Enchanted

by London Saint James

  My hands roamed his shoulders, still shaky. Austin brushed his nose along my collarbone, up my neck. His tongue caressed my earlobe. He clasps my hands in his. Slowly, he moved my arms up over my head. He placed them upon the pillow, presenting my body to him. When his hands set mine free, he used them to outline the entire length of my body. He softly swiped his hands over my wrists, my arms, my breasts, ran the ridges of my ribs, the curve and concave of my belly, over my waist, down my hips….

  Oh my God, he’s going to do it now. He is going to put himself inside of me.

  Austin’s hand skimmed the length of my leg. He wrapped his hand over my calf before moving my leg. I bent it, bending it up beside his hip. Austin held my face between his two hands, looked at me, fixing his gaze directly into my eyes, piercing through my existence in this moment.

  “Are you sure?” he asked quietly.

  “Yes,” I said breathless. I could feel him firm and hard against my inner thigh. I closed my eyes, bit my bottom lip and shook with anticipation, desire and in truth…fear.

  “It’s okay, don’t be scared,” he said in a soft low voice. Austin hitched my leg over his hip. “Winter, I love you. I’m going to make love to you.”

  “I love you,” I returned, voice quivering.

  I could feel Austin shift my hips then I experienced him, his hardness. He slid up my now slick folds. He guided himself to me with his hand. Looking up at him from beneath my lashes, I shook again. He kissed me, plunged his tongue deep. Austin possessed my mouth before he moved.

  My two hands grabbed at his strong shoulders. I held on. In the next moment I felt a strange sensation, pressure…. “Aaa.” I moaned and found that I was pressing my fingernails into his shoulder blades, not quite sure.

  Austin let out a low groan. He pressed himself that first bit into me. “Ah… God, Winter.”

  I felt my body want to protest against the invasion, the foreign stretching. Austin moved a little bit more, pressing in a bit farther. “Austin.” I cried out in a breath.

  “Shh…baby.” He breathed into my ear. “I love you, everything’s okay.”

  Austin kissed me deeply and for a long time like we had all night, as if we were making out, and he wasn’t pressing inside my body. He kissed me like everything was fine. When I relaxed, Austin stopped his kisses. He gazed into my eyes and thrust once more. It was not quite pain which penetrated me. The barrier inside my body gave way to him. This was it. I had given myself to Austin.

  Holding himself up on his forearms, his hands at each side of my face he asked, “Are you okay?”

  I bit my bottom lip, closed my eyes and nodded my head to indicate yes. He gave a gentle exploratory thrust. The inside of my body tensed, my inner muscles wanted to push against him.

  “Austin.” I mumbled not feeling pain, but feeling maybe I could not really take him completely. “I can’t….”

  Austin brushed his lips against my jaw-line. “Baby, just a little bit more,” he said softly. “I know the first time hurts. Breath, Winter, relax for me baby, don’t tense up.” I took a breath, relaxed my body. I was allowing him in and could feel a stretching burn. “That’s it.” He encouraged then kissed me softly.

  I wanted him inside of me. I wanted every glorious inch. I wanted to feel every sensation, every movement. I wanted Austin more than words could describe. My world stopped. It became nothing but this feeling, his body, my body, our connection. I was aware of intense waves of desire wafting from his body. I knew he needed to impale me with a hard thrust, but he controlled it. Austin was more concerned for my body, my comfort, my pleasure than his own craving at the moment.

  In the next instant, Austin filled me entirely with a sensation nearly indescribable. It was an awareness of being completely full, like being stretched with throbbing hard heat. I wished for this sensation to never leave from me. As if he sensed my need, Austin stopped moving. He was allowing me the sense of him deep inside of me. Permitting me time. Acclimating my body to his body. Calming my fear, and increasing the pleasure.

