Chapter 24
May 21, 2026 at 9:28 AM
I stepped into Jay's apartment and froze in shock, looking around. It looked like a courier service had robbed every flower boutique in the city—maybe even the whole district. I hadn’t been here in so long that it felt like a whole lifetime had passed since everything was good. This evening, it was like stepping back into our cloudless past.
“So many flowers… Be honest, Jay, are you bankrupt now?” I smirked, walking into the spacious living room literally buried in roses.
The cheeky brunette chuckled and shook his head, assuring me:
“Don’t worry about that, baby. I promise my income is enough for you to never need anything. And you haven’t even seen everything yet.”
My eyes widened involuntarily, and I whispered in fear:
“This… isn’t the limit of your floral madness?”
“A little patience, Bambi, and you’ll see for yourself soon,” my Romeo replied with a smile, laughing softly at my stunned expression. He took my hand and pulled me toward the bedroom.
The moment I crossed the threshold, I understood what he meant.
…Candles were burning everywhere. The entire floor and the wide bed, covered in black silk sheets, were strewn with scarlet rose petals. Their heady-sweet scent was already making my head spin slightly—along with his closeness as he stepped behind me, wrapping his arms around me from the back. He rested his head on my shoulder and whispered with a smile:
“Do you like it, fawn?”
“Jay, this is…” I froze in his strong embrace, completely at a loss for words to express everything I was feeling. Warmth spread through my chest, my eyes stung treacherously, and I turned to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Biting my lip to keep from crying, I whispered, “It’s beautiful, my love… So this is where you disappeared for half a day, leaving me at Lina’s mercy?”
“Sorry, baby,” he smirked, not looking the least bit guilty. He rubbed the tip of his nose against mine. “I just needed to prepare your main gift. Remember, I promised you our first night would be special…” he purred tenderly, brushing the hair from my neck and leaving a gentle kiss there.
I wanted to tell him that this long-awaited night would be special anyway because I was going to spend it with him, but he didn’t let me. He gently cupped my chin, tilted my face toward him, and covered my lips with his, not allowing me to think about anything but him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, rose onto my tiptoes, and obediently parted my lips under his soft pressure, melting from the tender trembling of his kisses. Jay tightened his hot palms around my waist and nudged me toward the bed, carefully lowering me onto it and hovering above me, never stopping the kiss for a moment.
What was happening between us right now felt like the most beautiful and right thing in the world. Feeling the intoxicating weight of his strong body pressing me into the silk sheets scattered with rose petals, and the scorching heat of his tender lips on mine, was so sweet that I helplessly moaned from the overload of sensations. I felt his satisfied smile against my lips and pulled him even closer, burying my fingers in the soft hair at the back of his head. Everything inside me clenched sweetly from his kisses alone—long, lingering, unbearably tender. He pressed his whole body against me, and the first hoarse moan escaped his parted lips.
I still couldn’t believe this was finally happening. My heart raced and skipped beats, but Jay was in no hurry. He slowly ran his open palms along my body and kissed me so unhurriedly and sensually, as if we had all the time in the world instead of just one night stolen from fate.
His lips smoothly slid from my chin down to my neck and collarbones. I reached for the buttons of my blouse, starting to undo them hastily. Jay pulled back slightly, watching me with a soft smile, but noticing how my fingers trembled with impatience, he mistook it for nerves and frowned. He gently covered my hands with his own, then leaned down and whispered against my parted, rapidly breathing lips:
“Let me do it, doll…”
I obediently froze, looking at him from under my lashes. He hid a smile in the corners of his soft lips, left a weightless kiss on mine, and began slowly unbuttoning my blouse. I had to admit—he was much better at it than I was.
Once it was fully unbuttoned, he lay down beside me, gently cupping my chin with warm fingers and kissing me unbearably tenderly on the lips. I hugged him, sighing softly as I pressed my whole body against him, and buried my fingers in the silky hair at the back of his head, gently squeezing and tugging the strands. This drew another hoarse moan from his lips, which dissolved into mine.
“Do you like it so much when I do that?” I smiled when he finally pulled away from my slightly swollen, sweetly tingling lips and pressed his hot forehead to mine.
