He hoarsely said. His hand finally let go of my hand and his both hands were free and the ravishing look he gave me made my heart skip a beat as It evoked lust in me too. His hands were stroking me affectionately, arousing me more and more.
The gentleness of his touch, the elation of it, the seduction, everything is celestial. He was proceeding slowly so that I could embrace the new sensation and crave it deeply into my soul.
The allure for him is getting stronger by each passing second. His fragrance filled my nostrils giving me tranquility. Slowly my body began to burn for his touch, every inch of my body began to hanker him. I am thirsty for him. The longing is getting out of hands. And not just me, he is also becoming impatient, but still he is controlling himself and taking things slowly.
The feeling of love emitting from us, giving us deep contentment. I closed my eyes and let that rapture to fill me as I whispered,
"I love you, Christian.."
"I love you too Sophie.." He whispered on my neck. He moved to my shoulder and whispered again, "I love you.. and always will.." A smile crept upon my lips when I heard it,
"Me too.." I replied honestly. If I have him, I want nothing else, he is everything I need. I'll gladly spend the rest of my life in his arms.
He stopped and moved away a little, under the moonlight, his glorious body is even more prepossessing. It is increasing my desires more.
"Still nervous?" He asked, concerned. Looks like he can see through me. My heart is beating so fast as if it could leap out of my chest. The butterflies in my stomach, a disturbance in my mind. And a passionate desire for him. I nodded and lowered my gaze,
He caressed my cheeks and passed me a smile, “It’s okay. If you want me to stop, you can tell me.” He assured me. I passed him a faint smile and shook my head. HIs hand then moved down slowly. My heart thumped against my chest, the charm of the night increased our desires more.
His hand stopped in my mid-section, he gave me a look of worry. He wanted to make sure that I am comfortable about it or not. He doesn’t want to proceed if I am not ready. “Can I?” He asked innocently. It was so sweet. I closed my eyes and breathed out. Enchanted, I don’t want him to stop. “Don’t stop.” My heart races when I gave him all the access to my body.
"Fuck..." He cursed gritting his teeth, I looked at him innocently as he slammed his hands on either side of mine and said vehemently,
"God Sophie, You're making me senseless with these reflexes of yours." He scowled and kissed me. It was possessive but I liked it because it's his touch. He moved his hand to my neck deepening the kiss while his other hand moved down and slowly began to unbutton my shirt, undressing me. I shivered when the cold breeze embraced me.
"You're mine. And let me tell you, I am very possessive over you. For now, The only touch this body can feel is mine. The name you scream will be mine. I will kill anyone who even tries to look at you with lust. You belongs to me. Your body.. your very soul.." He said so seriously that it made my heart skip a beat. My lips began to quiver as I gulped hard, feeling slightly startled. He noticed my look and pulled me in his arms and said gently now, "I love you. I love you so much..." He meant it deeply. His warmth gave me everlasting endearment. I hugged him back and said,
"I love you too.. I am yours.. I always was and always will.." I smiled and crashed my lips on his and complete my sentence,
"Just like you're mine." I smirked as his eyes preyed upon me,
"Oh, Yeah?" He asked with a smirk playing along his lips.
"Yeah." I said rather proudly.
"Prove it then~" he cooed in my ears and I convulsed again. Controlling myself- which was impossible, I held his shoulders and flipped us over and now I am on top of him. He looked at me with amusement and I moved my hand over his chest, feeling it and being stirred more. He groaned in pleasure and I did something I never did, even in my dreams, I left a trail of kisses starting from neck down to his chest and then slowly pulled away and leaning back while moving my hand down to where I shouldn't and rubbed him, earning a moan from him which stiffed me. I was held captive by that sound, It was heavenly.
"Fuck.." he cursed again. He was breathing heavily, he could barely control his urges. I was so enthralled in it that when he moaned, I began to shiver violently, my strength drained of me as I left with the incapability to think anything else but him.
His exquisite eyes grazed over my body as he let out a suppressed laugh and said,
"..Sweetheart, you're too young to dominate me." He said holding my hanging shirt- my only clothing except my inner wear and pulling me close. I looked at him with a guile look as he pecked my lips,
"I am yours, never hesitate to touch me. Do whatever you want." his words gave me some courage, I nodded as he let go of me. I swallowed the lump in my throat and I pulled down my shirt, left only in my undergarments and leaned in close, I cupped his cheeks and kissed him passionately. Receiving an intense euphoria from it. I pulled back and bit his lips slightly. His eyes were so intoxicating and the vast sea of love is my treasure. I then moved to his neck and bit it and sucked on it to form a mark. My mark. To show he is mine. After pleased with myself that I marked him, I pulled away, a trail of saliva connecting my lips to the mark. He smirked and held my wrist and was on top of me again. He moved to my neck and spoke with his dangerously low voice,
"Now.. it's time to claim you."
And I let him implant this supreme pleasure to my very core. He made me feel the ultimate benediction, To let the sensation of his touch overcome the sensation of any touch. I let myself indulge in that everlasting feeling of love and devotion. To submerge myself in the pools of desires and passion. Embedding the sensation of tonight- the marvellous night of my life, the most gratifying night of my life profoundly on every inch of my body and soul..