  “Baby, look at me,” he whispered. He pushed inside, deeper, so deep it seemed impossible. Then he was sliding out of me slowly, tenderly. I opened my eyes to see him. I was gazing directly into the never-ending liquid blue eyes of my love. “There are my eyes,” he said. Austin thrust in and out of my body once more. I gasped, ran my hands down his back, and drank in the strength of him. “Move with me, Winter. I promise it will be okay.” And with his words, I curved my hips to meet him. I moaned when he pushed himself into me again. It was deep, so deep. And then he kissed me just as deeply.

  Chapter Eight

  MORNING

  The warm sun hit my face. The light which was beaming in through the lace curtains showed bright through my eyelids. The morning was here. The birds still sang. The breeze still blew. The sound of the waves lapping against the shore still echoed outside our bedroom window. Nothing yet everything had changed. My life was complete in Austin’s arms. I never really knew what it was like to truly breathe until this moment. I took in large breaths, filling my lungs with the freedom of life. This was love. Without doubt, I knew the tenderness of love. And it was deep, unbreakable, unwavering love.

  I opened my eyes. My cheek was pressed to Austin’s stomach. My arm wrapped over his tight waist. His fingers were busy, strumming my shoulder blades before they ran down the length of my spine. With a smile, my lips found his stomach. I was kissing the perfect ripples of muscle beneath them.

  “Good morning,” he said quietly.

  “Good morning and Happy Birthday,” I replied while adjusting myself to see his all too perfect face.

  He smiled his most breathtaking smile once his gaze caught mine. “Baby, how do you feel?”

  “Wonderful. How do you feel?”

  Austin sighed the breath of a contented man. “More than wonderful.” He paused, his expression serious. “Are you all right?” he asked. His strong fingers slid down my arm.

  “I am more than all right.”

  “I did not hurt you, did I?”

  “No. I do not think it would have been possible to hurt me.”

  He brushed my hair from my face. “I love you so much, Winter Perri. You are my heart.”

  “I love you, too.”

  “Thank you,” he whispered.

  “Why are you saying ‘thank you?’” I asked, confused.

  “For giving me you, Winter. In all of my life, I could not want anything more than you.”

  I ran my fingertip over Austin’s brow. “Austin, I feel the same. I love you….” My lips were stopped by his.

  Austin took me into his arms. In a fluid move, he had pulled my body on top of his. His hands ran the length of me to find my waist. His long fingers splayed across my hips. My breath became labored. My blood boiled beneath my skin. My back arched as Austin’s body bent, rising up from beneath me. I experienced the warmth of his mouth at my throat, sucking the soft flesh. I moaned. He kissed, then skimmed his lips up to the hollow of my ear, at my mouth. His arms were tight around me, urging me closer.

  “I want you.” He breathed into my ear. “You know I can never be without you now. You are mine. Forever mine, Winter.”

  “Um….” I moaned then his mouth anxious found mine.

  He pulled me, my hips onto him and paused. “Are you sore?”

  “A little, but I don’t want to stop.” I lowered myself upon him. My inner muscles worked as my body stretched to take him.

  “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Austin, I can never be without you either. I need you. I need you inside of me,” I said. Austin pressed upward. “Please, Austin.” I experienced flames when my body gave way to him fully.

  “God….” He breathed.

  Hard, the sensation of him vibrated throughout my entire being with a familiar burn. He was answering every question my body asked, intertwined together, letting go and becoming one again and again and again.

  The sun had changed its position
outside our bedroom window. The breeze blew the curtains in and out, sending in the sea salty air as we lie breathless, completely sated, and wrapped in each other’s arms. Sweat glistened off our bodies like small crystal jewels. I could hear the beating of Austin’s heart. It was spectacular and perfect music. I wished to stay here in this moment for the rest of my life.

  “Are you hungry?” Austin asked.

  I had to think about that for just a moment. I was hungry but I did not want to move from him. “I could eat.” I admitted with a pout.

  He walloped me with his most breathtaking smile. “Well, we can’t stay in bed all day. I imagine the others are wondering if we are still alive.”

  I smirked. “I’m pretty sure they know we are alive. We haven’t exactly been quiet, babe.”