“I like absolutely everything you do to me, Bambi… You drive me crazy…” he whispered hoarsely, stroking my cheek. “If only you knew how long I’ve wanted this…”
“Me too, darling… You have no idea how much this night means to me… Thank you… Thank you for everything…” I whispered almost soundlessly, drowning helplessly in his enchanting eyes and dissolving completely in their tenderness.
“You wanted me… I’m yours. I would do anything for you, baby…” he whispered hoarsely, gently taking the hand that was stroking his cheek, bringing it to his lips, and looking straight into my soul, leaving no doubt about the sincerity of his quiet words.
I bit my lip, feeling tears well up in my eyes again. Jay softly kissed the center of my palm, making everything inside me clench in a sweetly agonizing way, and murmured tenderly:
“Don’t be afraid of anything, my girl… You’ll feel so good with me…”
“I know…” I whispered barely audibly, “and I haven’t been afraid for a long time…”
Judging by the way his eyes flashed and darkened, that was exactly what he wanted to hear.
And we kissed again like crazy… Tenderly, passionately, madly… agonizingly sweet…
After what felt like an eternity, Jay pulled away from my lips with difficulty, only to tug his T-shirt off. I openly stared, mesmerized by how the candlelight cast bronze highlights across his tanned skin, where hard muscles rippled underneath. I licked my instantly dry lips, unable to tear my greedy gaze away.
Having gotten rid of the unnecessary clothing, Jay hovered over me again, bracing himself on his arms, and grinned playfully, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, what are you staring at, Bambi? You can touch,” he generously allowed.
Looking into his eyes and unable to resist the temptation, I reached out to feel his hot, velvety skin under my trembling fingertips. I traced downward from his broad shoulders, over his firm, sculpted chest and rock-hard, perfectly defined abs. But when my fingers hovered above the waistband of his jeans, he caught my hand, pressed it to his lips, and smirked faintly while gazing straight into my soul with eyes that had darkened almost to black.
That look was so scorchingly tender that I nearly gasped, drowning in his eyes that held only boundless adoration and love.
Jay was beautiful. And he excited me to the point of trembling.
“Do you like what you see, kitten?” my sweet sin whispered with a smile, kissing my wrist and then each finger one by one, never breaking eye contact. I nodded, enchanted, unable to look away.
“You… are just incredibly handsome, Jay… And you’re… only mine… right?” I whispered barely audibly, feeling his velvety soft lips brush weightlessly against my palm.
“True, my love… Forever yours…” he whispered, closing his eyes for a moment and breathing raggedly, as if trying to control the feelings overwhelming him—feelings that mirrored my own. At his quiet “forever,” my heart clenched painfully. I bit my lip so those words wouldn’t slip out—the ones we both knew too well: we might not have that forever he spoke of.
But I didn’t want to ruin the most beautiful night of my life with fears and anxiety, so I reached for him again, silently inviting him into my arms. He lay down beside me, possessively pulling me close, and captured my lips in a scorching kiss—so passionate and hot that all coherent thoughts scattered, leaving my head completely empty and light.
Kissing my beloved guy didn’t require thinking anyway.
Without breaking the kiss, he ran his palms over my shoulders, sliding the thin fabric down, then began trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses from my chin down to my collarbones. He kissed every inch of my exposed skin, leaving burning traces from his hot lips that I arched into, clutching his strong arms like the only anchor in this ocean of pleasure.
The strap of my bra slipped off my shoulder after his hand. He kissed my collarbones, making ragged, gasping breaths escape my parted lips more and more often.
God… I had waited so long for this…
And right now, I felt so good in his tender, careful hands that my eyes refused to open.
Having freed me from the blouse, Jay ran his palms along my waist, confidently hooking the waistband of my pants and pulling them down my legs, leaving me in just my underwear. But standing almost naked before him, I felt nothing but relief and a burning desire to be even closer to him— as close as physically possible.
As if sensing this and feeling the same, he leaned over me again, searing my lips with another deep, hot, unrestrained kiss. His hot palm settled on my breast, gently squeezing and stroking through the thin lace. I couldn’t hold back a quiet, sweet moan that dissolved against his smiling lips.
Jay began to descend with slow, lazy kisses down my neck, gently kneading my breast with his large palms. His parted, hot lips wandered over my collarbones and lower, kissing the burning skin above the thin, semi-transparent lace. My back arched when I finally felt his hot lips cover my breast, softly kissing and sucking through the fabric.
