by C. M. King
Quite frankly I’d rather drink poison.
“No thanks.” I shook my head, spearing another potato with my fork.
“Are you sure? It tastes good, it will go nice with the steak.” His attempts at charming me just left me cold.
I glared at him and bounced up off my seat, to fill a glass with water. He frowned but said nothing. I’d managed to eat the steak and Joel’s special sauce was delicious, but I was not in a complimentary mood to boost his ego. I picked at the remainder of my vegetables, using them as a distraction, so I didn’t have to converse with him.
“Finished?” he asked, starting to clear away, to load the dishwasher.
“Yep.” Was all I could manage. I held the plate out to him and avoided his gaze.
His eyes watched me carefully but I ignored them. “Are you ready for desert?” He pulled out some desert bowls from the cupboard, retrieving the cream from the fridge.
“No, I’m good thanks.” I started chewing on my nail to distract myself, the awkward tension filling the room was enough to make me want to escape.
A frown crossed his face at my response. “But I made some brownies and I know they are your favourite.” He looked at me wounded by my response.
It was true, I loved brownies and technically I was cutting off my nose to spite my face, but the mood I was in he could stick them where the sun didn’t shine.
Deciding I’d had enough of this evening, I stood up. “I’m going to bed,” I announced, walking towards the bedroom.
“You can’t,” he snapped after me.
I spun round in anger. “Why the hell not?” My eyes flashed in outrage. He was in no position to tell me what to do right at this very moment.
“Look I know you’re pissed that I sent you out in the rain for the wine, but you’ll soon see why.” He moved to hug me but I shrugged him off. I couldn’t bear him being close to me when I was this mad.
“Joel, I’m tired, I’ve had enough of your games tonight, I’m off to bed, night.” I stormed off before he had the chance to speak. I needed some time by myself, hating the fact he couldn’t even allow me that luxury.
I flung open the door and gasped, stopping dead at the sight before me. Rose petals had lovingly been scattered over the bed, and in the centre he had arranged a heart. The whole room was lit with over fifty candles, giving off a gorgeous, warm, romantic glow. The vanilla aroma was so deliciously intoxicating, as it filled my head. I smiled at the fact he had remembered it was my favourite scent.
He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me back into his chest. “Surprise,” he whispered in my ear.
Oh god, I was a complete and total bitch.
“So this is why you sent me to the shops, to get me out of the way?” I whispered, choked up by his romantic display of affection.
“Yeah, sorry about the rain, I wouldn’t have sent you if I’d known it would be torrential.” He softly brushed his lips against my neck. “I wanted tonight to be special.”
I turned around to face him, raising an eyebrow in surprise. “What tonight’s the night?” I asked, searching his eyes.
His thumb gently swept over my cheek, as his eyes lovingly stared into mine. “I hope so, that’s if you want to?” He frowned a little, as if preparing himself for rejection.
I grabbed his face, kissing him hard on the lips. To convey all my emotion into one kiss. “Of course, I want you so bad.”
He visibly relaxed at my words and slowly walked me over to the bed. When my legs hit the side I sat down, watching in awe. He stepped back, pulling off his shirt. Just a glimpse of that gorgeous, toned, hard chest, was enough to make me lose all control. My eyes greedily took in every muscle, he was truly perfection.
He smiled gauging my approval. “Like what you see?” His eyes pierced deep into mine, waiting for a reply.
“Always,” I breathed, biting my lip. I was just about ready to combust into flames and he hadn’t even touched me yet.
He slowly peeled off his jeans and stood in just his boxers. My eyes took in every inch of him, before resting on his gorgeous thighs. Years of playing football and hitting the gym had built them up to gladiator style proportion. All I wanted to do was run my tongue over them, spending hours kissing every inch.
I could see how turned on he was, the bulge in his pants growing increasingly bigger. My mouth grew dry in anticipation at what was about to happen.
