Chapter 10: Becoming His Toy
"Oh noooo," I managed to get out. Was he seriously asking me if it hurt? The way he was working his fingers in and out of me was driving me completely out of my mind in the best possible way.
"Please Robert, make me feel good," I said, and then he entered me slowly.
Inch by inch.
Now let me be honest with you because I promised I would be. The pain was real. It was excruciating in those first few seconds and I will not pretend otherwise. But I had known it was coming and I had decided beforehand that I was going to breathe through it and get to the other side of it because I knew the other side existed.
"Breathe baby, breathe," he said, watching my face with genuine worry in his eyes. He touched my breasts and my body arched toward him instinctively as he continued to ease into me. I could feel myself burning to get past this part so I could arrive at the part I actually wanted.
"Don’t tense up sweetheart. You are doing fine."
I let out a long breath.
"Just relax and enjoy. The hard part is over," he said, looking directly into my eyes. He rubbed the side of my face and eased the rest of himself inside and I gasped as he filled me completely. Tears came to my eyes and he rubbed my cheek and stayed completely still while I adjusted to him.
"I promise it will only hurt for a few more seconds. I promise you will enjoy this. You are doing great."
He bent down and kissed my jaw. I held the tears back with everything I had. I had given him the most treasured thing a woman could give and I could not take it back. This was my moment. The epoch, as they say, of a woman’s life. The one that would always be remembered. Stamped into my heart and body and mind and soul.
Could I ever forget him?
No. And I already knew that.
"Do not take your eyes off me," he said. "Focus on me. Focus on our bodies becoming one. Let your body take control. I promise it will not deceive you."
He began to rock inside me slowly and his face did something beautiful as he licked his lips. And just like that the pain that had speared through me began to dissolve into something distant and then something that was no longer there at all. It was replaced, quietly and completely, by pure pleasure.
His eyes never left mine. Each calculated thrust sent my body somewhere new and then something broke free inside me entirely. My legs wrapped around his back on their own. My body began meeting him thrust for thrust like it had always known how to do this and had simply been waiting for the right moment. A light sheen formed across my skin. I could feel us trying to get closer even though there was no more space between us.
I found his chest with my hands. I rubbed up and down, letting my nails graze lightly along the middle, finding his nipples with my fingers.
"So tight," he said through his teeth. "I cannot get enough of you." He kissed me and I tasted myself on his lips and in that exact moment something sparked low in my stomach and began its slow determined journey through my whole body.
I shook my head and the last of the pain evaporated completely.
I felt free. That is the only word for it. Free.
He moved slowly and methodically, holding me tight, kissing along my neck, one arm moving inside me while the other supported my back. His rhythm intensified. I could feel him getting harder inside me and the hardness only added to everything I was already feeling. He moaned. I moaned. He moaned again. Neither of us could seem to get enough and my arms were everywhere and his arms held me so tight that I already knew when we finally reached that altitude we were going to fall back to earth completely wrecked.
I did not want him to let me go. I felt safe in a way I had not expected to feel tonight. I kissed him on his neck.
"You feel so warm," he whispered against my lips. "If you only knew how soft you are. Thank you for giving me this."
He kissed me and the kiss deepened as he moved slower inside me, both of us savoring the change in rhythm like we were not ready for this to be over.
I wanted to cry again. Not from pain this time. From the sheer shock of how different this was from everything I had ever imagined. He was so careful with my feelings, so attentive to every small thing my body did, that I could not hold it back.
"Am I hurting you?" he asked.
"No," I said. "You are just making me feel so good."
"Cadence I do not know how much longer I can hold out."
I matched his pace immediately and before long we were both roaring, our pleasure filling the room, our breathing gone completely shallow, sweat pouring off both our bodies. We hit that soaring high together and I am fairly certain that anyone walking along the beach below would have had serious concerns about what was happening in that room. Minutes later we were both in the same spot, absolutely still, trying to remember how lungs worked. We were practically glued together. I do not know how long we had been at it but the evidence was all over both of us.
"Damn Cadence," was all he could manage, still catching his breath.
I felt ambitious. I eased off him and removed the protection. He leaned back and watched me with a slow smile.
"Nice backside sweetheart," he said.
I smiled and crawled back and sat on top of him. I leaned down and kissed him softly. "You were right. I will always remember this. Thank you for making my first time so special."
"You are quite welcome," he said, kissing my neck and pulling me closer.
Let us just say I was completely happy for the rest of that night. Every single hour of it.
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