“God… it feels… so good…” slipped from my parted lips, dissolving into the silence of his dimly lit bedroom. This hot, hell-in-July sexual demon raised his head, hovered over me, and whispered hoarsely right against my lips:
“It’ll be even better, baby…”
“I’m holding you to that…” I whispered breathlessly, feeling the warmth of his breath on my lips, before another deep kiss silenced me.
My whole body burned from his skilled, sensual caresses. The lower part of my stomach twisted with agonizingly pleasant spasms, sending sweet shivers to the tips of my fingers. I wanted him so badly that my hands trembled, and he saw and felt it perfectly, but he continued to tease me, skillfully fanning the flames of my desire and slowly preparing me for the main event.
His hot lips descended down my neck again. I pulled him closer, breathing raggedly into a new scorching kiss he left on my parted lips.
“Jay, I… I… want more… Please…” I whispered, feeling my face burn again under his tender, understanding gaze.
But he only smiled softly and stroked my cheek.
“As much as you want, baby… Tonight is all for you…” he whispered against my lips, capturing them again in his sweet captivity and making me gasp, helplessly clutching his broad shoulders whose proud width had always fascinated me.
His palm slid under my back. I arched, letting it through so he could unhook my bra. He did it so easily and confidently, as if he’d done it his whole life. I couldn’t help smiling and sighed in relief when he finally freed me from the thin lace that now seemed completely unnecessary.
I wanted to feel all of him, skin to skin, lips to lips, with no barriers between us. I fleetingly thought that not long ago I would have felt shy and tried to cover myself, but now I didn’t want to hide from Jay at all. I wanted… him to look at me… to touch me, stroke me, caress me… I wanted… to belong to him… Only to him.
His admiring, darkened gaze slid over my body like a scorching velvet caress. I involuntarily blushed and bit my lip, still embarrassed like the first time he saw me naked. But he didn’t stare for long. He simply smiled softly, pulled me to him again, and covered me with his magnificent, trained body, breathing hoarsely against my lips:
“You’re beautiful, Rose…”
Then came more dizzying kisses of impossible sweetness, driving me insane with their fervor and making moans escape my lips far more often than sighs.
Jay knew exactly what he was doing and skillfully stoked my desire, gently squeezing my breast and kissing my neck hotly. He alternated tender, almost weightless touches with greedy, overtly possessive ones, quietly whispering how much he wanted me. I could already feel it from how fast and uneven his breathing was and how tightly he pressed his hot, strong body against mine.
After leaving another sweet kiss on my lips, he slowly moved lower, inexorably approaching my bare breasts that craved his caresses. I bit my lip, breathing raggedly and clutching his strong shoulders convulsively when I finally felt his hot, wet lips on them. He gently squeezed the other breast with his hand, teasing the hardened nipple with his thumb and carefully pinching it. A half-choked sob and a barely audible “More… please…” escaped my lips.
And my beloved gave me everything I asked for that night, just as he had promised.
His hot, soft lips lazily wandering over my breasts sent an unbearable, languidly sweet heat through my blood. I burned with him that night, dissolving in his tenderness and losing myself in him without a trace.
I desperately wanted to stop time so I could stay here with him forever, so dawn would never come again. But time kept moving, counting out the agonizingly sweet minutes of our intimacy and making them part of our eternity, forever written in the stars. Jay continued purposefully and expertly driving me crazy with hot kisses and hoarse whispers, pressing more and more insistently against me with his firm hips in half-unbuttoned jeans that he still hadn’t removed. I could already clearly feel his arousal, which made me weaken even more.
I ran my palms up his strong back to his broad shoulders, unconsciously scratching them with my nails from the pleasure flooding my body. When his hot lips covered my breast again, he pinned my hands to the bed and intertwined our fingers in an ancient possessive gesture, silently showing who was in charge. He smirked lazily, barely brushing my parted lips with his own in a teasing, weightless, tender way, catching my ragged, indignant sigh. I wanted him to kiss me the way only he could—strongly… deeply… dominantly… until my knees buckled and I saw stars… But instead he rubbed his nose against mine and whispered with a smile:
“Did my kitten let out her claws?”
“Jay…” escaped my lips in a breathless half-whisper.
“What?” he smiled, almost touching my lips with his.
“I… can’t wait any longer…” I finally admitted, realizing that if he kept teasing me without moving on to the main event, the bed would simply catch fire beneath me.
