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Everything she had ever fantasised about being with Ray was blown away by the reality of it. It was fast and wanton, both of their desperation needing to be sated and when she shuddered around him his name a worshipful plea from passion stung lips, she felt him follow her only moments later.
His hands tightening on her thighs, fingers digging into them in a pleasurable sting of possessiveness.
"I'm sorry" He smiled shyly and for a moment she was unsure of what he was thinking. His clear green eyes piercing hers, all his weariness gone replaced by what looked like gratitude.
She was about to tell him there was nothing to be sorry about, that she was more than satisfied when he suddenly gathered her up and carried towards his bedroom.
"I wanted the first time we did this to be special, I just couldn't wait any longer." He blushed, Ray Barnett actually blushed and he looked so adorable that she had to kiss him.
"Does that mean there's going to be a second time?" She asked cheekily but deep inside despite his confession of love and the fact she knew he meant it, she still felt the same insecurities she had always had.
"Well I haven't got anywhere to be for a while and we have a lot of lost time to make up for" He grinned laying her down on his bed covering her instantly with his comforting weight and passion warmed skin. He kissed her deeply, this time his pace more gentle but no less needful.
"I want to make love to you all day " He admitted easily between tender kisses that made her senses swim.
"Hmm I don't know I kinda had plans" She chuckled cheekily.
"Oh really" He laughed pinning her to the mattress with her hands restrained over her head.
"That's to bad, cos there's no way I'm letting you go now" He captured her lips again and she couldn't help the contented mummer that slipped from her.
-His first time with Neela was fast and hard, each needing the other so much that all control left them. His name spilled from her lips as she tightened around him and it was all it took to push him tumbling over the edge.
It took all of his effort to remain standing, desperately clutching her thighs to steady his legs, every girl that had worn Neela's face as he desperately willed them to be her forgotten as the real thing transcended his every desire.
"I'm sorry" He smiled apologetically. His eyes meeting her slightly glazed brown ones. She looked slightly confused.
He gathered her up as if it would explain what he meant. He had wanted their first time together to be special to let her know she meant more to him than anyone else had ever meant and he had ruined it with lust filled need.
"I wanted the first time we did this to be special, I just couldn't wait any longer." He explained uncomfortably, she kissed him tenderly.
"Does that mean there's going to be a second time?" She asked smirking up at him cheekily, God the things just a look from her did to his insides. There would definitely be a second time if the blood localising itself to certain regions had anything to say about it.
"Well I haven't got anywhere to be for a while and we have a lot of lost time to make up for" He teased laying her down on his bed moving over her quickly, every moment he wasn't touching her was an eternity. He crushed her lips to his own trying to express how much he needed her.
"I want to make love to you all day " He confessed just in case the kisses hadn't told her what he wanted. He kissed her tenderly, small gentle butterfly kisses that let him feel the warm perfection of her lips and skin.
"Hmm I don't know I kinda had plans" She chuckled happily, The Neela he knew so well back and smiling up at him.
"Oh really" He laughed pinning her hands over her head, delighting in the feel of her beneath him.
"That's to bad, cos there's no way I'm letting you go now" He meant it, she was his now and he wouldn't let her slip from his grasp again. He met her lips again and melted when she murmured content underneath him.
His second time with her was everything it should have been the first time, slow and tender. Making love to her, making her body scream for his in mutual need. He made everything about her, wanting her to understand his emotions from the tenderness of his touch.