First time (PT II)
1stJanuary 1987
Henry held out his hand for hers to take.
"Come on, let's go to bed, babe."
Elizabeth put her hand in his and he pulled her to a standing position.
"Are you finished?"
"Yes," he kissed her lips softly. "Are you ready?" He leaned back to look into her eyes.
She nodded. "Are you?"
"Yes," he scooped her up and carried her in his arms towards the bedroom. It wasn't the first time he'd swept her off her feet that day.
Their day had started out rather slowly. Waking up late in the morning, almost noon in fact. If it hadn't been for Henry stumbling around in the kitchen, Elizabeth would not even have woken up before noon.
"Hey sleepyhead," Henry had said as she appeared in the kitchen. She looked so cute, rubbing the slumber of sleep from her eyes; her hair was all messed up partly due to the updo it had been in last night, now it was ruffled due to a good night's sleep. As he looked down her body, he saw she was wearing his white shirt from the previous night on top of her lingerie. That sexy lingerie she was wearing last night when they had almost… His mind started wandering.
"What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked as she saw a blush starting to appear on his cheeks.
"Euhm, well, I'm, euh, making you breakfast," he looked at the clock. "Or lunch."
"Brunch," Elizabeth corrected him. "Smells great. What are we having?"
"Omelette à la McCord," Henry lifted the pan for her to see.
She smiled and put her hands on his shoulders as she passed him by. She took a cup from the cabinet. "Do you want one too?" she asked.
He lifted his own cup, silently telling her he'd already had coffee but he held out his cup for her to refill it with the coffee he had made earlier. As she poured the hot brown liquid into his cup, he looked at her. Admired her, in fact. God, she was stunning.
"Thanks," he said. She looked up at him and smiled. "Welcome."
"Come here," he put his cup down and stepped closer to her pulling her into his embrace carefully as she still had her cup and the coffee pot in her hands.
"Watch out," she nearly yelled. "I'll burn you."
He blew kisses onto her neck and made his way up to her mouth.
She turned away from him. "Let me at least drink my coffee first or brush my teeth," she said rather embarrassed about not brushing her teeth before going to bed last night.
He pecked her lips nonetheless. He tapped her butt and released her from his embrace.
She poured herself a cup of coffee and looked at him as she did so. He was focussed on the stove again; he was still in his black boxers and he had put on a plain black shirt. He looked so sexy and she simply could not look away.
"Damnit," she cried out. The coffee she was pouring was brimming over her cup. She quickly put the pot on the worktop.
"Careful babe," he took her full cup from her and put it down on the worktop without spilling too much of it.
He wrapped his arms underneath her butt and lifted her up. He put her on the counter so she wouldn't burn her feet in the small yet very hot puddle of coffee on the kitchen floor.
"I can…," she started but Henry was already putting paper towels on the floor, removing the spilled coffee.
"You okay?" he asked when he was done.
Elizabeth nodded. "Thank you," she said sheepishly.
Henry lowered his head and sipped from her full cup of coffee. He went to the fridge and topped her coffee with the milk she needed in it every morning.
She glanced at him proudly. Satisfied with the fact that he knew exactly what she needed.
He lifted the cup for her and cleaned the underside with another piece of kitchen paper so she wouldn't spill anymore.
She took a large gulp and put down her cup next to her.
"Come here now," she said as he was throwing away the kitchen paper. Her arms waiting for him to embrace him.
Henry went to stand in front of her. She opened her legs and pulled him closer to her, her arms casually draped around his neck. "I'm sorry," she pecked his lips. "And thank you," again she placed her lips onto his. This time her tongue slipped out against his upper lip.
Henry's arms wrapped around her waist and he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.
"I'd do anything for you, you know that, right?" he breathed out as he broke the kiss.
She smiled at his words and she brought him closer yet again.
Henry stretched his arm to the left turning off the stove, not wanting the eggs to burn.