But he only smiled softly, his enchanting eyes sparkling. He stroked my cheek and whispered hoarsely:
“Don’t rush, sweetheart… We have the whole night ahead…”
And again his hot, tender lips confidently drove me crazy. I arched into them as they slowly slid over my body. Jay intensified his assault more and more, intoxicating me with himself, not letting me come to my senses or think about anything except him and how good I felt in his strong hands—hands that confidently chased away all my fears and left only insane desire, liquid fire blazing in my blood, enveloping me entirely, making me tremble from head to toe and melt in his arms.
The lower part of my stomach burned with fire, twisting in agonizingly sweet spasms. Between my legs I was already wet beyond decency. I burned as if in a fever, aching with the insane desire to belong to him. I wanted him inside me… all the way… and the strength of that desire made my hands tremble as I gripped his shoulders harder.
Noticing this, he pulled back slightly and frowned, catching my trembling fingers in his palm. He kissed each one and whispered with concern:
“Why are you shaking, honey? Are you that nervous?”
I smiled weakly and shook my head.
“No, it’s just… you affect me like this… I’m going crazy for you, Jay…”
Hearing that, he smiled so unbearably tenderly that my heart clenched. Pressing his forehead to mine, he whispered hoarsely:
“Then… let’s go crazy together…”
Insane desire captured us completely again, and the long winter night hid us under its velvet dark cover from the whole world…
Descending with light, unhurried kisses down my body, he confidently pulled off the last thin lace remaining on me. I shuddered, biting my lip, when his hot palms settled on my knees, gently squeezing them and spreading my legs apart.
“Look at me, my love…” his hoarse, insinuating half-whisper reached my ears. I obeyed his soft command, opening my eyes and meeting his dark gaze—so scorching and piercing that my heart stopped for a second.
Jay hovered over me, bracing on his arms, and seared my lips with another hot kiss. He whispered hoarsely into them:
“Don’t be afraid of anything, baby… Trust me, okay? Don’t worry about anything…”
I nodded, enchanted, looking at him. He smiled softly, then descended with unhurried, soft kisses down my body and confidently spread my legs, kissing my thigh and looking at me from under his lashes with a cheeky boyish smile.
Only then did I realize what he was about to do, and I unconsciously tensed again—we hadn’t done this in a very long time. But Jay immediately sensed it and smiled softly, purring hoarsely:
“Relax, kitten… Don’t get so nervous… Trust me, I know what you need…”
His deep, heavy voice acted on me like a drug. I had less and less strength to object with every second he looked at me like that—so piercingly and tremblingly tenderly, soothing… making me trust him… And I surrendered, just as he wanted, yielding to him as I always did. For every “no” of mine, he always had a confident “yes.”
“That’s it, my good girl… Close your eyes and enjoy…” my Romeo purred in my ear, leaning over me and leaving a wet kiss beneath it before descending with the same kisses… lower… lower… lower…
…until I felt his warm lips where I hadn’t felt them in a very long time.
And it was… so incredibly pleasant that my whole body felt like it had been struck by electricity from the very first soft touch. I moaned, unconsciously lifting my hips toward his lips and clenching the silk sheet in my fists.
Noticing this, Jay covered my hands with his large, warm palms and gently pried my fingers from the sheet. Instead, he intertwined them with his in that ancient possessive gesture. I moaned again as his tongue began circling my clit, feeling the lower part of my stomach literally burning with fire and sweet shivers running through every cell of my powerless body.
I felt like a rag doll that Jay could do whatever he wanted with. And he did…
…He made me feel so good that I completely lost touch with reality, gasping from the sweet tremors and moans in his strong, confident hands. It seemed it couldn’t get any better, but when he intensified his assault, adding his fingers to his lips and tongue, I was hit by such a powerful wave of pleasure that my moan sounded too loud even to me. My back arched, my trembling fingers wove into his soft hair, unconsciously pulling his head closer. I shuddered with my whole body, breathing fast and shallow, almost gasping.
Letting me fully enjoy the long-awaited orgasm, he left one last light kiss on the inside of my thigh and lay down beside me, pulling me close. I only came back to myself when I felt his soft kisses on my temples, cheeks, and chin, and heard the smile in his low, velvet voice as he whispered:
“Did you like it, my love?”
