Page 67 of Seventeen Years Ago

We never spoke about intimacy in Tabiq. It was something private between a husband and a wife. I knew how the anatomy worked, but that didn’t prepare one for what it really felt like. Even then, when it came to pleasure, they spoke about the man’s point of view, and not the woman’s. Would I even enjoy it like Steven said? Opening the door, I was about to find out.

When I saw him standing there, bare-chested, my stomach did flips.He loves you. Don’t be afraid. He promised. We don’t break our promises.

Stepping towards him he handed me a glass of champagne and said, “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I said, taking one sip, then two and three.

He took the glass from me and said, “You don’t drink. You need to go easy on that. I don’t want you inebriated when we make love. I want you to remember every single kiss. Every touch.”

As he claimed my lips, kissing me tenderly, his hand ran up under my teddy and cupped my breast. I arched my back leaning against him. If this is what his touch was going to be like, I wanted him to touch me all over.

I reached up between us and tugged at the ribbon. My teddy opened and I let it slip to the floor. Steven lifted his head only to let his eyes roam over my body. I didn’t feel self-conscious about my nakedness as I thought I would. Maybe it was because of the way he was looking at me, as though I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

Reaching out I said, “I’d like to see you too.” I unbuckled his pants and slipped them to the floor. Then I removed his boxers. When his cock was exposed, I sucked in a deep breath. It was bigger than I remember, but then again, I hadn’t really looked closely the first time. “You’re...you’re...” I raised my eyes to meet his, “very fit.”

He chuckled. “Thank you.” Then he touched my face and asked, “Do you trust me?”

“With my life,” I replied honestly.

“Then tonight, let me love you. Let me show you how sweet this can be. I know it is your first time, and I’ll be gentle. But please, if anything scares you, or you want me to stop, I will. I won’t have you do anything you aren’t ready to do,” he said.

I couldn’t imagine loving him any more than I did at that moment. Even with his erection, he was thinking of my needs, of my emotions first.

“Steven, I love you,” I said.

“I love you too,” he replied, scooping me into his arms he carried me to the bed.

He laid me down and joined me lying on the left side. As he kissed me, his right hand ran up my thigh, massaging tenderly. Then he did the same to the other thigh. This time his hand didn’t stop but he nudged me to open my legs to him.

Spreading them slightly, he slipped a finger between my folds and when it hit a certain spot, heat rushed through my veins.Oh. I like that.

He stroked my clit as he continued kissing me. Faster and faster, rubbing it until I arched my back and couldn’t even kiss anymore. The need was so great. My body felt like it was burning with desire.

“Steven. Steven, I...I...”

“Yes, my love. Let go. Just enjoy where it takes you,” he said, stroking me even faster.

My body tensed, my legs trembled, and I grabbed hold of the sheets as a wave of the most intense pleasure took over me. It continued building higher, then an eruption of pure delight rushed from my core to every cell in my body.

I cried out in pleasure.

As I fluttered back from the heavens, Steven kissed me again then said, “I need to get some protection.”

“Protection?”

“A condom,” he replied. Then he looked deep into my eyes, “Unless you want to see if we can start a family.”

I knew I was ready. But is he? “Steven, I’m ready when you are.”

He kissed me and never went to put on a condom. I had my answer. Even though I knew there was a part of him that was scared of what type of parent he would be, he trusted me, trusted when I said that he was going to be an amazing, loving father.

Steven positioned himself between my legs and said, “I’m sorry. It might hurt a little at first, but I promise, it won’t hurt for long.”

I nodded and prepared myself. Slowly Steven slipped his cock inside me. My body wasn’t used to the invasion. It was tight and he carefully pushed past the resistance. I sucked in my breath as the barrier broke, and a sharp pain made me tense.

Steven stopped and kissed me. “It’s okay my love. It’s over.”

“That’s it? You’re done?” I asked.