Henry and Elizabeth, however, were burning; burning with desire. Their bodies flush together, seeking contact and exploring each other's bodies. He put his hands on her thighs and pulled her closer to his groin. She moaned into his mouth as she felt him against her most sensitive spot.
Their lips and tongues were struggling to separate. But if they hadn't, their first time would have been on the kitchen counter; something that Henry definitely had not had in mind.
"Tonight, babe," Henry whispered against her lips.
"I'll go shower," Elizabeth said as her head rested against his forehead.
Henry stepped back, giving her spece to leave. She quickly closed her legs and jumped off the counter he had put her on.
"I could use a cold one too," Henry said as he looked down.
Elizabeth smiled widely at him as he winked at her.
"Always welcome to join me," she said as she turned back at him and winked before disappearing into his bedroom.
Henry was left in the kitchen with his eggs.
After her shower and their brunch, Elizabeth wondered what they were going to do with themselves today as she was putting away the cleaned dishes.
"I need to do some shopping for tonight," Henry said.
"Oh," Elizabeth replied. "Can I come?"
"Sure, babe. If you want to."
Elizabeth spoke: "Of course I want to. What do you need?"
"Some food. Some candles. And condoms."
"Oh," Elizabeth started blushing. "Yeah, good thinking," she said, "I'll come with you."
Henry assembled most of the stuff he needed for that night, Elizabeth followed him in tow around the supermarket. "Make sure I can still move tonight, Henry, are we going to eat all of this?"
"I'm just making sure we have enough for the next few days. I'm planning on not leaving the apartment for a few days, if you know what I mean."
"Haha," Elizabeth laughed out loud. "Let's just see how tonight goes."
"You're gonna break up with me on the spot if it's bad?" Henry asked jokingly but with a hint of worry in his voice.
"No, of course not, not right away," she chuckled. "It's like you said, if it's not good, we'll keep trying," she said reassuringly. "Days even, if we have to."
"Weeks," Henry added to that as he put a kiss to her sleep pushing forward the shopping cart. "Come on, candles," he said.
The candles were on the top of the rack and Henry, tall as he was, could not reach them. Henry called Elizabeth, who was checking out some napkins. "Babe, come here for a sec," he said.
Elizabeth put the pack of napkins down and went to Henry's side. "Come here," he ordered her. She eyed him questioningly but stepped closer to him. He pointed his index finger to the candles that he couldn't reach.
Elizabeth looked up, before she could look down again, Henry had already lifted her up so she could grab a pack of tea lights. "Take two," Henry ordered.
"With two packs, we can practise for years," she joked. She looked at the package. "That's 200 candles, McCord?!"
He put her down and kissed her fully on the lips. "Decades," he said.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "If we haven't perfected it by then, I'll definitely have left you," she swatted his shoulder.
"Come on, just one more thing and we're done."
They both stood in front of the condom section with flustered cheeks. "Which ones should we take?" Henry asked.
"Why don't we just start with the regular ones?" Elizabeth looked at him. She snorted as she saw his face all rattled and confused.
"You sure, there are ribbed ones too?"
"Yeah, just the regular ones."
"No flavour?"
"No, no flavour."
"Okay then. Djeez," Henry sighed as he grabbed the pack and put it in his cart.
"Those the right size?" Elizabeth asked.
"I guess," Henry replied. "I got a pack of condoms once from my friends in high school. They all had steady girlfriends and as they set me up on a date with Sarah, they gave me a pack."
"Sarah ey?" Elizabeth retorted.
"Nothing happened. But I was curious and you know, I once tried one on when I was …," as Henry was rambling Elizabeth nodded and smiled at him. "Oh God, I can't believe I'm actually admitting this but, anyway, yeah, it fit," he sighed when he was done. "Well, this is embarrassing," he said.
Elizabeth ruffled her hand through his hair. "Relax, Henry, there's nothing embarrassing about it."
"Oh yeah? You're not the one confessing to touching yourself."