“Are you even asking? I… still… can’t come back to myself…” I whispered, biting my already bitten lips from the recent moans.
Hearing that, Jay smiled softly, leaned over me, and left another soft kiss on my trembling parted lips. Then he grew serious and whispered quietly:
“Then maybe… we should stop here?”
Hearing that, I panicked desperately and clutched his forearms, shaking my head and whispering feverishly:
“No… No, please… You promised me…”
“Shh… shh, my girl… I’m not going back on my promise. It will be exactly as you want… And if you still want to go all the way, then I’m all yours…” he whispered tenderly and covered my lips with his—hot and soft—kissing me so greedily and passionately that my head spun and the lower part of my stomach sweetly tightened.
Pulling away from my lips, Jay shifted back slightly, rising, and only then did I notice he was still wearing his jeans.
“You… why are you still dressed?” I gasped in surprise.
Jay chuckled and shrugged, looking at me with a carefree boyish smile.
“Well… I was just afraid you’d change your mind about becoming a woman with me and decide to run away like usual. And chasing skittish virgins while naked… isn’t very convenient.”
Oh God… Jay stayed true to himself even in such an intimate moment. I bit my lip to keep from laughing, but a quiet giggle still escaped, then another and another. I finally couldn’t hold it in and laughed, covering my face with my hands while hearing his warm, low laughter above my head.
This slightly cooled the white-hot atmosphere in his dimly lit bedroom, but when I lowered my hands from my burning face, I simply lost the ability to speak. In that short time, my Romeo had silently slid off the bed and… completely undressed.
My enchanted gaze greedily slid over his slender, athletic body, which was truly magnificent. But the moment my eyes dropped lower from his broad proud shoulders, sculpted torso, and defined abs—I stopped breathing. My palms grew sweaty, my mouth went dry, because… Jay hadn’t lied or exaggerated when he said there were many centimeters. And… Oh my God… There really were a lot. Even too many.
After that memorable night when he tied me up and made me give him a blowjob, we hadn’t done anything like this again, and I had already forgotten how… big he was. And I… was still a skittish virgin, so I couldn’t handle the intensity. I looked away and covered my burning face with my hands again, burying myself in the pillow with a quiet, embarrassed squeak.
But a moment later the bed dipped under his weight as Jay lay down beside me. I heard the smile in his muffled, warm voice as he whispered hoarsely:
“Hey, baby, what happened?”
I shook my head, squeaking something incoherent and flatly refusing to move my hands from my face, though Jay clearly wasn’t going to let it go.
“Bambi… What is it? Maybe you’ll look at me after all?” he whispered tenderly, moving closer.
I shook my head again. Even though I knew I looked incredibly stupid, I couldn’t help it.
“Why not, baby?” I shuddered at his temptingly velvet half-whisper right beside me and felt the touch of his soft lips to my wrists as Jay, like a curious cat, persistently tried to peek where he shouldn’t.
“It’s… too big,” I finally croaked. The next moment his hoarse laugh sent a new wave of goosebumps down my spine.
“Silly girl… It’s not as big as it seems to you,” Mr. Gigantic… ahem… whispered with a teasing smile.
“Yes, you’re right. It’s not big. It’s… IT’S JUST HUGE!” I stubbornly insisted.
But he had a counterargument for that too.
“Trust me, darling, you’ll definitely appreciate it in the future,” Jay assured me, a smile threading through his velvet voice.
Right now it was very hard for me to believe that.
“It won’t fit inside me,” I sighed doomedly. After that, Jay couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing loudly, falling back onto the pillows. I finally opened my eyes, lowered my hands from my face, and met his laughing, warm gaze.
“Hey!” I hissed indignantly, smacking his shoulder. “What’s so funny?!”
“Your fears, kitten,” he whispered tenderly, lying on his side with his hand under his head and not taking his warm, adoring eyes off me. Then he reached out and weightlessly ran his fingertips over my burning cheek, making my lashes flutter and nearly close from that weightless, careful tenderness.
But I was still insanely nervous, so I pouted, biting my lip, and grumbled:
“And what’s so funny about them?”
“Everything,” he simply replied with a too-understanding half-smile.
I sighed heavily again. Seeing that I didn’t share his amusement, Jay moved closer, pulled me to him, and hugged me tightly. I obediently froze in his reliable embrace, breathing raggedly and burying my face in his chest.
