply gazing at me. I turned my head and gave a weak smile. I felt very tired.

Still, the Phantom did not speak to me. Instead, he put a hand on my waist and pulled me closer to him. He stroked my cheek with his thumb and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. His hand carressed my stomach as he leaned over and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

I felt my eyes droop, and as I closed my eyes, I felt the Phantom pick me up and readjust me on the bed, then I felt a thick, soft, silk blanket being placed upon my body. I felt him gently kiss my cheek, and then I fell into a deep sleep.