She held his neck in a deadlock in her arms and whispered in his ear: "I touch myself too, you know."
Henry looked at her in awe, nailed to the floor by what she'd just declared.
"Come on," she said as she threw a bottle of lubricant in the cart as well and headed for the checkout.
Making their way back home from the store, it started to snow. "Want to go for a walk later?" Elizabeth asked him.
Henry nodded. "We can have our first snow fight," he said.
"Remember, those are balls and I'm very good at ball games," Elizabeth quipped.
"We'll just wait and see," Henry joked.
While Elizabeth was putting the groceries away, Henry took the box of condoms and the bottle of lube to the bedroom. He put them on his nightstand. He changed the sheets and after that, he began to set out candles here and there. He would light them later tonight when they got back from their walk.
"Henry?" Elizabeth called.
"Yup, I'm good to go. Just need to put on my winter boots."
"Oh, mine are in the bedroom. I'll go get them."
"I'll get them for you, baby," Henry turned around and entered the bedroom again to retrieve his girlfriend's boots.
"Thanks," Elizabeth pecked his lips to thank him.
After Henry and Elizabeth had put on their boots, coats and gloves, they walked out hand in hand.
"God, it's freezing," Elizabeth muttered as she put both her arms around Henry's arm.
"I'll warm you up later," Henry bragged as he eyed her.
"Oh, I bet you will, mister," she drew herself even closer to him to warm up, to no avail however.
"Are you nervous about it?" Henry asked blatantly.
"Not really, not yet anyway. I mean, I might get more nervous but I want this, Henry, I really do."
"Me too," he whispered as he turned to her and engulfed her in his embrace.
"Are you nervous?" she looked up at him with her big blue eyes.
"I am, honestly. But I want you too. Promise me something, will you?"
Elizabeth looked up at him, her eyes widening even more. "What is it?"
"Promise me that you'll tell me if I'm doing something wrong or if I'm hurting you or if it's not comfortable for you or whatever. Promise me you'll talk to me about it." His arms were holding her by her lower waist.
"I promise," she said.
He lifted her up so they were face to face and he was able to kiss her on the lips fully.
"I promise," she reaffirmed.
"Good," he said, "I wouldn't want you to discuss our troubles with anyone before you talked to me about them."
"I won't, Henry. I promise I won't."
"Thank you," he kissed her longer this time as he slowly put her down her to the white clad ground again.
"Come on, let's go just a bit farther and then you can go and heat me up at home," she offered.
"Race ya to the top of that hill over there?"
"Nah, I'd rather just stick with you," she took his hand. However, she used his body as leverage to get a head start and sprinted towards the hill.
Henry was dumbfounded. "Hey, that's not fair," he yelled. He headed out after her. While he was running, he picked up some snow from the ground, formed it into a ball and threw it at her. It hit her right on the back of her head.
She turned around. Shocked he'd thrown a snowball against her head. "That isn't fair either. It really hurt," she admitted as she rubbed the back of her head, soreness evident in her facial expression. He put his arms up in the air while running towards her. She started racing again but she knew she stood no chance against Henry who was in great shape. He was going to become a fighter pilot, for Pete's sake.
She could feel him getting closer to her. Just as she was about to look around, he snuck one arm around her waist and spun her around. He stumbled as he did so and she landed next to him; the snow breaking both their falls.
"I'm sorry I hit you," he said as he pulled her closer and cradled her head in his hands.
"I'm sorry I took a false start," she spoke, snuggling deeper into his side. Henry knew she didn't mean it though.
"Liar," he kissed her nose.
"I'm sorry I'm a liar," she offered. That she meant.
Henry pulled her on top of him. He wove their hands together and he started making a snow angel with his arms and legs. Elizabeth's arms and legs were on top of Henry's and so she joined him in his creation.
She started kissing him with passion as their legs and arms were moving simultaneously. Henry brought their arms to her side and he cupped her butt. Elizabeth put her arms next to Henry's head and sat up as she kept on kissing him. Henry followed her into this sitting position and his hands slid to her thighs.