“Darling…” he said with a quiet smile. “You remember that I’m a doctor and I know everything about the female body, right?”
“Everything-everything?” I mumbled, pressing even tighter against him and warming myself with his heat. He gently cupped my chin with his fingers, lifting my face toward him, and I fell captive to his enchanting eyes again.
“Everything-everything, baby,” he leaned in, rubbed his nose against mine, and lightly kissed the tip, finally making me smile and relax a little.
But I still asked warily:
“And… what are you trying to say?”
“Well…” Mr. Know-It-All’s eyes sparkled. He grinned cheekily and completely hooligan-like, leaned close, and whispered confidentially in my ear, “For example, that the vagina is very elastic and stretches to the size of a baby’s head during childbirth. And the head of a penis is much, much smaller, so… you have absolutely nothing to worry about, Bambi.”
His hoarse laugh tickled my neck along with his warm breath. Hearing that, I smacked his shoulder and squeaked indignantly:
“God, Jay! Only you could think of saying something like that at a moment like this!”
But he laughed softly again, then fell back onto the pillows, pulling me with him. Relaxing with a smile, he purred while stroking my back:
“Well, I had to calm you down somehow, and that’s a scientifically proven fact well known to doctors… Trust me, baby, you have absolutely nothing to fear.”
I sighed so heavily that even the neighbors on other floors probably heard it, but Jay only chuckled cheerfully and pulled me even tighter, kissing the top of my head and whispering:
“So, darling? Did I manage to convince you, or maybe… you changed your mind and we can just cuddle and go to sleep?”
That suggestion had a very sobering effect on me. I realized that if I backed out now, I would probably never get what I had wanted for so long. All this time, while I mentally talked myself out of being such a coward, Jay watched me attentively with a tender, patronizing smile, not pushing me at all and letting me make the decision myself. Finally, having decided and taking a deep breath to calm down, I hugged him, buried my face in his warm neck, and whispered:
“No, I haven’t changed my mind, but… Just do it quickly, okay?”
Jay chuckled and buried his hand in my loose hair, authoritatively and confidently pulling me flush against him. Then, with one smooth, barely noticeable movement, he flipped me onto my back and hovered over me, still smiling in that hooligan way.
“That’s exactly what I can’t promise you, kitten… Because I, on the contrary, am going to do THIS very… very slowly…”
I blushed, feeling a sweet, exciting shiver of anticipation run down my spine and settle as a warm heaviness deep inside. Still, I gave him a reproachful look and whispered:
“You know what I mean.”
Jay smiled tenderly, growing serious again. He stroked my cheek and whispered hoarsely:
“Of course I do, baby… And don’t worry, I know what I’m doing… So remind me again, what are you afraid of? That it… won’t fit?” he smirked, rubbing the tip of his nose against mine.
I rolled my eyes, not dignifying him with an answer. My Romeo chuckled quietly and whispered:
“Trust me, I’ll make sure it fits and make you feel very… very good…”
His sensual, alluring lips hovered a breath away from mine. I wanted his kisses again—I had already missed them while we discussed whether his equipment would fit inside me or not, instead of just checking in practice. As if guessing my thoughts, Jay whispered tenderly, stroking my cheek:
“What can I do to calm you down, Bambi? Maybe if I kiss you, you’ll stop being so nervous?”
“Maybe,” I graciously agreed after a second and added with a sigh, “But… I’m afraid that if I look down again, I’ll lose all my confidence.”
Jay bit his lip, hiding a mischievous smile and trying his hardest not to laugh again. After a few moments he got himself under control, leaned over me, cupped my face with warm palms, and whispered tenderly:
“Then… look into my eyes. Only into my eyes, remember?”
I nodded, not taking my gaze off his handsome, focused face. He smiled with the corners of his lips, leaned down, and gently covered my lips with his.
Those tender lips drove me crazy again in seconds, making me forget all my silly fears and stop doubting. Having intoxicated me with long, hot kisses and brought me to a state of complete speechless submission, Jay pulled back only once—to get a condom from the nightstand. Then he lay on top of me again, spreading my legs with his knee and pulling my hips closer to him. I involuntarily shuddered and bit my lip when I felt him gently but insistently press between my spread thighs.
