Still Addison's Flashback

When the room finally rights itself, I peel my crimson face from his chest and look up at him. He chuckles and kisses my mouth gently, I instantly relax. That's when I feel his manhood still hard against my thigh. My face shifting into worry as my hands find his face.

"I'm so sorry Zed! I didn't realize you hadn't-" But he cut me off by bringing his lips to mine again. He pulls our foreheads together.

"I'll be ok. I'm happy I could make you feel that good." He said. I blush for the hundredth time and turn my eyes away so I don't have to look at his face.

"But I want you to feel good too." I whisper, he chuckles in response. Putting his hands on either side of my face, he drew my eyes to his once more.

"It felt amazing." He smiled at me. My heart leapt to my throat. How was I supposed to respond to that? But I really do want him to feel just as good as I did. To reach that peek and fall back down to be caught in my arms. The image of him coming undone awakens my body anew, flames coursing through my lower stomach and meeting at the apex of my thighs.

Despite him saying I didn't need to worry about 'helping him out', my hand slid between our bodies and he doesn't stop me when I reached his waistband. This time, I let my fingers slip beneath the fabric and my hand was now in full contact with his erection, skin to skin. I was surprised how velvety soft his skin was down there.

He moaned beside me and rolled onto his back, giving me full access to him. I couldn't help the flood of pride that he was so vulnerable just for me. I lean up and kiss his lips, his stiffness twitching with appreciation in my hand.

I worked him slowly like I had before but the angle I was forced with, because of the elastic constricting my wrist, was hard for me to maneuver. Gingerly, I remove my hand and slip his boxers down his hips; he raised his lower half slightly for me to make it easier.

His manhood sprung up out of its restraints and I'm stunned for a moment seeing it full on for the first time. I must have stared a few moments too long because he started to fidget slightly uncomfortably beside me, rubbing his hand along my waist to bring me back to reality.

I return my hand around it, the sight is so erotic I have to squeeze my thighs together to ease the aching to jump on top of him again. It was his turn. I look up at his face, his eyes screwed shut and panting beside me, I place my other hand over his chest and feel his heart hammering against it. I'm doing this to him. My heart swells and the heat between my legs spiking.

Suddenly, Zed has me press against the mattress with his mouth covering mine. "Your scent is amazing." He pants out, grabbing the wrist that is on him and guides me to continue working him slightly faster and he releases my wrist to let me take over again. His kisses are hot and our breathing is heavy. He's hovering over me and he pulls his head back.

"Addy, we gotta stop." He says breathlessly. My brows furrow and I slow my hand.

"Why? Am I hurting you?" I ask in concern, his chuckle tells me I'm wrong. And is that a blush on his cheeks?

"No, you're gonna make me cum." He admitted, thinking it would deter me from continuing but it had the complete opposite effect. My free hand pulls him by the back of the neck down to me and I kiss him hard, my other hand pumping him like before.

One of his hands finds my face, our kiss passionate and hot, his hips moving against my hand.

"Ah, Addy!" He moans my name and it ignites me more. Then, I suddenly feel a warm liquid spread over my belly. I look down and the milky substance covered my thin pink nightie and was seeping through to my skin. Zed shifts above me and I bring my attention back to his beautiful face, he's slightly out of breath and avoiding eye contact with me.

"Sorry." He whispers sheepishly.

"For what?" I ask in confusion. His eyes gestured down to my stomach then looks into my eyes.

"I ruined your pjs." He said in a silly tone. I giggle, leaning up and kissing his lips softly.

"I liked it." The words come out sultry and sexy. I have no clue where I learned that tone from but the blush that appears on his face makes it all too worth it. He's so cute when he's embarrassed. "But, I think I wanna change." I tease, breaking the tension between us. Zed chuckles and rolls off of me, fixing his cloths so he's tucked safely back into his pants. I jump up and hurry to my closet and pull out an almost identical nightgown except the color is baby blue.