"Baby," he stopped kissing her for a moment.
Elizabeth moaned. She opened her mouth further and intensified their kissing if that was even possible. She ground her hips against his. Their winter attire prevented them from thoroughly feeling one another.
Henry, however, knew they had to stop. He rolled them over so Elizabeth was now lying with her back to the ground. Henry looked up from her face. She spread her arms and legs, noticing she was a much smaller snow angel than Henry.
"You're big," she giggled, her head turning sideways to see her arms didn't even reach the outline of the angel Henry had drawn with his limbs just moments ago.
"You're beautiful," he responded as he kept staring at her face.
When she focussed on him again, she lifted her head and softly sucked his upper lip.
"Come on," she said, "let's go."
They walked hand in hand and reached the top of the hill together. The view was rather spectacular. There was no one else outside on this freezing cold new year's day and the entire park was covered in a white layer of snow.
They kissed and as it was getting dark and even chillier they decided to head back.
Dinner had been wonderful. Henry had prepared a legendary chilli in no time and they had both enjoyed each other's company.
It was eight thirty when they'd finished the dishes together and put everything back in its place.
Elizabeth watched as Henry folded the towel and put everything orderly before she made her move. She took his hand with both of hers and led him to the couch. She pushed him down by the shoulders and lowered herself onto his lap, kissing him softly. She drew back and looked from his mouth to his eyes and back to his mouth. Soon their tongues were fumbling, exploring each other's mouths. She took his hands that were on her sides and brought them underneath her sweater. She felt so warm underneath his touch. Her hands went through his hair. "I want you, Henry," she sighed in his ear while nibbling his lobe. He traced the back of her spine with his index finger and she shivered underneath his touch.
"Wait here," he said and he pushed her off of his lap. He moved into the bedroom and reappeared within a couple of minutes.
Henry held out his hand for hers to take.
"Come on, let's go to bed, babe."
Elizabeth put her hand in his and he pulled her to a standing position.
"Are you finished?"
"Yes," he kissed her lips softly. "Are you ready?" He leaned back to look into her eyes.
She nodded. "Are you?"
"Yes," he scooped her up and carried her in his arms towards the bedroom.
"Sweeping me off my feet yet again?" she asked him as she put her arms around his neck.
"Always," he kicked the bedroom door shut softly with his right foot and he carried her to the bed.
"Henry," she whispered, looking around her taking in every corner of the bedroom.
The room was beautifully decorated with what she thought were all the two packs of candles, lit this time. In reality, Henry had only put about 30 tea lights across the room. Three were on each of their bedside tables, five on his dresser. And about ten were placed on his two windowsills. The top windows were slightly opened so a cold breeze could fill the room and it made the light of the candles sway. It gave the room a warm and golden glow.
"It's so beautiful," she said softly.
He put her down in front of his bed. "You're beautiful, Elizabeth," the truthfulness in his voice made her shiver.
"Here we are again," she said, taking hold of his hands in hers.
"Yeah," Henry said.
"I'll be back in just a minute," Elizabeth said and she disappeared into his bathroom.
Henry went back to the living room to put on some slow music. He turned the volume up a bit so it could be heard in the bedroom. He went to sit on his side of the bed and read the instructions on the pack of condoms.
When the door opened, he put the pack back down and stood up. He could tell Elizabeth had removed the little make-up she had been wearing all day. As she flicked off the light in the bathroom, Henry went to her and took her hand.
"Nervous?"
She shook her head slightly. "I'm okay," she admitted.
