I ran my fingers lightly over the arm that he used to steady his body as he placed himself inside me. I sucked in a sharp breath from the pleasurable pain that accompanied his penetration. I watched as he closed his eyes for a moment; he quietly moaned as he entered me.
His lips returned to kiss mine and he carefully pressed the weight of his body down on me. I opened my legs wider and wrapped them around his body; the desire to feel every inch of him was almost painful.
His eyes were fixed on mine as his hips slowly rolled. He kissed my lips and cheek softly while his hand held my rear off the bed. He was slow, intense, and precise. He sighed in my ear and I wrapped my arms tighter around his body.
“Oh, Tar. Oh God, you feel so good,” he breathed out while he sucked my neck.
There was no awkwardness, no fear as he made love to me. Our bodies fit together like two lost puzzle pieces that were finally joined.
He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. His hands assisted my movements while I lightly ran my fingers up and down his chest. His eyes were wide with pleasure.
I pressed my hands into the bed on either side of his head while I exerted more force.
He sucked in a sharp breath. “Oh, Tar,” he moaned, softly kissing my chin. He wrapped his arm around my back, pulling me tightly to his chest. I felt his teeth gently bite into my collarbone while we moaned together.
“Lie down next to me,” he whispered in my ear. I slipped off of him and rolled onto my side; he wrapped his arm under my thigh and entered me from behind.
“Oh, don’t stop,” I gasped. His fingers accompanied our union, finding just the right spot to send me over the edge. Ryan’s mouth locked on mine, stopping me from screaming out loud from the mind-blowing orgasm that he was rocketing through my body.
As soon as I stopped quivering he rolled me over onto my stomach. Our bodies were still connected when he pulled me up onto my knees.
I sucked in a few breaths through my clenched teeth as I felt his fingers and movements bringing on my second orgasm. I squeezed down on him, gripping him inside me, and I felt him shudder into me. He let out a long groan as we climaxed together.
Ryan lay back down next to me on the bed; our breathing was deep and labored. I heard him exhale with force as he ran his hand back through his hair. A trickle of sweat dripped down my neck and onto my pillow as I stared blissfully at the streaks of moonlight on my bedroom ceiling.
His hand slid over the sheet until his fingers found mine, taking my hand in his.
I breathed out all the air in my lungs, trying to get my heart to slow down. “Wow!” I giggled. I had no saliva left in my mouth.
He chuckled lightly. “You said it. That… was… Wow!”
He rolled onto his side; our eyes met and we both smiled and grinned at each other.
Gently he wiped the hair off of my forehead; his fingers trailed down my face and lifted my chin so he could kiss me again.
We lay there for a long time, arms and legs intertwined, staring intensely into each other’s eyes. He softly placed tender kisses on my lips.
He let out a big yawn and then smiled softly. We were both exhausted and still reveling in the afterglow of our incredible orgasms. It was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes open. His yawns were contagious.
“Are you ready to go to sleep?” He kissed my nose.
I smiled and nodded slightly. “Mmmhmm.”
I rolled over and leaned back on his bare chest. He pulled the sheet and blanket up over us and wrapped his long arm around me. I pulled his hand up to my lips and then wove my fingers into his.
“Good night love,” he whispered, kissing my bare shoulder.
All my muscles relaxed and I slowly drifted off to sleep, basking in the warmth and bliss of my most incredible dream. I felt his chest rise and fall as we breathed in and out together, peacefully floating on a cloud with him.
I thought I heard Ryan’s voice softly say, “I love you.” Although it was barely a whisper, the sound of his voice was so clear it snapped me back into consciousness.
My eyes instantly popped open. I felt his hot breath exhale forcefully onto my shoulder and his arm twitched, pulling me tighter to his chest. I listened to his breathing to see if he was sleeping. Did he really just whisper that in my ear? It sounded like he was already asleep. I closed my eyes thinking I must be just imagining things.
The clock read 9:18 a.m. when I woke. Ryan’s warm, naked body was nestled with mine. As much as I didn’t want to move from my extremely comfortable spot, nature was calling.
I wiggled myself free from his arm and slid my body to the edge of the bed. I looked around on the floor for my clothes, not seeing them anywhere. I walked to his side of the bed. Where the heck is my shirt?