I start for the bathroom, but stop myself as I think of how I want this night to end. I had planned for tonight to be the night I fully give myself to Zed. He's my love, my world, my everything. I want nothing more than to share my first time with him. And every time after that.

So I decided I wasn't going to go to the bathroom to changes. I laid my fresh nightie on the vanity beside me. I turned towards him and found his eyes on me. I bring my hand up to one strap, slipping it over my shoulder, it drooped down and loosened the support of that side of my gown. He's watching me intently, I see him gulp as my other hand reaches for the other strap. I slide it off and my gown falls in a pool at my feet.

I'm standing in front of him in only my panties. I stand there, his eyes raking over me from head to toe. I'm nervous if he likes what he sees or if he expected better. I fidget in my spot under his gaze, he stands and steps forward until he's right in front of me. He places a hand on the side of my neck, his thumb brushing my cheekbone.

"You're beautiful." He whispers, leaning down to slowly capture my lips, his other hand finding my waist. My heart is pounding, his hand touching my skin made me hot. I place my hands on his chest and am frustrated by the fabric keeping me from his skin. I clench the fabric in my fists.

He could tell I wanted to feel him too so he pulled back just enough so he could pull his shirt over his head and discard it, forgotten on the floor with my soiled nightgown. His lips are back on mine in an instant, arms wrapping around me to pull me tight to him.

My fingers are spread across his bare chest with my arms trapped between us. I have the sudden urge for him touching my chest. I wiggle my arms free and wrap them around his torso, pressing my body against his. I gasp into his mouth at the feeling of his skin on my skin, a groan rumbles in his chest in response, waves of electricity coursing through me from the vibration.

He starts walking us backwards until the bed tabs the backs of his legs, he lays me down gently beside him, never breaking our contact with his arms still tightly around me. His arm, that's not underneath my shoulders, slides over me until he's cupping my breast again.

My back arches so my chest pushes more firmly into his hand. He kisses a trail to my neck, lingering there, messaging my bare breast, sending shivers down my spine from all these pleasant sensations he was making me feel. His kisses return to my mouth as his hand starts down my stomach. My muscles clenching deliciously under his touch as he makes his way down my body, the anticipation for what he might do to me overwhelming my imagination.

When his fingers reach the thin elastic of my panties, I eagerly lift my hips for him to remove them. With both hands, he swiftly pulls the tiny garment down my thighs and off my legs. And he's back on me, kissing my lips while his hand wanders down my belly once more. Zed sucks my tongue between his lips and I moan into his mouth, his hands forgotten for a moment as I feverishly ravage his tongue with my own.

But I gasp when I feel his fingers brush over my extremely sensitive nub between my thighs. Zed keeps his mouth over mine to muffle my moans as he continues to experiment with touching different places and stoking each and every place that gains a reaction from me. My hands are grabbing at any part of him I can reach. My entire body starts to tremble from the sensations his fingers were giving me.

He cautiously inserts a finger and my hips jerk up and my walls clamp down around the appendage. I shove my face into my pillow and scream out my orgasm.

"Fuck, Addy." Zed whispers breathlessly. He starts unzipping his pants and removing his remaining clothing. I feel him shifting beside me and pull my face out of my pillow, I see him removing his boxers just before he turns back to me, completely naked like myself.

My face is burning but my body is calling for him. He leans down and kisses my lips so softly that my spine starts to tingle, that one kiss translating his love from his heart to mine. This wasn't just about lust, this was truly an act of love. My hands reach up for him. He moves over me and holds himself up on his elbows as not to crush me with his full weight.

I ran one hand along the back of his neck until my fingers sifted through his hair, the other holding his face and drawing him down to me again. I kiss his with all the passion in me, our lips moving together in a gentle loving display.

When we finally pull apart, Zed lays his forehead to mine.