Her hands slid to the rim of her sweater and she pulled it over and off her head in one swift motion. She let it drop to the floor while eyeing him lustfully. His hands rested on top of her shoulders and he slowly caressed her arms further down, squeezing her hands as he held them in hers. Bringing their heads closer together, their lips met in a soft kiss. Elizabeth did the same with Henry's sweater as she'd done just seconds ago with hers. Her fingers traced the lines of his abs while Henry's attention was below her ear. She bent her neck further so he could cover more of that area, she breathed heavily as he was kissing her earlobe and neck. Next, he took care of her collarbones, sliding his tongue along her sophisticated pulse point. He lowered himself to sit at the foot of his bed while he buried his head in between her breasts. He sucked and bit the flesh that was not covered by her bra. His big hands cupper her breasts and gave them a light squeeze. Elizabeth's back arched at the contact as she rested her hands at the back of his head.
His mouth was travelling lower and lower, diving into her belly button before he landed on her lower abdomen. His hands unhurriedly undid the button and zip of her jeans. His hands slowly found her butt beneath the hard fabric of her jeans. Her lace panty felt so soft against his palms. He clamped his fingers on her trousers and pulled them down as far as he could. He fell to his knees to remove the tight piece of clothing from her lower legs. As she stepped out of one side of her trousers, Henry held her steady by her other calf. Her hands were resting on his shoulders as they were both looking down at what he was doing, ever so carefully, ever the gentle man.
When the jeans had found its destination with both their sweaters, Henry slightly traced her legs with his fingers. He started placing kisses on her inner thighs and Elizabeth shivered. She couldn't hide the smile on her face and the giggle she uttered as Henry looked up at her.
"It tickles a bit," she whispered.
Henry wanted to slide down her panty but Elizabeth prevented him from doing so. He quickly got up to his feet; worried he was going too fast for her liking.
"Your clothes have to come off first," she said and she was already headed for his belt. She pulled the belt from the loops of his trousers and it was added to the pile of clothing. He looked down at her hands that were steadily opening the buttons of his jeans. She looked into his hazel eyes before bringing his pants down and dropping them to the floor. Henry stepped out of them and pushed them towards the heap of scattered clothing.
"Now we're even," Elizabeth whispered once Henry was only in his boxers.
He looked down at her and before he could kiss her, she had tiptoed towards her side of the bed. She placed herself on her right side. She glanced at Henry who was still standing at the foot of the bed.
"Are you coming or …?" she asked playfully patting the free spot beside her.
She could tell by looking at his boxers Henry was already getting excited. He settled on his left side glancing over her body. His right hand travelled along her side memorizing every muscle, every freckle, every protruding bone, every inch of her glorious body illuminated like a goddess by the burning candles.
She trembled underneath his touch and it became too much for her seeing him adore her like this. She slid closer towards his body, wrapping him around her. Softly, she let their mouths find each other. As Henry's hold on her and she could not keep up with the pace of his tongue working inside her mouth, she opened hers and let out a searing breath.
She pushed him down onto his back, her hands resting on his chest. Lowering her head, she kissed his forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks, his chin, his lips and finally the tip of his nose. She guided his hands from her sides towards the back of her bra. He fumbled with the clasp nervously but was able to undo the garment in a really sharp time. She smiled down at him nervously giving him permission to remove her bra. When her breasts were released, Henry embraced his girlfriend and sat up with her in his lap. His mouth was sucking on her nipple while his fingers were playing with her other one. She let out a shaky breath.
He looked up to see her enjoying his touches and kisses. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly opened as if it provided her with more much needed oxygen.
He turned them both over, so Elizabeth was now splayed out onto his bed. She lifted her head to lick his lips and kiss him passionately. She managed to get her legs from underneath his lower body. Her heels were on the back of his thighs. She could feel him harden on top of her as he was peppering her with kisses and inhaling her scent.
Her hands slid from his biceps to his sides as she tried to push down his boxers. Her hands could not take care so she used her feet to remove them all the way down to his feet. Henry wriggled them off of him entirely.
He looked at her and stared deep into her eyes looking for affirmation. "We're not even anymore," he hushed.
