by Lucy Leroux
Dazed, she tried to help when he started to open the buttons of his shirt, but her fingers wouldn’t work properly. It was faster to let him do it himself. He tore the shirt open, revealing a dark tanned torso straight out of a men’s magazine. Fascinated, she moved her hands up to trace the ridges of his sculpted six-pack.
Alex inhaled sharply, and then he stood up and got off the bed. He slowly undid the fastening of his pants and pushed them down, taking his silky looking boxer briefs with them.
Elynn stared at Alex’s arousal, her heart hammering in her chest. It was her first look at a naked man in real life. She didn’t think anyone else could have looked so beautiful—or more intimidating.
He didn’t move, he just stood quietly studying her expression. If he wondered if she’d seen any man naked before, he would have found the answer right there in her wide eyes. Embarrassed, she made an effort to stop looking so stupefied. But she had to be honest with him.
“Alex you’re never going to fit,” she said quietly, her eyes never straying from his large erection.
He laughed that husky laugh again, but it subsided when her worried eyes met his. Leaning down he took her hands. “I will fit. Your body will adapt. You’ll stretch and become accustomed to me. But you’re petite, so the first time, maybe the first few times, it will be a little uncomfortable. I will be as gentle as I can,” he said, “Okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered, feeling a little lightheaded.
Pushing her down on the mattress, Alex kissed her parted lips until she relaxed. Without looking, he undid the front clasp of her bra and pushed the satin cups away. He stared down at her exposed breasts in fascination and bent over to take one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked and licked one and then the other with a gruff little sound of pleasure that joined hers in concert.
His strong hands moved down her body to her panties. He slid them off slowly and moved between her legs, pressing his erection against the entrance to her softness. He shifted, stroking the broad head of his shaft up and down against her moist inner lips and clit, building the ticklish pleasure up until she was desperate—bucking against him in an uncontrolled motion.
“Alex!” she gasped.
He stopped moving until she met his eyes. “Keep watching me,” he whispered as he began to slowly press inside her.
Elynn tried to relax but Alex was so large that all she felt was pain as he eased into her. Her face stiffened and a soft whimper escaped her before she could stifle it.
“I’m sorry baby,” Alex breathed, his voice strained. He sounded as if he was in more pain than she was and that made her feel better. “Elynn I’m going to push through now.”
“Through where?”
It already felt like he was tearing her apart. How much farther could he go? Suddenly, Alex surged forward, his movement accompanied by a blinding flash of pain that made her cry out. Gasping, she grabbed at his forearms braced on either side of her.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He grimaced, covering her face in kisses. “You were so narrow. I had to open you up. I’m sorry.”
Elynn shifted uncomfortably. She felt so strange—so full and stretched.
Alex hissed. “Baby please don’t move. Not yet,” he said, the cords on his neck standing out while he fought to stay perfectly still above her.
“All right,” she whispered back.
The pain was starting to fade. Restless, she wanted to move too, but when she tried, the burning sensation returned. Instead she focused on Alex, moving her hands from his forearms to his face. She traced the hard planes of his cheeks until he turned his head to kiss her open palm. His lips moved to hers, tongue in and out in a parody of what he was about to do.
“Does it feel better?” he asked after few dizzying minutes.
“Yes.” It was mostly true.
“Okay,” he whispered. “I’m going to start moving.”
He shifted his weight, moving slowly in and then withdrawing until just the tip of him rested inside, keeping his eyes trained on her face. She tried to hide it from him, but the movement made the burning sensation worse. He repeated the motion until he was rocking in and out of her slowly. It wasn’t unbearable, but it was an effort to stop from grimacing.
“Alex do you think you could finish?” she asked him in a low voice after a few minutes.
“I can stop,” he said, starting to pull out.
“No!” she said, grabbing at his shoulders. “I want you to finish. Inside me. Please Alex.”
