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“Eyes open. I want you to think of you and me, not England.”
As her eyes flew open, he pressed forward slowly, dominantly claiming ownership of her body. He would work on her heart and soul in time. When the head of his shaft bumped up against her maidenhead, she yelped.
“It hurts, Andrew.” Involuntarily, she pressed her small hands against his chest, beginning to panic. He was so much bigger than her and although she hadn’t seen his shaft, now knew that part of him was proportionate in size. “Please, stop. You’re too big or I’m too small. We don’t fit.”
Capturing her hands, he pressed them against the mattress and held them there, firmly but gently. He didn’t want to scare her more than she already was. “Easy sweetness, you will stretch to accommodate my size. Your body is made for this.” Although he spoke to reassure her, he didn’t stop the steady pressure. He knew it would be easier for her to get through the difficult part quickly.
“Relax and breathe, Cici. Trust me. There will just be a few more moments of discomfort, then pleasure. Can you trust me to know what is best?”
She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. She did trust him, even though they were practically strangers; she had a feeling she really could trust this man.
“I need an answer, sweetheart. You are very wet and I will be able to slide right in and put an end to the pain so that pleasure may follow.”
Closing her eyes tightly, she nodded her head. “All right Andrew, I’ll trust you to take care of me.”
Smiling at her words and without further delay, he pressed forward and took her innocence, making her his own. She hissed and stiffened below him when he felt the thin membrane tear and he sank fully into her heat. Her nails bit deeply into his shoulders, but he ignored the discomfort. He considered it an even exchange for the pain he had caused her. Allowing her time to adjust to his possession, he bent his head and began spreading soft kisses across her flushed face. He lapped up her tears with his hot tongue, whispering encouragement between kisses. He told her how sweet she tasted and how good she felt surrounding him.
After a few minutes embedded in her exquisite heat, he could stand it no more and slowly began to move. Looking down upon her expressive face, he watched for signs of pain and panic. Thankfully, he just saw an intent look as if she were concentrating on the sensations. “Has it eased some, sweetness?”
“Yes.” Raising her eyes, she looked at him in amazement. “There was a burning at first but that has eased off leaving a sense of…” She stopped to consider what she was feeling. “It’s a sense of fullness and something else.”
“What else?”
Blushing, she tried to turn away, but he captured her chin and gently turned her face toward him.
“Cecilia, I asked you a question. What else are you feeling?”
“A tingling sensation in my breasts and between my… It's like a pressure building, in my belly and lower.” Not knowing how to explain it she stopped. She had never felt anything like it before. “Do you think something is wrong with me, Andrew?”
“No, sweetheart,” he suppressed a chuckle, bending his head once again to place a string of kisses from her lips, across her cheek and to her ear. “What you are feeling is arousal. Your body is responding to me; your breasts are swollen and your nipples are tight. Where I’m buried deep inside, you have already started softening and opening to me further. It's your body’s way of accepting me and by letting down your moisture you ease my way.” Pulling back slightly, he then slid deeper inside. “See, your natural essence allows me to glide in and out easily and the friction creates a pleasurable sensation for both of us, but no more pain. Lord, wife, you are warm and wet and so snug around me.”
He slipped a hand under her backside and anchored himself with a large hand around her bottom. “I am going to
As her eyes flew open, he pressed forward slowly, dominantly claiming ownership of her body. He would work on her heart and soul in time. When the head of his shaft bumped up against her maidenhead, she yelped.
“It hurts, Andrew.” Involuntarily, she pressed her small hands against his chest, beginning to panic. He was so much bigger than her and although she hadn’t seen his shaft, now knew that part of him was proportionate in size. “Please, stop. You’re too big or I’m too small. We don’t fit.”
Capturing her hands, he pressed them against the mattress and held them there, firmly but gently. He didn’t want to scare her more than she already was. “Easy sweetness, you will stretch to accommodate my size. Your body is made for this.” Although he spoke to reassure her, he didn’t stop the steady pressure. He knew it would be easier for her to get through the difficult part quickly.
“Relax and breathe, Cici. Trust me. There will just be a few more moments of discomfort, then pleasure. Can you trust me to know what is best?”
She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. She did trust him, even though they were practically strangers; she had a feeling she really could trust this man.
“I need an answer, sweetheart. You are very wet and I will be able to slide right in and put an end to the pain so that pleasure may follow.”
Closing her eyes tightly, she nodded her head. “All right Andrew, I’ll trust you to take care of me.”
Smiling at her words and without further delay, he pressed forward and took her innocence, making her his own. She hissed and stiffened below him when he felt the thin membrane tear and he sank fully into her heat. Her nails bit deeply into his shoulders, but he ignored the discomfort. He considered it an even exchange for the pain he had caused her. Allowing her time to adjust to his possession, he bent his head and began spreading soft kisses across her flushed face. He lapped up her tears with his hot tongue, whispering encouragement between kisses. He told her how sweet she tasted and how good she felt surrounding him.
After a few minutes embedded in her exquisite heat, he could stand it no more and slowly began to move. Looking down upon her expressive face, he watched for signs of pain and panic. Thankfully, he just saw an intent look as if she were concentrating on the sensations. “Has it eased some, sweetness?”
“Yes.” Raising her eyes, she looked at him in amazement. “There was a burning at first but that has eased off leaving a sense of…” She stopped to consider what she was feeling. “It’s a sense of fullness and something else.”
“What else?”
Blushing, she tried to turn away, but he captured her chin and gently turned her face toward him.
“Cecilia, I asked you a question. What else are you feeling?”
“A tingling sensation in my breasts and between my… It's like a pressure building, in my belly and lower.” Not knowing how to explain it she stopped. She had never felt anything like it before. “Do you think something is wrong with me, Andrew?”
“No, sweetheart,” he suppressed a chuckle, bending his head once again to place a string of kisses from her lips, across her cheek and to her ear. “What you are feeling is arousal. Your body is responding to me; your breasts are swollen and your nipples are tight. Where I’m buried deep inside, you have already started softening and opening to me further. It's your body’s way of accepting me and by letting down your moisture you ease my way.” Pulling back slightly, he then slid deeper inside. “See, your natural essence allows me to glide in and out easily and the friction creates a pleasurable sensation for both of us, but no more pain. Lord, wife, you are warm and wet and so snug around me.”
He slipped a hand under her backside and anchored himself with a large hand around her bottom. “I am going to
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