“Relax, my girl… just relax… I’ll be very careful, I promise…” he whispered hoarsely against my lips, scorching them with his ragged hot breath, and softly ordered, “Hold on to me, baby. You can scratch and bite if it hurts, just don’t let go, got it?”
A new deep kiss burned my lips as I nodded and obediently wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He rocked his firm hips, pressing into me again and confidently entering my body. I shuddered and unconsciously clenched, quietly moaning into his lips from the unfamiliar pressure between my thighs, which instinctively wanted to close. But Jay didn’t let me, pressing me even tighter and continuing to kiss me, thereby distracting me from what he was doing below.
And he really… knew what he was doing. The sensations were unfamiliar but strangely exciting. I nearly gasped at my own moan when he pushed deeper, entering halfway, and whispered hoarsely, barely pulling away from my lips:
“Shh… Quiet, my love… Quiet… Everything’s okay… Don’t clench so hard… Relax… Spread your legs wider and just relax…”
And I did everything he said, feeling how everything below gradually opened under his gentle pressure. His hot lips wandered over my neck, collarbones, and breasts, but always returned to my parted lips—moaning and gasping—while he continued moving slowly, pressing in and then retreating, contrary to my request not to rush, giving me time to get used to the new unfamiliar sensations.
I didn’t let go of him for a moment, needing his kisses like air, and Jay gave me everything I silently asked for—kissing, caressing, and gradually increasing the amplitude of his thrusts. Finally he entered fully, moaning hoarsely, and pressed his hot forehead to my shoulder, holding me tightly.
I felt something tear inside, but there was almost no pain. With a quiet sigh I wrapped my arms around his neck and left a light kiss on his shoulder. Jay froze, not moving at all and barely breathing. Only his heart beat fast—fast—under my palms. Then he pulled back slightly, hovered over me on his arms, and looked into my eyes with concern.
“How are you, my love?.. Does it hurt a lot?..” he whispered hoarsely, weightlessly stroking my cheek.
“A little, but… Everything’s good, Jay… everything… is good…” I smiled and covered his hand with mine, kissing his palm.
Relief and tenderness flooded his midnight gaze. He leaned down, gently kissing me on the lips, and whispered hoarsely:
“You’re such a good girl… and it won’t hurt anymore, I promise… Hold me tighter, baby… I’ll do everything so that tonight in my arms you feel only pleasure…”
I smiled and, with a quiet, satisfied sigh, wrapped my arms around his neck, offering my lips for unhurried tender kisses. I pressed my whole body against him, and that tender, patronizing “you’re such a good girl” that he so often called me hit me straight in the heart and stayed there forever. It awakened all the butterflies that now always fluttered under my skin when he was near. And when he was inside me… they simply went crazy.
Jay began moving again—first slowly and smoothly, still afraid of causing me unnecessary pain—but gradually he picked up the pace and increased the depth of his thrusts, penetrating almost to the hilt. This made my legs spread wider and more explicit moans fly from my well-kissed lips. I was sure I would be very embarrassed about them in the morning, but not now… not now, when overwhelming pleasure from the long-awaited intimacy with my beloved man had pushed everything else aside.
“Don’t hold back, my love… Moan for me…” he whispered hoarsely, scorching my lips with deep hot kisses. “…don’t worry… only I can hear your moans… And I want to hear all of them… I want to hear how good you feel with me…”
And I moaned helplessly, feeling how his soft, deep thrusts made everything inside me clench sweetly and melt, making me lose myself in him without a trace, no longer understanding where I ended and he began.
But Jay wanted not only to hear but to see. His hoarse whisper burned my lips when he softly ordered:
“Look at me, Rose…” I obediently opened my eyes, gasping at his gaze that pierced straight through me.
And God… How he looked at me… So… piercingly… And so tenderly it gave me goosebumps.
…Everything about him drove me crazy that long-awaited endless night…
…The way he moved—slowly and smoothly at first, letting me get used to him, but gradually intensifying the assault…
…The way he looked at me, never looking away, penetrating the hidden depths of my soul with his blazing dark gaze as if he wanted to claim it forever…
…The way he breathed—ragged and fast, sometimes breaking into hoarse, muffled moans that made everything inside me flare up and tremble…
…The way he kissed, leaning down and capturing my lips in his hot sweet captivity, hovering over me, bracing on strong arms and intertwining our fingers in that ancient possessive gesture, making me feel so much at once that I only helplessly writhed beneath him on the rumpled sheets, gasping with moans and going crazy from the waves of sweet unfamiliar tremors shaking my body and the desire to be even closer to him, even though we were already one.