"Take it off," she ordered him. He sat down on his knees in between her legs. He lifted her left leg and brought it up so her knee was near her boob and he stretched her leg so it was next to her right leg, making it easier to remove her panties in one single step. He followed the movement of her panties from their original spot to where he removed them from around her delicate feet.
Elizabeth, in the meantime, had taken in all of Henry's manliness, satisfied; yet a bit worried with the result. He put the soles of her feet down on the mattress in front of him. His hands were resting on her knees and he looked over them. She let her legs fall apart a bit, so Henry could regain his previous position on top of her.
"You are
beautiful," Henry whispered looking dreamily into her eyes.
Nervously, she was able to give him a shy smile. He could tell immediately her determination had made room fro nervousness and doubtfulness.
"Babe, we'll go slow," he promised.
She nodded. "Remember what I said earlier?" he asked her for reaffirmation.
"Yeah, I do," she whispered.
"Tell me, what's wrong?" he asked with nothing but love in his eyes.
She shook her head slightly not wanting to affront or worry him. Her eyes went to his penis which was fully erected by now. Her right hand followed her eyes and she touched him slightly before wrapping her hand around it.
He looked down as well at what she was doing. "Baby, you make me feel so good." He bucked into her hand. As Elizabeth was stroking his most intimate part, Henry's hands slid up along her calves, her knees and thighs. He tongue followed his every move, creating a wet trail along her leg. When he reached her most intimate area, Henry inhaled her scent. He blew kisses on his stomach all the way round her pelvis. The palms of his hands were massaging her inner thighs and she couldn't stay put and lifted her hips off of the bed. Her hand could not keep on doing what it was doing to Henry and she brought both of her hands to her forehead.
"Henry," she whispered.
He looked up at her and saw her lick her lips.
"I want you, Henry," she hissed.
His mouth lightly bit her mons before his tongue licked along her slimy folds.
She shivered at his touch.
"Oh God," she moaned.
"May I?" Henry asked her.
She nodded her head. Not sure what she was agreeing to but she knew it couldn't be bad based on the way he was making her feel at his touch.
Henry slowly slipped one finger inside of her as his tongue played went in search of her clit. When she gave him some sort of scream, he assumed he'd found the spot his friends had referred to in their guys' talks as the magic button.
She was extremely wet and ready for more. He added a second finger and slowly slid in and out of her watching what the effect on her was of every single move of his.
Her eyes were closed and her head was turned into the pillow. Her back was curled up from the mattress. As he put his mouth around her clit and started sucking, her head snapped up and she bit her lip.
"Fuck," Elizabeth hissed. "Henry, stop, stop, stop," she breathed out heavily.
"I'm sorry."
"No, don't be," she took a deep breath. "That felt amazing. I just…," she stopped.
"Babe?"
"I think I'll come when you continue doing that."
"So, actually you don't want me to stop?" Henry asked.
"I want us both to be able to enjoy this."
"Baby, relax. Lie down," he slowly lowered her to the mattress again. "I am enjoying this, believe me."
Her hand went to his head. She pulled his hair lightly and demanded from him he'd continue: "Don't stop then, Henry."
Henry went back to work. He picked up the pace of his hand inserting two fingers while his tongue flicked around her clit. Her breathing was becoming more and more shallow. She pushed his head down between her legs and she tumbled into a shaft of bliss as her orgasm took over.
His name left her lips in a loud prayer. Henry was in awe as he watched her spasm around his fingers that were still inside of her.
"Baby?" he asked as he scooted up her body.
She was catching her breath. Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.
"That!" she kissed him. "Was," Another kiss. "Amazing."
"Yeah?" he asked, curious as to how he had made her feel.
"Yeah!" she nodded her head with determination her arms cuddling him to her chest.
He had the widest grin on his face as he snuggled closer to her, burying his head in her neck while placing wet kisses to her shoulder.
"Think you're up for more?" he asked her.
"We'll find out, right?"
"Right," Henry promised.
