Chapter 39
"I love you," he declared once again put her back into bed and stretched her legs with him settling in between.
Sapphire bit her lip already knowing what was about to happen. Placing his hands on either side of her head, he bent and kissed her softly, tenderly, gently, passionately.
Her nipples turned to painful pebbles at the fire rekindling between them.
He bent slightly, pulled out the drawer and brought something out of it which Sapphire could not see but then held the packet out to her. "Here"
Sapphire frowned at it. "Don't worry and have any stray thoughts. I am not active on sex since a long time now. Like I told you before, you are the only one for me. These condoms were purchased long ago."
He winked but suddenly turned serious from his playful attitude. "I am sorry about my past. But believe me, if I could revert it, I would have done it much long ago. I may not be a virgin like you but I'm clean." He promised.
He kissed her lips again and whispered. "I will show you how you do.”
It was only then that her eyes were drawn to his dick or to use the right word, she would call it starstruck. Just when did he remove his pants?
It was huge. Holy Shit, where the hell was that going to fit? Sapphire was not frightened even when she had to face a pistol point blank aimed at her but for seeing his extra large, hard penis. He was right in one thing about her though every other information he knew about her was false. She had zero experience in sex though she is twenty seven years old.
Her boyfriend Carl had many times tried a number on her but she always kept him away. Yet she had no idea why she couldn't pull away from Carl. With him around, her body was no longer in her control as if it did not belong to her and reacted to every single touch of his like a moth attracted to a flame.
Carl chuckled at her wide-eyed expression. "Don't worry I am not a beast who is going to eat you. You stretch and I won't hurt you."
That didn’t soothe her fears. She found it very hard to believe she could accommodate that. A huge gulp went through her throat as if there was something struck inside.
Carl pushed away the hair kissing her cheeks. She looked angelic and pristine in every way possible. "I'll teach you how to open and remove a condom. If you ruin it, no sex. Understand?"
In a way Sapphire was happy, her mind relaxed at his declaration but her body jolted up dissatisfied even before commencement of the task.
Sapphire nodded with mixed feelings. "Hold it here in the center with your thumb and index finger," he began, demonstrating to her as if she was in a hands-on sex education class.
Sapphire chuckled within herself. She wasn't this attentive even during her training at NIA. When she questioned herself about her decision she found out she would not have it to fail in this class by any means.
"Using your other hand, situate your thumb and index finger right here at the corner and tear. Don't tear it off completely, just halfway. Then remove the latex."
She attended the training of self-defense classes, shooting and even using masks and make-ups to hide her real identity from the prime suspects but sex education was novel and peculiar though she was too late in having it at the age of twenty seven.
The goals in her life were clear in her mind since she entered her teens. Her parents never forced her to choose a certain profession but it was her dream to become a NIA officer. Since her childhood she had watched her father put on uniform, tuck the awards on the left side of his coat and his ranks stood proud on his shoulders.
There was bravery, valor, a feeling of pride in his eyes when he put on the uniform and since that day her goal was clear in her mind.
She took the packet and with steady concentration, did as instructed. He kissed her as a reward. "Good girl. Now hold it at the tip and gently roll it unto me. Don't let go of the tip until you've unrolled it completely."
Her eyes darted between his shaft and the condom dubiously. A kind of pensiveness combined with excitement was enveloped in her, a thrill with worry she wasn't able to put the right word for.
"Do it, Claire." He encouraged her. Gingerly, she complied, not missing Carl's sharp intake of breath in the process.
She blinked up at him when she finished the allotted task successfully and chewed on her bottom lip in anxiousness.
"You are perfect." He awarded her another kiss, a kiss that deepened and melded into a continuum of tongue-knotting passion.
She squirmed and arched beneath him, a slick heat between her thighs. What was that? Carl was introducing her to new feelings that she did not know existed in her.
He shifted his weight to one side, supporting himself on his right elbow, his other hand smoothing down her stomach, down into her slickness, fingers massaging her bud.
