what looks like hand-carved posts.
“You like?”
“Very much.”
He starts walking to the bed…reaching the side he lays me down. “No turning back.” He says.”
“No turning back,” I repeat to him.
“Are you on birth control?”
“I’m sorry, what?”
“Birth control? Are you on any or do I need a condom?”
“Oh, yes I am on the shot.”
“Good, I’d rather not have anything restricting my contact to you.”
I feel the heat rise to my face…I put my head down to hide the blush in my cheeks.
“You will stop hiding your face from me, I want to see you at all times, Vanessa.”
My head pulls up. He’s over me instantly, lips pressed to mine…his erection against my sex.
I reach down and place my fingers around the band of his briefs and slide them down… his cock springs out. I bring my hand up to it; I want to feel it, to touch it. He moans into my mouth as I stroke his length. He is so thick…how is he going to fit in me? I can feel myself start to tense up again.
He brings his hand down to my sex drowning his finger deep into the wetness inside of me.
“Hmmm…I think you’re ready for me now.”
“Ian please!”
He spreads my legs farther apart, leaning in and placing the tip of his cock at my entrance…slightly pushing in with the help of my wet essence…it’s still tight, but I don’t feel any discomfort.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He says and slams into me full force filling me with his full length.
I gasp, my breathing halted..the walls of my sex so tight around him.
He pulls back about halfway and thrust himself forward again.
“Oh fuck, Ian please!”
“You want more?”
“Yes, please!”
He braces himself just above so he can see my face then pounds forward. Not stopping this time, he keeps going harder and harder. My sex tightens up, even more, the pressure pushing down making my clit throb. I throw my hips up into him and lose all control having the most mind-blowing orgasm! My head is spinning.
“We’re not done yet.” He says as he rolls over putting me on top of him.
This is my dream…but I’m frozen, unable to move. Holy shit I’ve never done this before! What if I move wrong, what if I don’t make him feel the way he made me feel? To dream is one thing, but this...this is real!
His hands come to my hips, and he raises me up a couple inches then back down…over and over bringing me down harder each time. He then starts rocking me back, then forward, before lifting me up again…up, down, back, forward… I follow in his rhythm… harder, faster placing my hands on his abs, giving myself more support as I ride his cock. He grabs my breasts, twisting and pulling on my nipples. I lean forward so he can take them in his mouth…swirling his tongue around, them then he bites down grasping it between his teeth, his tongue flicking it. My orgasm is rising again. I ride harder, taking him as deep as I can. I lift myself, only keeping the tip of his cock within me…with all I have, I slam myself down on him.
“OH FUCK, VANESSA!” He screams.
I grind on him…keeping him deep inside of me. I can’t hold back any longer, the friction of his cock against my sex is overwhelming. I can feel the heat every time I move. The pressure is there, rising up one last time…I come down hard…the explosion releases. My juices pouring from my sex all over his cock, he bucks his hips up thrusting deeper inside of me. I hear his growl as he pushes up harder…then I feel it…his orgasm pouring out inside of me.
He pulls me down to his chest and rolls us to our sides, his cock still buried inside of me. My sex still clenching it tight…I can feel his pulse beating inside me.
“How do you feel? Are you okay?”
I look into his eyes. “I’m fine, better than fine actually. As for how I feel, I don’t know. I can’t describe it; it’s nothing I have ever felt before.”
He says nothing, he just brings me closer to him…holding me tight.
We lay there in silence for a long while. I can feel the exhaustion of my day setting in. I fall asleep wrapped tight in Ian’s arms.
Chapter Thirteen
I open my eyes, the first thing I see is Ian…he’s awake, lying there staring at me.
“Have I told you how beautiful you are?” He says brushing his finger over my lips.
I smile, I don’t want to speak…do not want to move. I just want to stay here wrapped in Ian’s arms. I bury my head in his chest.
“Are you hiding from me, Vanessa?”
“No. I like it here, it feels good.”
He squeezes me tighter. “Let’s go shower, I promise we will make it back to the bed.”
Another first for me, I have never showered with anyone…hell, Shayne never even came into the bathroom while I showered. Ian picks me up and cradles me in his arms. “I do know how to walk,” I tell him.
“And I prefer you in my arms.” He says as he makes his way to the bathroom.
“This bathroom is bigger than my bedroom!”
He laughs at my excitement. “Would you prefer a shower or a bath?”
I glance around, there’s an old-fashioned claw tub in the middle of the room…at the back, there’s a huge shower. I notice all the shower heads coming out from the back and side walls. Oh, that would have to feel amazing. “I’ll take a shower,” I tell him.
He places me down just outside the door and reaches in to start the water. “Can all the shower heads be on at once?”
Laughing at me again…“Yes but not until the door is shut.”
As soon as the water is hot, he takes my hand and steps in, closing the door. He turns and pushes me up against the wall, his lips crashing into mine. Grabbing my hips, he pulls me up; I wrap my legs around his waist. Even with the water pouring down on us I can feel how wet my sex already is. With one push he slams his cock into me.
I break my lips from his…the impact is so hard and goes so deep. I let out a scream, but not because it hurts… no, it’s a scream of pleasure.
“Does that