He braced himself on his arms as his mouth put slow wet kisses to her breasts. He licked his way down to her belly button where he remained for a couple of seconds. Henry sat up on his knees again. He pulled his girlfriend closer to him and he drew his hard length across her folds. He could feel she was all slick again. Her legs were wide open resting over his thighs.
"Baby, can I be inside of you?"
Elizabeth turned her head and saw the box of condoms on Henry's nightstand. She retrieved a single pack from the box that Henry had already opened earlier in case they would be in a hurry. She was grateful for that. She put the pack in her mouth and ripped it open. She took out the condom and placed the circle around Henry's tip. He placed her hand around her wrist and together they slid on the rubber.
Henry slid himself through her folds again and her eyes closed. Henry lined up at Elizabeth's entrance. He was leaning on his left hand while his right hand went through her hair. "Baby, look at me," he asked her.
She opened her eyes and she looked straight into Henry's dark eyes. He nodded at her, asking her if she was ready. She nodded, holding him by the neck for leverage. He kissed her, eyes wide open as he let his tip slip slowly but steadily inside of her.
Elizabeth's mouth fell open as he entered her making Henry stop immediately.
"You okay?" he heaved.
"Yeah, it's just, go slow, okay?"
He did as he was asked and gradually he put more of himself into her, expanding her with every inch he slid deeper inside of her.
"Oh," was all he could muster when he was completely buried inside the most beautiful woman in the world to him.
Elizabeth's mouth was wide open, welcoming him fully inside of her. He put a soft kiss to her forehead as he felt her engulf him completely.
He pulled back from her a little bit before slowly sinking back into her, pushing her deeper against the mattress.
"Henry," she heaved.
"Babe?"
"You feel really good," she said softly offering him a shy smile.
He pulled out of her a bit more and repeated his move inside of her. Elizabeth joined him in the rhythm he set out for them.
Henry felt all hot and bothered. He wanted to pick up his rhythm afraid he would lose it then and there without her reaching her climax. Sweat was starting to break out all over his body from holding back.
He pulled almost all the way out of her and dove back in with more vigour this time.
"Uh," she uttered.
"Elizabeth," he moaned, "I need to go faster."
"Go," she ordered.
He repeated his action forcing her deeper down into the mattress.
"Tell me if I'm hurting you," he breathily asked of her as he was sliding in and out at a faster and more determined pace. Yet, always aware of her feelings and what he was doing to her. He wanted her to enjoy this as much as he did.
"You're not."
Her legs were lying next to Henry's but she brought them up and locked them behind his back.
"Baby, I think I'm going to come," Henry whispered in her ear. He grabbed her thigh and pinched it as he drove into her.
"Are you close?" he asked.
"Not yet," she admitted honestly.
He looked at her and kissed her long and slow. His hand snuck from her thigh to her clit and he rubbed small but steady circles over it. He pulled out of her and plunged back in.
"Keep doing that," she said.
Henry rubbed her clit until he could feel her fold starting to close around him. He pushed her magic button and she screamed his name as her second orgasm washed over her.
Hearing her moan and say his name as if her life depended on it was all he needed to experience his first orgasm with Elizabeth as well.
"Baby," he dug in a couple more times riding out his orgasm. "You are everything."
Elizabeth was still breathing heavily as Henry looked up at her.
"Baby," she said.
Henry smiled down at her. "That's the first time you've called me that."
She returned the smile and licked his lips.
"You were right. We're not going to leave your apartment again the next couple of days," she was finally regaining her regular breathing.
He eased out of her and got rid of the remnants of their lovemaking. He snuggled against her; resting his head on her chest hearing her heart beat fast inside. He rested his hand on top of her left breast feeling it now as well.
"Was it good?" he asked.
"Yeah, it was good. Better than good."
"How did it feel for you?"
"Like I was floating on air with you surrounded by soft clouds and flashes of light."
"That good, huh?" Henry asked, proud of himself.
"Yeah, for you?" she asked.
"Same," he spoke, placing a kiss to her heart as he snuggled closer to her.