  “Um….” He agreed. “But we probably should not ignore the fact it is late afternoon, and we have not eaten today.” He kissed my hand. “Well maybe I should say we haven’t eaten food.”

  I giggled. “Afternoon?” I questioned. Austin grabbed the alarm clock. He had picked it up from the side table so I could see it. It was three in the afternoon. I could not believe the time had passed so quickly, that we had been in bed all day. “Wow!”

  He laughed. “I know. Wow does not even come close to covering it.”

  “But I don’t want to leave. We won’t starve.” I interjected with another pout.

  His fingers outlined the shape of my lips. I shook at his touch.

  “Winter, my love, we still have tonight,” he suggested.

  I thought about it. He was right. We could make our polite appearances, grab something to eat then come back.

  “Okay, tonight,” I agreed.

  I watched Austin leave the warmth and comfort of our bed. I flipped on my stomach, lying across the bed. I allowed my eyes to appraise the entirety of his body. He turned to look at me, dawn breaking over his face.

  “Baby, the way you look at me takes my breath. Your eyes, your mouth….”

  “You always take my breath away,” I confessed.

  We looked at each other for a long moment. Like a man on a mission, Austin ripped the sheet which covered me from the bed. With agile speed, he joined me. His large hands started at my ankles, ran up my calves, the underside of my knees, the back of my thighs then outlined the shape of my roundness. Soon his fingers found the dimples at the small of my back. Every place his hands went, his mouth followed. Austin slid up my back like a marauding sex god. He was nothing if not thorough, leaving no piece of me untouched.

  “What about a shower, food, our friends?” I mumbled.

  “Later.” He breathed.

  His mouth found my shoulder blade. It was then I felt something hard and tempting pressing down the lined crease of my ass….

  It was not without great personal effort that we pried ourselves apart. Austin and I had literally been in bed all day, and it was getting late. I required a long, hot shower, and so did he. I meandered into the bathroom, turned on the water, and stepped into the tiled enclosure of the shower.

  Standing in the bathroom, towel wrapped around my body, dripping wet, combing through my long tangled wet hair I realized something. While my body felt sore, it was the best kind of sore. Plus I must admit, I did have a sense of secret satisfaction. I knew I was not horrible at having sex. Austin and I seemed to understand and know each other’s body. Somehow we knew what would give us pleasure while we made love. And trust me when I say, we made mind-blowing, breathtaking, body rocking brilliant love, five times.

  I was also glad to know my fear about it hurting and the horror stories I had heard about bleeding was not true or at least not true in my case. It may be due to Austin, the way he took his time with me, how gentle he was but it did not really hurt. My fears about blood were not warranted either. There was a slight crimson glistening, and to my relief, no blood.

  I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. I decided this was the face of a woman who had been thoroughly touched, inside and out. I smiled bright and wide at the woman in the glass. Austin brought me to the pinnacle of bliss numerous times. So many times in fact I should have lost my ability to walk, having no further strength left. He brought me to climax with his mouth, with his fingers, with his unbelievable, and let me assure you, beautiful penis. One time he talked dirty to me while licking my skin and just told me to come. With one brush of his finger over my nub and one nipple sucked into his warm moist mouth, I did, I came. I didn’t even know it was possible for my body to do what he made it do. While I have no point of reference, I am quite certain Austin is an excellent lover, and know, as I always have known, I am a very lucky woman.

  From the reflection in the mirror, I could see Austin walk in behind me. His lips found a home on the top of my shoulder. “Why are you smiling?” he asked. I shrugged. “Tell me.”

  “Just thinking about you,” I admitted.

  I gazed up at our image in the glass. We had matching love bites on our necks. He smiled back at me, and the white of his teeth shimmered.

  “Austin?”

  “What, love?”

  “In case I have never told you, you are beautiful.”

  Austin let out a low even laugh. “Are men beautiful?” he asked, still chuckling.

  I leaned forward and touched his reflection in the glass. “This man is,” I assured.

  He kissed the side of my neck. “Take a good look at the woman in the mirror, she is beyond beautiful. There are no words to describe her timeless beauty.”