"Are you sure you want to do this tonight?" He asked. "We can always wait if you're not sure." I giggle, knowing he's giving me every out in case I'm not ready. I brush my thumb over his cheek.

"I've never been more sure about anything." I whisper inches from his lips. He looked deep into my eyes, searching for any signs of doubt or hesitation, then closed the gap between our lips when he found none. He pulls back.

"Protection?" He asks. Another out for me. I giggle.

"I'm on the pill." I respond, kissing him and shoving my tongue in his mouth to tell him I'm not messing around on the matter. He groans at my intensity, adjusted himself and gently nudged my legs further apart so he was positioned at my opening. I felt his head glide over my slick center and my lower belly lights on fire again.

"Tell me if we need to stop." He instructed. I nod and wrap my arms around his torso to hug him tight. "Ready?" He asks, fully positioned at my entrance. I nod again.

He kisses me. Then I feel him start to push in, expanding my walls uncomfortably but not painfully. He continues further and further until he reaches a barrier. He pulls my head to his shoulder and hugs me tightly to him, and swiftly pushes through.

I scream into the skin of his shoulder as the sharp pain shoots up my body, tears welling up in the corners of my eyes before spilling over. Zed stopped any movement as I adjust, petting my hair, kissing my temple, whispering that 'it's ok' and that 'he's there', rubbing my back, ANYTHING to comfort me and ease my pain.

"I'm so sorry Addy." His voice is shaky and he squeezes me just slightly tighter. "We can stop." He says. I can hear the distress in his voice.

I peel my face from his shoulder to look up at him, his own tears sitting in the corners of his eyes. I reach a hand up and wipe his eyes then cup his cheek in my hand, he leans into my touch for his own comfort.

"I want to keep going." I say honestly. After a moment, he nods and pecks my lips before letting me get comfortable as we get ready to try again. The feeling of him inside me is already much more pleasant as my body adjusts to his size.

He continues to push the rest of the way in and when he's fully sheathed I love the fulfilling oneness connecting us together. And from the look in his eyes he feels the same. He begins to move, out almost fully then back in painfully slow. I moan a little too loudly from the ecstasy and I suddenly have a hand over my mouth.

He's looking surprised down at me. He tests my reaction by repeating the action, all too slowly again. I start wiggling my hips to try and increase the friction between us and he seems to get the picture, picking up the pace a little. He removes his hand from covering my mouth so he can support himself as he rocks back and forth into me, his sensual groan sends my senses into overdrive.

I latch my mouth onto his neck, trying anything to muffle my wanton cries, gaining a moan from him as I alternate kissing and sucking. I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him, pressing myself against him as close as I could. My fingers gripping his back for dear life as my nails dig into his skin. I match his thrusts. His heavy breathes echoing in my ears.

"Ah! Zed! Ahh!" I cry his name just before I plummet off the edge into oblivion. I feel his body stiffen as he spills himself inside, collapsing over me. I hug him to me, his weight feels nice as our bodies settle.

After a minute, he slowly pulls out, I wince at the dull pain pulsing in my entire lower half. He lifts his head to me. "Am I too heavy?" He asks, I shake my head.

"No, I'm fine." I tell him and pull him back down. He smiles and relaxes against my chest. I put my nose in his emerald hair and take in a deep breath, his scent relaxes me and I sigh contently.

We lay there for a little while until my muscles start to rebel from his weight and I start to fidget under him. He notices my discomfort and rolls to the side and pulls me to his side, wrapping me in a loving embrace. I'm so comfortable in his arms that my eyes start to droop. A big yawn escapes me but I try to fight the drowsiness by rubbing my eyes. Zed rubs my back and kisses the top of my head.

"Get some rest. I'll be here when you wake up." He said, softly.

"Mmkay." I mumble, letting my lids slide closed. "I love you Zed." He kisses my hair again.

"I love you too Addy." He replies, into my hair. Both of us let the exhaustion wash over us as we drifted into a peaceful dream world.