Instinctively she knew that she had to continue. Her hands tightened on him, desperate to make sure he would not pull away. She didn’t care if it hurt a little; she needed him to finish, to make this moment complete.
“I don’t want to keep hurting you,” he said.
“I don’t care. I want this to be special for both of us. I need you to finish what we started. Please.”
Alex took a deep breath and pushed back inside her. He tried to be gentle, but she urged him on with her hands and her lips until he was thrusting faster, moving in and out of her with harsh ragged breaths. The more he moved, the less it hurt, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable. A minute later, his hands fisted in her hair, and he gave a hoarse groan.
Elynn felt a warm wetness as his cock jerked inside her, touching a spot that gave her a twinge of pleasure. She held onto him, pulling him down over her until he collapsed on her body, softening inside her. One of his hands was still gripping her waist possessively as he shifted so more of his weight rested on his side, off of her.
Alex had never looked so vulnerable. She felt so close to him. Raising a hand, she brushed the hair off his forehead. Her heart gave a little squeeze as a worrying thought came into her head. It was so easy to see why women fell in love with the men they were having sex with. She would be no exception. Elynn was half in love with him already. There was nothing she could do about it.
Could she hope for a permanent place in the life of Alexandros the Great?
Eventually, Alex stirred. With a kiss he eased completely to the side. Elynn flinched a little as he withdrew out of her body, his arms reaching out to wrap around her and draw her close to him. This is spooning, she thought with drowsy pleasure, pushing her worries aside.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his lips in her hair.
“Yes. I feel good.”
“Baby, you don’t have to lie. I know I hurt you. I feel terrible, more so because it was just incredible for me.”
Elynn grinned, proud of herself. She hadn’t imagined he would feel that way the first time when she was so new at this.
“I’m fine. It did hurt. I didn’t think it would be that bad, but you’re just … big. But it did get better. I felt all tingly at the end.”
He laughed. “That’s good. I wish I could have lasted longer to build on that, but it was too much for me,” he confessed with a grin before sobering. “I’m sorry I hurt you. But I have a confession—I love knowing that I’m your first. I’m going to be reliving that moment, when I opened you up and made you mine, over and over again,” he whispered, trailing a possessive hand over her chest. He stopped and his mouth quirked. “Does that make me a pervert?”
“Yes,” she laughed. “I guess I don’t have to ask if I’m your first virgin.”
“First and last.”
“Damn straight,” she said, giving him a hard spank.
He grabbed her hand and turned until he was on top of her again. “Despite your obvious interest in S&M, you’re still a novice so I’m going to go easy on you.”
Elynn’s smile faltered. “Alex, I’m sorry. I don’t think I can do it again.”
“I know,” he said, an understanding light in his eyes. “You might be sore for a little while but don’t worry. I’m going to make you forget you felt even a second of pain,” he assured her confidently as he moved down her body to press his lips to her aching flesh.
Chapter 11
Elynn woke to bright sunlight and an empty bed. Confused, she s
at up and looked around. The bathroom door was open, but she couldn’t hear Alex moving around inside. She hopped out of bed and started hunting for a robe. Eventually, she finally found a short silk wrap. It was very short.
I’m going to have to speak to that man about his refusal to see me appropriately dressed. You would think he would mind if the staff saw me like this, she thought, looking down at her barely covered thighs.
The door opened and Alex swept in with a full tray in hand. “It won’t be breakfast in bed if you don’t get back into bed,” he said, shaking his head at her.
Elynn smiled despite the urge to berate him for his choice in robes. He looked amazing, but she was disappointed to see he was already dressed in beige chinos and a black shirt. She hopped back into bed and he followed, putting the tray across her lap and adding a few pillows so she could sit upright.
“I made this myself,” he said proudly, removing lids to reveal scrambled eggs on one plate and cinnamon raisin English muffins with butter on another. “Scrambled eggs that are runny with a little salt and a lot of pepper,” he announced with a flourish as he kissed her forehead. “Lucky for me you prefer sloppy ruined eggs, or I might not have managed,” he added as he took one of the four muffins.
