Gwen gasped as she felt strong arms encircle her slim waist and warm lips nuzzling her neck. She'd been so caught up in her fantasy that she hadn't heard him come in.
She dropped the vibrator in shock. It clattered as it hit the floor, but she didn't notice, too caught up in the new sensations that assailed her. His hands caressing every part of her body, his solid chest pressed against her back…
She weakly tried to resist his advances, but her body wouldn't cooperate. She'd wanted him for so long, wanted this for so long…
His arms tightened around her, and she felt as though she were melting into his embrace.
He gently traced the curve of her breasts, and her nipples pebbled into hard nubs under his palms.
He felt her resistance fading and continued the sensual assault until she was warm and pliant in his arms.
Gwen inhaled sharply as he buried himself into her yielding flesh and began moving in slow, rhythmic thrusts.
"Now isn't this better?" he murmured.
It was definitely much better than the vibrator. His cock was so much bigger. It felt incredible. So much better than anything she could have ever imagined.
She shuddered, and her legs nearly gave way underneath her as she felt the entire length of him fully embedded within her.
Ben held her tightly, supporting her weight in his strong embrace. She knew he wouldn't let her fall. She was always safe with him.
He maintained an even tempo of long purposeful strokes, rubbing against her in all the right places. His cock, hard, hot and pulsing, traveled relentlessly into the depths of her firm body.
He advanced fully into her, then pulled his hips back. Her nubile muscles exerted gratifying pressure on his heavy shaft when he withdrew. She was amazingly tight. Hot and wet…
She gasped in agony and ecstasy, squirming against him. Fiery sensations built inside her as their bodies swayed together.
He kissed the side of her neck, and she tilted her head to one side to allow him better access. He slid his hand downward, his fingers questing for the pleasure centers of her body.
She grabbed his wrist, and for a moment he thought she meant to stop him, but instead she guided his fingers in stroking. Showing him what she liked, what she wanted…
His fingertips sent liquid fire coursing through her, awakening an inferno deep inside her. The intensity built until she could take no more.
Finally she succumbed to the erotic onslaught, and she cried out as she reached her apogee. She felt her world spinning out of control as the heat consumed her. Jolting waves of pleasure flowed through her, then radiated outward.
It was more than just a physical release. It was emotional as well. She'd feared for so long that she mattered little to him, which was nearly unbearable when she loved him the way she did. She wanted him to love her as much as she loved him.
Being in his arms made her feel loved and cherished. He held her tenderly, passionately, just like she'd always dreamed about.
He kept thrusting into her, then gasped her name as he finally reached his climax.
In the shattering aftermath, she knew that nothing would ever be the same between them.
(To be continued in Chapter 4...)