My heart was literally beating outside my chest, as I reminded myself over and over to breathe. I slowly started unbuttoning my pyjama top, my eyes never leaving his once, building up the tension. I painstakingly reached the last button and let it fall open to reveal my bra.
His eyes dropped down, taking me all in. I watched his chest heavily rising and falling. He slowly licked his lips and the look of hunger in his eyes sent a shiver throughout my body.
At this moment in time I would do anything for this man. He made me feel so sexy, in just the way he was staring at me. I felt my impatience growing deep inside.
I needed his hands on me now.
I quickly closed the distance between us, my pyjama top glided down my arms, dropping down to the floor. My arms wrapped around his neck and I grabbed a handful of his silky rich hair, pulling him down onto my lips.
His fingers gently skimmed down my back. I gasped with the sensation, when his hands grabbed both bum cheeks, lifting me up.
My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and he carried me over to the bed, gently laying me down. His fingers quickly divested me of my pyjama bottoms, leaving me exposed, lying in just my bra and knickers. My natural instinct was to instantly cover myself up, the self-conscious part of me wanting to hide. His eyes devoured every inch of my body, the look of hunger mixed with lust, was enough to break me from my inhibitions.
Pushing myself up, I quickly unhooked my bra, it leisurely fell down onto my lap. His eyes left mine, resting on my small pert breasts. I flung the bra to the floor and lay back down, panting hard to drag some air through my lungs.
Joel crawled over in an exaggerated slow motion. I gasped when he lay down fully on top of me, his warm skin pressed tightly against mine. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered. His lips gently teased mine, before dropping down to place tender kisses along my neck. I closed my eyes and moaned softly, enjoying his slow, sweet, feather light kisses. Each one leaving a tingling trail of sensation, as he torturously made his way down to my breasts.
I bit my lip hard, when he tenderly teased each nipple with his tongue. He sucked, lapped and kissed, making me groan loudly, till they became fully erect. I gasped with the torturous sensation, his touch sending me over the edge. My eyes were screwed tight in concentration, the pleasure was overwhelming. I never wanted it to end. I wanted to be constantly locked in this state of bliss forever.
I whimpered when he left my breasts and kissed his way down, leisurely dipping his tongue deep inside my belly button.
My breathing began to grow shallow, and my skin tingled in anticipation the lower he went. He torturously ran his tongue lightly along the top of the fabric, leaving my body almost breathless. My eyes automatically sprung open in surprise, the moment he stopped. I achingly willed him to continue with his sweet torture.
Pushing myself up on to my elbows, my eyes connected with his. I was instantly floored by his intense lustful stare. His eyes were filled with an intense fire, desire radiated through him, as he waited for my signal to go ahead.
I gave him a smile, nodding my approval. I lay back down and closed my eyes in anticipation, waiting for him to reach the place I yearned for him the most.
His warm fingertips skimmed along my hips, as his firm hands gently peeled away my underwear. I lifted my hips, gasping at the sensation, as the soft, satin slowly glided down my leg.
A soft moan escaped from me, when his lips brushed against the inside of my thighs. My hand dropped down to his hair and my fingers wrapped around the silky, soft strands, guiding him to where I needed h
im to be. My legs automatically spread wider, allowing him more access and a smile touched my lips, hearing him growl his approval.
I needed him so bad, my body was on fire crying out for a release. I flinched with pleasure and surprise, as his tongue slowly teased my clit. He softly chuckled with my response and I blushed. He pulled me closer, placing both legs over his shoulder, so his tongue could work me deeper.
I flushed with embarrassment, realising exactly where his mouth was. “Joel, you don’t have to–” My words trailed off and my eyes rolled back into my head. I arched my back, as his tongue began to completely undo me.
He shifted slightly to look at me. “Are you joking? I’ve thought about doing this to you so many times. Do you know how sexy you look right now, how sweet you taste?” His lust filled stare sent me over the edge, along with his words.
My brain was solely concentrating on the pleasure his mouth was giving me, sucking and teasing my clit with his tongue. I was climbing higher and higher, my eyes rolled back as I gasped for breath.
