throat and pressed his lips against mine. His tongue invaded my mouth again and I whimpered. I kissed him back and surrendered myself completely to him as I knew he wanted. I knew him. My body knew him. It was why I wanted him so. My hands went to his bare chest and rested there. He broke the kiss and smiled down at me.
"Turn around. I wish to look upon you."
I flinched. "My lord-"
"Do as I command, Angel."
I bowed my head and closed my eyes. I choked back a sob and turned slowly.
"Move your hair," he ordered.
I obeyed and pulled my long blond hair across my shoulder, baring my back to him.
Silence filled the room, then I felt his arms slide around my waist. He kissed my exposed neck and shoulder.
"You are beautifully made, Angel. Never think otherwise, do you understand me?"
It wasn't what I expected him to say. Warmth flooded through me, and the fire that had somehow died inside me without me knowing roared to life again, stronger than before.
It was all I could do to stammer "Y-yes, my lord."
He kissed my shoulder reverently. His hand slid from my waist toward the junction of my thighs. I shivered. My head tilted back to rest against his shoulder.
"Are you ready?" he whispered as he kissed the soft spot below my ear.
I nodded. "Y-yes, my lord."
"You will never be the same after this. You realize that," he said, his fingers inching lower. "Once I touch you this way, there's no going back."
"I could not go back now if I wished it, my lord," I whispered, arching into his touch. "Please. I want...I don't know...please...."
"You plead so beautifully. I cannot deny you."
His other hand slid up to my throat and clasped it gently while the lower one brushed the baby-soft blond hair at the top of my center. His soft lips pressed against my throat again as his long middle finger slid along the crevice between my legs. I gasped as the fire inside me surged, seeming to gather to the spot he touched. His soft laughter weakened my knees again.
"Oh, Angel," he murmured as he caressed that sensitive spot again. "You're going to be such pleasure to educate."
All I could do was whimper. The fire in me centered beneath his finger, making my hips writhe to meet it. He continued to rub just that one spot as I gasped and writhed in his grasp. Something was happening inside me. I couldn't hear anything but the rushing of my blood in my ears and the wild beating of my heart in my chest. My body had long since ceased being on fire and was now consumed by the nameless ache inside me.
"That's it, lovely one. Let it happen. Let it come. Don't fight it," he whispered. I felt my hand being moved and pressed against the hard bulge in his jeans. "Come for me."
I didn't know what he wanted, but I couldn't think of that. All I could think about was the crescendo inside me, reaching a fever pitch centered between my thighs. Then something inside me broke and wave after wave of exquisite pleasure flooded me. It was all I could do to cling to consciousness as all control left me, lost to the sea of ecstasy.
Stevain slowed the movement of his hand and kissed my neck again. "There we go. The first one is always the easiest to bring."
It was all I could do to breathe and remain upright, though he was supporting the majority of my weight, keeping me on my feet. "First one? You mean there's more? Like that?" I asked.
He laughed. My body tingled in response to it. I realized the nameless ache within me had been somewhat relieved. It wasn't completely gone, but the raging fire inside me had died down to gentle embers.
"Much more, and more...intense. That was merely a taste. A starter. Something to focus your attention," he said. He bent down and slid his arm under my knees, picking me up. He carried me to the table in the middle of the room and laid me on it. "But we'll let you recover a moment first, as it's your first time."
I nodded. Recovery sounded just like what I needed. I was breathless and...and weak, somehow. My limbs felt heavy,
"Turn around. I wish to look upon you."
I flinched. "My lord-"
"Do as I command, Angel."
I bowed my head and closed my eyes. I choked back a sob and turned slowly.
"Move your hair," he ordered.
I obeyed and pulled my long blond hair across my shoulder, baring my back to him.
Silence filled the room, then I felt his arms slide around my waist. He kissed my exposed neck and shoulder.
"You are beautifully made, Angel. Never think otherwise, do you understand me?"
It wasn't what I expected him to say. Warmth flooded through me, and the fire that had somehow died inside me without me knowing roared to life again, stronger than before.
It was all I could do to stammer "Y-yes, my lord."
He kissed my shoulder reverently. His hand slid from my waist toward the junction of my thighs. I shivered. My head tilted back to rest against his shoulder.
"Are you ready?" he whispered as he kissed the soft spot below my ear.
I nodded. "Y-yes, my lord."
"You will never be the same after this. You realize that," he said, his fingers inching lower. "Once I touch you this way, there's no going back."
"I could not go back now if I wished it, my lord," I whispered, arching into his touch. "Please. I want...I don't know...please...."
"You plead so beautifully. I cannot deny you."
His other hand slid up to my throat and clasped it gently while the lower one brushed the baby-soft blond hair at the top of my center. His soft lips pressed against my throat again as his long middle finger slid along the crevice between my legs. I gasped as the fire inside me surged, seeming to gather to the spot he touched. His soft laughter weakened my knees again.
"Oh, Angel," he murmured as he caressed that sensitive spot again. "You're going to be such pleasure to educate."
All I could do was whimper. The fire in me centered beneath his finger, making my hips writhe to meet it. He continued to rub just that one spot as I gasped and writhed in his grasp. Something was happening inside me. I couldn't hear anything but the rushing of my blood in my ears and the wild beating of my heart in my chest. My body had long since ceased being on fire and was now consumed by the nameless ache inside me.
"That's it, lovely one. Let it happen. Let it come. Don't fight it," he whispered. I felt my hand being moved and pressed against the hard bulge in his jeans. "Come for me."
I didn't know what he wanted, but I couldn't think of that. All I could think about was the crescendo inside me, reaching a fever pitch centered between my thighs. Then something inside me broke and wave after wave of exquisite pleasure flooded me. It was all I could do to cling to consciousness as all control left me, lost to the sea of ecstasy.
Stevain slowed the movement of his hand and kissed my neck again. "There we go. The first one is always the easiest to bring."
It was all I could do to breathe and remain upright, though he was supporting the majority of my weight, keeping me on my feet. "First one? You mean there's more? Like that?" I asked.
He laughed. My body tingled in response to it. I realized the nameless ache within me had been somewhat relieved. It wasn't completely gone, but the raging fire inside me had died down to gentle embers.
"Much more, and more...intense. That was merely a taste. A starter. Something to focus your attention," he said. He bent down and slid his arm under my knees, picking me up. He carried me to the table in the middle of the room and laid me on it. "But we'll let you recover a moment first, as it's your first time."
I nodded. Recovery sounded just like what I needed. I was breathless and...and weak, somehow. My limbs felt heavy,
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