Page 22 of Everything But the Earl
He kissed her, licking into her mouth. He ran his hand from her breast to her belly button to right between her legs.
“Tell me if this is too much,” he said.
She responded by shifting her hips so that his fingers would be closer to her core. He groaned in response.
He moved with painstaking slowness, so much so that she wanted to tell him to hurry up and get there. Instead, he teased her, circling the tips of her fingers at the spot between her legs she’d found on her own, late nights when she was alone and curious. He pressed against it, with exactly the amount of pressure to make her feel tingles everywhere.
Then he slid his fingers down. He slipped one inside her.
It felt good, but also strange.
“You’re wet for me,” Owen murmured. He sounded grateful for that.
She felt like she was on the verge of something, that something big was about to happen. And perhaps it was, because then Owen shifted his body again so that he was above her, his hips between her legs. He dipped his head to nip at her lips and then asked, “Are you ready for me?”
She didn’t know, but she said, “Yes.”
She kept her eyes wide open, watching everything he did. He took himself in-hand and steered his cock toward her center. She felt the blunt head of it between her legs. There was a searing pain at first. She gasped and bit her lip.
Owen hesitated. “Are you all right?”
Somehow she knew that this would pass and said, “Keep going.”
Owen pressed forward slowly, giving her body time to adjust. But her body did open up to accommodate him as he slid forward. He groaned as he pressed all the way in.
“Does that feel good?” she asked him.
“Amazing.” He kissed her again. “You feel amazing.”
She wanted to ask him to describe it, but she wasn’t sure she could put into words what she was feeling right now, let alone expect him to answer. The pain eased once he started moving, thrusting his hips forward and pulling back, waking up every feeling in her core. It was incredible. He began to pick up speed and it felt even better. She grasped his shoulders and let her head fall back, moaning at how good it felt to have him moving inside her.
That feeling that something was coming returned. Owen snuck his hand between them and pressed his thumb against that spot between her legs. He rubbed for a moment and then everything exploded.
She threw her head back, the greatest pleasure she’d ever experienced ripping through her. She gasped and moaned and probably made all manner of unladylike sounds, but she had no control over her body anymore. She jerked and shook and rode that feeling. Then she looked up at Owen, whose facial expression looked lost.
He grabbed her face and kissed her hard as he continued to pump his hips. Then he pulled back slightly and moaned. He stopped moving and his whole body went slack suddenly.
Everything seemed to come to a natural conclusion. Owen slid out of her and rolled onto his back, his breathing still hard. Then he put an arm around her and pulled her close. She rolled and rested her head on his chest.
“Was that all right?” she asked.
“Yes. That was…” He was still panting. “I have no words. But it was great. Was that good for you?”
“It felt amazing. I had no idea it would feel like that. Good. Great. My mother explained it like something I’d have to endure, but I already want to do it again.”
Owen laughed. “We will, my dear, we will in good time. I need a while to recover. Men cannot simply go at it without ceasing.”
“Why is that?”
“I have no idea. You’d have to take it up with the Almighty.”
Grace laughed at that. She did feel good. She felt like her trust in Owen had not been misplaced. He’d just shown her something amazing, he kept asking for permission to make sure she was still all right, and now he held her like he didn’t want to be separated from her again. She felt closer to him now.
But also sleepy.
“On second thought, I may close my eyes and dream instead,” she said with a yawn.
Owen reached for a blanket that had fallen off the bed during all their activity and draped it over their bodies. “All right. Let us sleep,” he said.