She grinned at him, pleased that he remembered that she liked her eggs undercooked. The embarrassment she’d felt upon waking melted away as he chatted about his upcoming business meetings and travel plans. Evidently, he intended to take her everywhere with him.
“The next few weeks will include trips to New York, Rome, and Shanghai,” he said.
“And you want me to come?” she asked, confused. “Won’t you be too busy with work?”
“I’ll be occupied during the day, but we’ll have the nights,” he said suggestively before he bit into the muffin with mock aggression.
Elynn burst out laughing. She completely forgot about her reasonable plan of maintaining separate residences while they got to know each other in their new state of intimacy. She wanted to stay with him.
He took the empty breakfast tray when she was done. “How do you feel?” he asked, studying her intently.
“Good,” she said a little awkwardly.
“Not sore?”
She did feel something, but it wasn’t soreness exactly. Just an awareness that she was different, that he had been inside of her. But she wanted him again. Her body was growing warm and moist at the sight of him. She shook her head and Alex practically ripped his shirt and pants off. Giggling, she welcomed him with open arms as he climbed over her with flattering haste.
“You’re sure?” he asked, his forehead creased.
“Yes,” she whispered back.
He took hold of the belt of the robe and tugged on it so hard one of the belt loops ripped.
“Sorry,” he said before pushing the robe off her body. “Little carried away.”
He didn’t sound all that sorry. But she decided now was not the time to make an issue out of it…
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Alex groaned aloud when he felt how wet Elynn was. She was so hot and ready for him. Thank god. Hungry for more, he nudged her legs open wider, moving one hand next to her on the bed to brace himself. With the other, he took his shaft in hand and guided himself to her small entrance. Holding his breath he pushed inside her, trying to be as gentle as possible. Elynn’s eyes were wide as he moved forward, digging her fingers into his shoulders as he adjusted, moving back out until she was more comfortable.
He made a soothing sound in his throat. “Is that better?” he asked.
“Yes, don’t stop.”
“So glad you said that,” he said out of breath before he bent and took her lips, sucking her tongue inside his mouth.
Moving slowly at first, he began to pump in shallow strokes. She was so tight around him, gripping him like a velvet vise. It was exquisite, and from the sounds she was making, she was definitely starting to enjoy herself. Struggling to maintain a gentle rhythm, he kept going, testing and exploring as he studied her face to see what she wanted.
It wasn’t difficult to figure out. Elynn let him know exactly what she found most pleasurable. His girl was surprisingly vocal.
“Alex, oh God,” she cried out in between delicious little moans that were building up in crescendo.
“That’s it, baby, come for me,” he murmured as he urged her to wrap her legs around him.
Instinctively catching his rhythm, she started to meet his body, rocking with him as he strained against her. He stroked in and out her, restraining the urge to pound harder until he felt her whole body tighten around him.
He felt like a superhero when Elynn let out a surprised and rather loud cry of pleasure. Her pussy throbbed, clamping down on him. Losing control, he rocked in and out of her forcefully until the tingling pressure at the base of his skull signaled his orgasm. The next moment, it burned through him, utterly divorcing him from reason and reality.
When awareness returned, he shifted down enough to withdraw, conscious that he might be crushing Elynn. She had recovered, too, suggesting he’d been lost in that mind blown state for longer than he’d realized. His head was resting between her breasts and her hands were stroking his hair, running her fingers through it. Her legs were wrapped around his back now.
Should I tell her I love her? Or was it too soon?
He’d never felt so complete and happy. And it wasn’t just because he was having the best sex of his life with her. That part was only going to get better the more experience Elynn gained. In fact, at this rate, she was probably going to kill him.
“That was amazing agape mou,” he murmured, eyes closed, utterly content.
“For me too. I mean…wow,” she said in a wondering tone.
