BEDTIME STORIES
PART 4
We both lay there breathing heavily. Then before I knew what was happening he rolled me beneath him settling himself between my thighs. As he leaned down and began to kiss me, he took my hands and carefully intertwined our fingers. Then he moved our clasped hands up above my head holding them there. Then slowly he began to move his hips. I wanted him as deep inside me as I could get him, so I took my legs and wrapped them around his waist. This tilted my hips and brought him even deeper inside me, we both gasped when this happened. He quickened the pace only slightly, wanting to prolong it as long as possible.
When I could no longer stand it I begged, "Now, please now."
As he quickened our pace, even more, he leaned down to kiss me, then raised his head to look down at me. We never took our eyes off each other as with a final deep thrust I felt his warmth fill me as we climaxed together. Then as we continued to shudder against each other he leaned down to kiss me and slowly gentle the pace he had set.
He didn't move but kept his weight off me by resting on his forearms. As our breathing slowly came back to normal he began to place light kisses on my face and neck. Then he made his way down and across me just above my breasts. Shifting his weight to one side he cupped my breast in one hand and brought it up to his mouth. He started out by circling my nipple with his tongue; I inhaled and arched up toward him. Then he was pulling my nipple between his lips and began to suck on it. This sent a shock wave right to the center of my being. I pushed my hips up into his tightening my muscles around him because he was still deep inside me. He would alternate between using his teeth to nibble and his lips to suck on my breast. Then he would switch to the other one giving it the same attention. He did this along with a rocking motion of hips until he brought me to another climax. I cried out at the intensity of it, that's when he moved back up and captured my mouth with his.
Finally, when my breathing was back to normal he rolled to his side and reached down to pull the sheet up to cover us. Then putting an arm around me he turned me onto my side and pulled me back against him. I reached up for an extra pillow to put between my knees and he tucked me beneath his chin wrapping himself around me as if to protect me. Then with his arm around me; my breast in his hand I fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but what woke me was him placing kisses on my shoulder and neck. I rolled to my back and smiled up at him. He smiled down at me and watched as I stretched and winced a little as I did.
He noticed and asked, "You okay?"
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him over on me for a kiss. Before I kissed him I said, "I'm fine, just a little sore."
He stroked his hand up and down my body as we kissed. When he lifted his head he asked again, "You're sure I didn't hurt you?"
I sighed, nodding my head. "I'm fine really. You didn't hurt me. I'll prove it to you." I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him down and partially over on me. As we kissed he ran his hand down my side as far as he could stopping with it on my bare thigh. Then he slipped his knee between my legs, rolling to partially cover my body with his and moved his hand up to cup my breast. He lifted his head to look down at me and I moved my hands and slid them down onto his chest. Then he went still for a second as I went to ask him what was wrong he shook his head, so I stayed quiet. Then he leaned back down close to my ear and whispered, "Just someone shutting the bathroom door. They must be back from the bar."
As he began to kiss me again, I slid my hand down across his stomach. I cupped my hand against him and he pushed into my hand. I wrapped my hand around him. He gasped against my mouth and pushed against my hand more. He moved his hand and buried it in my hair. Moving to settle himself between my thighs and as he did I guided him as he slowly entered me. I gasped and he went still. He lifted his head just enough to look down at me. Softly he asked, "Am I hurting you?"
I was rubbing my hands up and down his sides and across his back. Just as softly as he asked I replied, "No. I told you earlier that you didn't hurt me. I'm a little sore but that will go away soon, I'm sure."
He looked at me for several seconds before he lowered his head and began kissing me again. When he began to move he continued to be careful. It was as if he wasn't sure that I had been completely honest with him. I had never been made love too that slowly or carefully before. The pleasure was so intense that I didn't care that he might not believe that I was all right. The climax he brought me too was the most intense, wonderful, beautiful experience I'd ever had.
As our breathing settled back to normal he was placing soft gentle kisses on my face, neck, and shoulders. It wasn't until he used his thumbs to wipe my face that I realized that I must have cried because of the experience. He kissed me one last time before he rolled to his side and once again turned me to mine and pulled me back against him spoon fashion. Wrapping his arm around me he cupped my breast in his hand and we both fell asleep.