“Joel,” I moaned, fisting his hair in my hand, my voice sounding so needy. The pleasure was too intense, my body screaming for the release it desperately needed.
“Oh I love it when you moan my name, it sounds so damn sexy.” His soft chuckle vibrated against my skin, before continuing his sweet torture. He was setting every part of me on fire, like every nerve was alight, my body reacting to his touch.
I let out moan after moan and grabbed his hair tight as my back arched, screaming out his name. The explosion inside shook every part of my body. I gasped as the air evaporated from my lungs, riding the waves of the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.
I smiled, slowly coming down from my amazing high.
Joel kissed his way back up my body. “You enjoy that baby?” he asked grinning. I think vocally I’d already answered his question.
A large smile crossed my lips. “Oh my god, we are doing that again soon.” I laughed, feeling good about my new brazen uninhibited self.
Joel gently stroked his nose against mine, “Iz, I don’t think you understand how much you turn me on, watching you, hearing you come so hard just blows me away. I’ve never felt that way before, I need you so bad.”
“I can tell.” I laughed and grinded my hips into his crotch, hearing him let out a deep moan. “Joel, I never knew it would be this good, the things you do to my body...” I grabbed his hand, placing it on my heart. “See the effect you have over me…only you Joel…only you.”
We lay staring into each other’s eyes, as he gently kissed my swollen lips. They were probably twice the size from biting down so hard. My heart rate slowly returned to normal but I was instantly ready for more.
I knew he needed some sort of signal to carry on. “I need you Joel, please don’t make me wait any longer.” I saw the look of longing in his eyes, he was more than ready too.
I pulled his lips back onto mine, feeling his fingers begin their slow journey south. I was already sensitive from the first orgasm and I flinched slightly, when they first skimmed over the sensitive area. But my body soon recognised his touch, adjusting to the sensation that felt so good.
His mouth never broke contact once, as I groaned, bit and screamed into his, coming a lot quicker this time. He jumped up, leaving me panting on the bed and grabbed the box of condoms.
I flinched at the sound of the lube being squirted onto his hand, as my eyes immediately widened in fear.
“To help you,” he said reassuringly. “I want this to be more comfortable for you.”
Just looking at the size of it, I knew this was going to be painful. They always say size matters but looking at Joel’s erect cock, I wished he could lose a few inches. I felt my breath quicken, the panic starting to take over.
Joel watched the fear creep over my face. He crawled back on top of me and soothed me, stroking my hair back and kissed me lightly on the lips.
“We don’t have to do this tonight, we can wait a while.” His eyes were sincere and I knew he would, but I needed him right now. I couldn’t wait a moment longer.
I shook my head and wrapped my legs around him, pulling him tighter against my body. “No I want this, I’m just nervous, I’ll be fine.”
He gazed deep into my eyes, giving me time to change my mind. Then began kissing me again and I felt the tip of his penis at my entrance, as he pushed in slightly. My fingers grabbed his hair, preparing myself for the pain. I felt him slowly inch in a little more. He stopped each time, letting me adjust to the sensation.
I groaned in pain on the next one.
Wow, that really hurt.
I was just grateful he was now fully in. I let my full weight sink into the mattress with relief.
“Just a little more baby,” he whispered, and my head snapped up in shock.
“What, I thought you were fully in?” I squeaked, the panic rising in my voice.
He pushed in the last few inches and my eyes bulged with the pain. He lay there still on top of me, waiting for me to acclimatize to him being inside me, to adjust to the odd sensation of being so full.
His breathing was slow and heavy, as he held himself up on his elbows. I could see the need in his eyes, it was torture for him, but I knew he wouldn’t move in case he hurt me.
I closed my eyes, trying to forget how tight and sore I felt. He needed a sign from me to begin, so I rolled my hips and he slowly started to move.
“Are you okay?” he whispered, his eyes full of concern, when he pushed himself back inside.
