Page 64 of The Lady and the Footballer
He took a step back, his heated gaze roaming over every inch of her now fully bared to him. Lily watched him through hooded eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each shallow breath. Her small smile was shy, but he loved that she was comfortable enough to stand here, completely vulnerable, before him.
Unable to resist any longer, Colin reached for her, splaying one hand across the small of her back as the other cupped her breast. Lily gasped, arching into his touch.
"Colin," she whimpered as he kneaded the soft mound, his thumb flicking across the hardened peak of her nipple. "Please..."
He growled low in his throat before slanting his mouth over hers in a searing kiss. Lily threw her arms around his neck, pressing the length of her naked body flush against him, reminding him that he was wearing far too much clothing himself.
Colin walked them backward until Lily's legs hit the edge of the bed. He lowered her down gently, never once breaking their kiss as he followed her onto the mattress, covering her body with his own. With quickened breathing, Lily clung to him, clearly relishing his touch as his weight pressed her into the sheets.
His hands and mouth mapped every curve and hollow, committing all of her to memory.
He pushed himself up onto his hands, pausing to admire Lily’s naked form in the candlelight, marveling at her delicate curves and creamy skin. She was breathtaking. He committed this vision to memory, knowing he would return to it time and again in his dreams.
In a fluid motion, he slid his jacket off his arms, glad he was still wearing his simple attire from practice. It didn’t take much for him to slide the suspenders off his shoulders and slip out of his pants and shirt until he was as naked as she was.
He couldn’t stop the smug smile that spread over his lips when he saw how her eyes roamed from the top of his body to the bottom and back again, nor how she bit her lip as though she wanted to take all of him for herself.
Which she was absolutely free to do.
He leaned down, trailing kisses along her neck and collarbone, well aware that this was likely the first time she had ever been with a man and intent on being as considerate as possible, even though he had never wanted anything more in his entire life.
He lowered himself over her until he was inches away, and she fidgeted beneath him as though waiting for him to begin.
He was about to show her this would not be the experience of gritting her teeth and bearing through it as someone had likely instructed her.
Oh, no. She was going to enjoy every bit of this.
He trailed kisses along her neck and collarbone until dipping his head to take one perfect nipple between his lips, causing her to cry out in both shock and pleasure. While she was distracted, he slid his fingers down her body until delving between her thighs to stroke her, and she cried out again, her hips lifting to meet his touch.
"That's it, luv," Colin groaned once he lifted his head, circling the sensitive nub at the apex of her thighs. "Let me hear you."
She complied, gasps and moans tumbling from her lips in a breathless, unrelenting stream as he worked her higher and higher. When he could tell she was on the cusp of finishing, he pulled back, settling his body between her thighs.
“I want this to be good for you,” he panted, his own desire nearly overcoming him. “But I need you to know that there are so many ways to do this, and we will discover every single one.”
Before she had a chance to respond, he held himself up. “I’ll be gentle,” he said. “I promise.”
Lily nodded, her fingers threading through his hair. "I trust you," she breathed.
Her permission allowed him to slowly, reverently, sink himself into her inch by inch, savoring the little gasps and moans she made as she took him in, a little more at a time, her entire body shuddering as she did.
Her nails dug into his back as she tensed around him, and he paused, allowing her to become used to him. Once he felt her gradually relaxing around him, he began to move, slowly at first, until they found a rhythm that increased in speed and intensity. It was clumsy at times, even awkward as they learned one another, but it was raw and real and absolutely perfect.
"Colin," she panted, her head thrown back against the pillows. "Oh God, Colin..."
"Lily," he groaned, burying his face against her neck as he lost himself in her warmth. "You are everything."
They clung to each other desperately as they neared the edge, and when Colin reached down and caressed her most sensitive place to allow release to claim them both, it was with each other's names on their lips. Colin collapsed beside her, gathering her close and pressing kisses to her damp brow.
For a long moment, they held each other, basking in the afterglow. Colin had never known such peace, such contentment. With Lily in his arms, he felt whole.
"That was...indescribable," Lily murmured eventually, nuzzling against his chest. "Is it always like that?"
Colin chuckled softly. "No, luv. That was something special… because it was with you."
He pulled her in close, tucking her head beneath his chin. Nothing felt better than lying here with Lily in his arms, and yet, he knew it was a stolen moment in time. He closed his eyes and tried to live in the present.
“Colin?” she said, tilting her head back to look at him, her brow furrowing. “What do we do now?”