His hot lips wandered over my breasts, showering them with feverish, messy kisses and scorching them with hot breath, making me squeeze his shoulders harder and bury my fingers in his soft dark hair. Jay pressed his whole hot, strong body against me, caressed, stroked, kissed, and claimed me in the most explicit way, thrusting his hips into mine, breathing fast and shallow, not even thinking of stopping.
His tender whispers and quiet breathing were lost in my hair. Hot kisses burned my neck. His strong body pressed so close that I felt all of him—above me, around me, and inside me. He was so hot that I simply melted beneath him, burning my fingers on his velvety skin and losing myself in his tenderness.
It seemed the world beyond his blue bedroom had simply disappeared, and in the entire universe there were only the two of us and this endless sweet night in which all my dreams had finally become reality.
My hips moved in rhythm with his, but when I unconsciously pushed back to press closer and hasten release, he only smiled softly, distracting me with tender kisses, and instead slowed down, moving unhurriedly and smoothly—which simply drove me insane. His velvet half-whisper barely broke through my pleasure-clouded consciousness:
“Don’t rush, sweetheart… I’ve waited for you so long… Let… let me enjoy you…”
I had no choice but to obey him again, submissively following him in this sensual ancient dance where he led and was so amazingly good at it.
Jay tilted his head, sliding his parted hot lips down my neck without stopping his rhythmic deep thrusts for a moment. I moaned muffledly at the feeling of his unbearably hot lips closing around my breast. I arched into him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pulling him closer, burying my fingers in the soft dark hair at the back of his head. He growled low, thrusting especially deep and making me nearly gasp. I squeezed his silky dark strands with trembling fingers. Then he smiled, stole a fleeting kiss from my parted lips, and whispered hoarsely into them:
“Does it feel good, sweetheart..?”
I barely nodded, as I was no longer capable of anything else in that moment, but he didn’t need to hear the answer. Everything was clear to him from my glazed eyes and my fast, completely broken breathing, which I could no longer control—nor the sweet helpless moans that flew from my lips in response to every movement of his.
And he saw and understood all of it perfectly, breathing hoarsely:
“Enjoy, my love… Let go and just enjoy… don’t fight it… don’t try to control it… I’ve got you, as always… I’ve got you… fly with me…”
And I believed him unconditionally. He purposefully and expertly drove me crazy with hot kisses and hoarse whispers, pressing into me with his firm hips, and raggedly whispered right against my lips:
“My tender girl… Now only mine…”
And I really was his. Finally… his. Completely, without a trace.
The lower part of my stomach twisted with unbearably pleasant spasms from every thrust. Between my legs it was so wet that the wildly arousing wet sounds mixed with our ragged breathing and sweet moans filled the dimly lit blue bedroom. Jay moved rhythmically and measuredly, and soon it seemed I could no longer withstand such a dose of pleasure and would simply fly out of my own body.
I wandered my palms over his broad, strong back, feeling the steely muscles tense under his velvety skin with every movement, and kissed his shoulders, feeling everything below clench sweetly, stretching and taking him completely.
Jay gradually increased the pace, more and more often breaking into powerful, deep, ragged thrusts, almost losing control. The pleasure from intimacy with him grew like a snowball, but I was completely unprepared for it to hit me so soon and so strongly. I helplessly moaned and arched in his arms, unconsciously digging my nails into his shoulders when I felt my inner muscles begin to spasm convulsively around him. A hot, agonizingly sweet wave rapidly spread through my whole body.
These sensations, in their strength and brightness, were unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
Jay felt it too and froze for a moment, kissing my neck and whispering hoarsely:
“That’s it, baby… My good girl…”
Then his thrusts became even more powerful, turning almost into pounding. A couple of seconds later he came too with a hoarse moan, pressing his hot forehead to my shoulder, breathing heavily and holding me tightly.
…I floated for a long time in impossibly pleasant weightlessness, holding him tightly and feeling the storm inside gradually calm. I felt so good that I didn’t even have the strength to open my eyes. And this unbearably tender winter night, when Jay made me his, became the best night of my life, forever remaining in my memory and heart…