“Yeah I’m fine, keep going, don’t stop.” I managed to choke out.
He carried on slowly rocking in and out and the pain slowly began to subside, as pleasure soon took over.
I gasped at the shivers running through my body, feeling the familiar sensation sweep over me. I was slowly beginning to climb nearer my orgasm. I looked at Joel, who had his eyes squeezed tight, concentrating on not hurting me, rather than enjoying it.
“Oh god I’m close,” I panted. My fingers grabbed his hair in preparation for what was ahead.
“Me too, god baby, you’re so tight.” The strained look on his face was so intense, he was holding on trying desperately to give me the release I so badly need. I was probably clenching his poor cock to death.
When the orgasm hit me I screamed out Joel’s name, he followed close behind shouting mine. Both of us were panting hard, our foreheads pressed together, as he kissed me repeatedly.
“I love you Iz.” His breath tickled my face, as I tried to catch my own. The exhaustion after three intense orgasms was beginning to set in.
As I came down from my high, I began to feel sore. Joel pulled out and I winced, yelping slightly with the pain.
“Oh god Iz, are you okay?” His eyes were locked on mine, studying my face as a look of fear crossed his own.
My hand stroked his face reassuringly. “I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m just a little sore, that’s all.”
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, his eyes suddenly filled with a look of concern.
I reached out, grabbing his hand and stroked it soothingly. “No, it always hurts the first time, throwing in a big cock like yours doesn’t help matters though.” We both laughed, trying to make light of the situation.
“I’m sorry I’m so big.” He grinned and I rolled my eyes.
“As if you’ve ever had to apologise about your size before, I bet all the girls loved it.”
He flinched at my comment and I knew I’d over stepped the mark. I shouldn’t have joked about his past, not tonight, this was our special night.
“Sorry baby.” I leaned forward, kissing him gently on the lips.
He released me to blow out all the candles and crawled in behind, pulling me close to his chest. His arms wrapped tight around me, as we entangled our legs together.
“Sweet dreams Iz, thank you for letting me be your first,” he whispered into my hair.
I turned around to l
ook at him. “There was never anyone else Joel, I waited for you, thank you for making it perfect.” I could see he was becoming emotional, my words really affecting him.
“I love you so much Iz, sometimes it scares me – I never want to let you go.”
“Then don’t.” I gave him a long, slow kiss on the lips, before snuggling into his chest.
“I love you with all my heart Joel, only you.” I placed a gentle, sweet kiss against his skin and he let out a soft sigh. I felt him relax underneath me and I smiled, knowing in my heart it would only ever be him.
Chapter 15 – Deceit
I woke up to the sensation of Joel’s sweet, soft lips gently teasing, and rousing me from my sleep. I’d take Joel’s lips over the alarm clock every damn time. Maybe I’d become more of a morning person, being blissfully woken up in that way every day.
The sensation alone made me shiver, as his lips mercilessly teased the back of my neck. A flush crossed my cheeks, when I remembered how amazing those lips had been in other places, undoing me over and over again.
He chuckled and pulled me back into his warm, hard chest, enveloping me in his arms. His touch sent delicious tingles throughout my body.
“Morning gorgeous,” he whispered. His voice alone made me weak. It was like melted chocolate, so seductive and enticing, it set off a million butterflies inside. My body couldn’t help but react to his silky, soft tones. He always had a way of making me weak at the knees, at this moment in time I was grateful to be lying down.
A huge grin spread across my face. “Hey you,” I breathed, shuffling round to look into his beautiful sleepy face. I adored the way he looked in the morning, his hair all dishevelled and wild and his eyes bright and crinkled at the corners.
He softly kissed me. “How are you feeling?” He pulled back, as his eyes anxiously searched mine.
The smile automatically left my lips.
Did he have to be so direct?
A blush spread across my face. I quickly retreated under the pillow, hoping to stay there till the embarrassment subsided. The way I was feeling, I’d probably be there till Christmas.