He looked up and gave her a smile of deep male satisfaction. “I love feeling you come around me,” he murmured, moving a hand to trace her pouting nipples. “It was incredible; it just pushed me over the edge. I hope I didn’t hurt you there at the end. I sort of lost control.”
Elynn took a deep breath and said shyly, “No, I was fine. Stunned, but fine. Is it always like that?”
“As good or even better. It’s how I wanted last night to go,” he said, taking her fingers so he could nibble and suck on them.
“You made last night amazing, too, don’t worry.” She gasped as he ran his tongue over her fingertip before moving his attention to her chest.
Alex was too busy kissing and sucking on Elynn’s glorious breasts to answer, but that was good to hear. He’d worked hard to please her with his mouth and hands. He just hoped it was enough to wipe away any memory of the pain that had come with losing her virginity. Jesus. Just thinking about it made him grow hard against her thigh. His exploring fingers found her pussy lips again and slipped inside, but she flinched, and he withdrew them.
“Umm. Going to have to wait,” he said, as he lifted off her reluctantly.
“No, I don’t want to!” Elynn said, grabbing at his retreating body.
Gratified, he smoothed a hand over her hair. “I know baby, I want you again, too. But we should probably pace ourselves, at least till you’ve recovered,” he said before scooping her into his arms and carrying her to the bathroom. “I think a shower would be very helpful right now.”
He kissed the top of her head before proceeding to show her how hot a cold, or room-temperature, shower could be.
Inside the stall, Alex ran reverent hands over Elynn. Her form was slim and petite, but it curved in all the right places. And those perfect breasts—they were enough to bring a grown man to tears. Impulsively, he lifted her high against the wall of the shower and until he was level with them. He grazed her nipples with his teeth and, unable to restrain himself, he bit the fleshy underside of her right breast hard enough to leave a faint mark.
Moaning, Elynn grabbed at him, pulling him closer until her legs closed around him. Her hands wound around his neck. Working a hand between them, he stroked her clit, rubbing and pinching lightly while the other cupped her
bottom, holding her up against the wall. Moving the hand on her bottom slightly he was able to use his index finger to push directly against her rosette. He rubbed it, probing slightly while his other hand worked Elynn’s clit faster under the stream of rushing water. Startled, her eyes opened wide, but soon the combined assault drove her over the edge, and she came, breaking apart in his arms.
“I love watching you come,” he whispered, his head against hers as Elynn struggled to catch her breath.
He held her pressed against the wall until she recovered. Finally, she looked up at him with a wicked glint in her eye. “Turnabout is fair play,” she said, taking the soap and sponge from the rack to their side, motioning for him to put her down on her feet.
Amused by her playfulness, Alex kept his hands to himself as Elynn ran the soapy sponge over him. She was humming a nonsensical tune, washing his entire body carefully, paying special attention to his shaft and balls. Handling him as if he was made of porcelain, her ministrations got him hard, but weren’t enough to make him come without encouragement.
Leaning against the wall of the shower stall, he whispered instructions. “Hold me tighter, yes, just like that,” he said, hissing slightly when she began running her soapy hands over him with just the right amount of friction and speed. “Now squeeze my balls a little.”
Elynn was a fast learner. Cupping his balls, she made a circle with her thumb and forefinger, squeezing and pumping him with both hands. He tried to hold on, but the sight of her exactly where he’d wanted her for so many years was too much.
“Shit, shit, shit,” he groaned as he pumped his warm seed into her hands while he leaned against the wall for support. Sliding down it, he sat on the floor, the water pouring over him until his vision cleared.
“Are you okay?” Elynn was leaning over him with a concerned expression.
“Oh, hell yeah,” he said with a tired grin. “I just got to live out one of my sexual fantasies.”
Relieved, Elynn chuckled. He stayed put a few minutes longer, until he felt strong enough to get up. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he said, holding her to him as he turned off the water.