  He grabbed the comb from my hand and proceeded to run it through the back of my hair in long slow strokes, from crown to ends. After each stroke, he would follow with a lingering brush of his hand.

  “How was the shower?” he asked.

  “Hot and nice, but you could have joined me. I was lonely.”

  His face beamed.

  “The shower downstairs was fine, and I did miss you, but if I had joined you, we would never get back downstairs,” he said then his lips brushed down my shoulder blades.

  “If you keep that up we won’t get downstairs,” I suggested. I turned around and wrapped my hands in his hair.

  Austin’s fevered mouth met mine….

  I could hear a small rapping at the door then Bean’s voice. “Hey, you guys think you might come out of the bathroom?”

  “Go away, Bean!” Austin yelled out before he molded his lips to mine again.

  Bean’s voice was stressed. “But dude, the other bathroom is occupied, and I really need to go if you know what I mean.”

  Austin sighed with a sense of annoyance. “We will be right out.”

  “We will?” I asked still kissing his neck as my hands roamed down his bare chest.

  He smiled a devilish smile. “Maybe I spoke too soon.” Dropping the comb Austin pulled the towel from my body and murmured, “Nice.”

  The rapping at the door increased, now a pounding.

  THUD! THUD! THUD!

  “Come on, guys!”

  I pulled back from Austin with a sigh of defeat, picked up the towel from the tile floor, and really put some effort into adjust my breathing. Austin looked angry, more than angry actually; he was pissed off and glaring quite impressively in the direction of the bathroom door. I kissed his bicep. His faced smoothed.

  Austin chuckled before turning back to look at me. “Tonight,” he said.

  “Tonight,” I agreed.

  We exited the bathroom. Austin gloriously shirtless, his jeans still unbuttoned, and I was wrapped in nothing but a white fluffy towel.

  Bean smiled apologetically. “Sorry and thanks,” he said. He brushed past us, shutting the bathroom door with a hefty slam.

  I finished the daunting tasks of getting ready while Austin slipped on a shirt. Then we kissed. All right, we took our cloths off, too. One round of oral pleasure and two orgasms later, we finally dressed again. And yes, we actually went downstairs to find the rest of the crew in the kitchen. They were working on dinner.

  “Hey.
” Jewel greeted with a large smile plastered across her face. “We figured you two would be hungry.”

  “Yeah, we were beginning to wonder if we should send up a search party,” Wes interjected.

  “Don’t worry. Bean found us,” Austin said still a little miffed at the bathroom interruption.

  Wes grabbed a plate of hamburger patties. “I have the grill ready, come help me,” he said to Austin.

  Austin ran his hand down my arm. He kissed my forehead. “I love you,” he whispered then he bounded out the back door onto the terrace with Wes.

  “So,” Jewel said.

  Claudia just smiled, pretending to toss a salad.

  “So,” I replied. My cheeks flushed hot.

  “So than,” Jewel said. “You were worried for no reason, right?”

  I shook my head in agreement. “It was….” I had no words.

  “Yeah,” Jewel replied, starry-eyed.

  Claudia looked at me with her big honey brown eyes. The late day sun beaming in the window seemed to set her cinnamon skin to glow. “You guys are really great, like meant to be.”

  “I agree,” Jewel interjected. “We have watched you guys over the past few months and well, it is really amazing. You seem to know what each other is thinking, finishing each other sentences and all, not to mention the way you move together. It’s amazing.”

  I felt my brow crease. “What do you mean the way we move together?”

  Claudia grinned. “You guys always seem to know where the other one is. It’s something to watch. When we are at parties, even if Austin goes off with the guys, he watches to see where you are and you do the same. I have seen him watching you then your eyes shoot up to meet his. I have seen you watching him and from nowhere he turns around to see you. It’s like you are aware of each other on some spiritual level.” Claudia paused briefly. “When you are together you move around each other like you are tied together only allowing just enough space to maneuver yet still moving together like dancers in a sensual ballet.”