She moaned into his mouth, eager to experience that exhilarating feeling again.
He eased a finger inside her and the intrusion stung a bit. The feeling was awkward, because she never had anything inside her before, especially a man's finger. She shifted on his digit.
"Keep still…" he whispered against her lips, "I want this to be as painless as possible for you. So when you get used to the feel of my finger being inside of you, bite my lip and I’ll insert another, okay? I'm preparing you."
Sapphire's eyes moistened and worry inhabited his eyes “Are you alright Claire? Do you want me to stop it? You can always say it baby. I won't mind." He joined his forehead with hers in pain and pecked her lips.
He did not receive a response from her. When he was about to remove his finger she stopped him. "I want this.” She admitted leaving behind all her inhibitions.
Her heart pounded in her chest. Carl carefully moved his finger around inside her, and when her body started responding to his, it got hotter.
Delicately, he slid in another finger. She winced. But it wasn't all painful; it was a feeling of electrification inspired by intoxication, a strange sensation of being stretched but for the most part, it was pleasurable.
Carl worked his fingers in and out, and her eyes closed off, savoring the exquisite feel of his fingers inside her, knowing they were his and no one else’s. Her Carl, touching her so intimately.
She felt like crying—but only because she was deliriously happy. All too soon his fingers were out staring deep into her apprehensively in concern.
She could only nod occupied by the amorous entanglement and that gave him encouragement to proceed further.
Flashing her a smile he shifted above her, supporting his weight on his forearms. "Ready?"
"I think so. Yes." Sapphire fisted her hands in discomposure.
"You are not the first woman on earth who is doing this. Relax, so that the nerves in your nether regions losen and you enjoy this steamy endeavor." He patted her cheek.
His crest poked at her entrance as he lowered his lips to hers, whispering, "Don't stop kissing me." It was then she felt him, his wide head, pushing, crowning. Slow and controlled. His mouth held hers in a kiss as inch by inch he pressed into her.
She whimpered in his mouth at the burning sensation, but he ate all her cries, keeping her mind off the strange and intense pain. Soon, he was fully inside her, and her toes curled at the intrusion, her eyes pricking with unshed tears.
"I'm sorry, that this pains you." His eyes glistened with hers. But it pained her more seeing him hagridged than what she was.
He ate all her moans. Kissing away the pain. He stayed still above her, allowing her body to adjust to his interloping shaft. When her tense muscle began to relax, warming up to the feel of his size inside her, she nipped his lip following his previous instruction.
Comprehending, he began to move. Determinedly controlled. Slow, steady strokes. The stinging, burning, abrasive sensation began to subside, being supplanted by euphoric pleasure.
Sapphire instinctively thrust her hips up to receive his organ to go deeper into her. But it hurt.
"Don't," he said, always the one to take control and responsibility through a strained voice. "It is too soon to be avid."
Agreeing to his orders, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to be consumed by him. In no time, it was about to happen again. Her body grew more and more excited with each delicious thrust.
She cupped his face and demanded more of his tongue until she could no longer feel the bed beneath her, could no longer feel him in her arms, could no longer tell where she was.
In nirvana, her body vibrated, signaling her approaching orgasm and almost immediately she detonated. Jerking and pulsing and crying out as she came. Ripples and waves of pleasure washed over her, drowning her to a divine bliss.
More minutes passed and she finally came back to consciousness. She became aware of Carl's incrementally harder strokes and his muffled groans.
Losing all control, his elbows gave way as he fell on top of her and held her face fixed between his palms. Flexing in and out of her, his feral moans escaping down her throat, he kissed her like he was trying to rip her tongue away from her mouth.
With one hard plunge, bucked deep inside her, he stilled, mouth sucking hard her tongue. His body soon relaxed, and he stopped sucking.
It was then she felt the feeling. It stung. Hurt, even more now. But who was complaining? He pressed his face on the curve of her neck, and whispered to her skin, "uncontrollably in love with you…Claire."
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