Chapter 14
Oliver turned on the shower, and the water poured out. He reached for the bar soap handing on the wall, and he lathered it over my chest and shoulders, down to my hands. His hands ran over my breasts, and he gently caressed them, making me arch against him.
He took the cue and applied more pressure, massaging them and tugging at the nipple, which hardened into a tight bud once more. I moaned, but the sounds were ruffled out by the water rushing down from the shower. He carried on with his assignment, washing the rest of my body, between my legs, then moving on to my feet.
I took the soap from him to return the favour. I moved around him to first wash his back, and I ran
my fingers over the lines of his shoulder. Down to his broad back, I moved, then lower to his firm
ass. I didn’t mean for my hands to linger there; they felt right to touch and grab. He was my husband, and grabbing his ass whenever I wanted was now my legal right.
“There is nothing special at the back, Ela,” he groaned.
I giggled and moved down to wash his thighs, laps, and legs. I moved to the front, and I rubbed my foam–filled hand over his face because I wanted to get the impatient look off, and it worked.
Then I ran my hands down his neck and shoulders. I gave much focus to his ripped chest and his nipples, watching them react and harden to my touch. I didn’t get too distracted by my curiosity about his body and instead stuck to the important role I had before me: washing him up.
My hand moved down his abs to lather the soap, and then I moved on. I slowed down when I reached his waist, knowing what awaited me. He was harder than before and bigger. I didn’t know if my eyes were seeing correctly. He was real, and he would take me at some point. I felt chills rush through my body at the thought of him stretching me to fit his entire length.
I was torn between fear and courage but remembered his vow not to hurt me.
“Keep going, love; it won’t bite.” He said, and I could feel the smirk on his face.
I pulled myself out of the trap of thought to carry on with my duties. I rubbed my hand around his waist and then down the v–line that travelled between his legs, where his rod now stayed hard and throbbing.
My hands wrapped around him, and a thick moan left his mouth. I felt chills at his reaction, and I found it a major turn–on. Knowing I was responsible for making him feel good took me to a height I never thought existed. I wanted to keep stroking him, teasing him, and hearing those sounds from him, but that would mean not doing my job, washing him.
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I let go of his hard rod and proceeded to wash his thigh and his legs, which led to me getting onto my knees. I finished and glanced up at him but came face to face with his hardened cock.
I swallowed, and my mouth grew warm as if telling me the next line of action. I set the bottle of soap down and wrapped my hand around his hardness, moving it up and down a bit before taking what I could of him into my mouth.
“Ela! Fuckkkk!” He cussed and turned off the shower as if not wanting anything to get in the way of this. His reaction boosted my confidence because this was my first time doing it, and I thought it wouldn’t be good.
I applied my hand to stroke while I sucked, and that must have tricked him off because, “Ela, that’s enough.” He reached down and pulled me up. “I can’t cum yet, not this way, not on this special night.”
He captured my mouth in his and kissed me deeply and desperately. He blindly reached for the towel, folded not far away, and spread it over our bodies to dry us up. He pulled it away and threw it onto the hanger, not paying much mind to it, before sweeping me into his hands and carrying me
out.
He brought me back into the bedroom and lowered me into bed without breaking the kiss. His hand spread my legs apart so he could fit himself between them. His fingers touched me the way they did. earlier; only now, there was no barrier between us. I was wet, and his hand moved with ease, and this time, unlike then, he did something more. He pushed his finger inside me.
I whimpered as he broke the kiss, but before I could tell what was next, he slipped another finger and began to move in and out.
My eyes rolled to the back, and I gripped the bedsheets when he added the third finger with ease, twisting and stretching. His head dipped, and he took my nipple between his lips to suck delicately. My toe curled, and a soft growl left my mouth. My body contrasted from too much attention, and I elevated to the peak of something blissful and surreal because a few seconds later, I was shuddering all over from pleasure I couldn’t control. Oliver kept moving his fingers in and out until my vision returned, and I found him smiling proudly.
“You just came. That was beautiful, babe.”
All the fear I had earlier disappeared and now I wanted this man in me.
“Perfect, you are wet and ready now,” he said, pulling his fingers out. I mourned the loss of his touch, but not for long because it was replaced by something even bigger. It throbbed against me, almost desperate to invade.
My stomach tightened, but there was no backing out of this.
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Oliver placed my hands around his neck, “I’ll be gentle.” He repeated the promise he had made earlier in a whisper as he deepened the kiss before pushing into me.
Fuck, it hurts!
I hissed out, and my eyes stayed tightly shut, trying to get used to him.
“Relax, relax,” he carefully instructed, even as he stayed still.
I breathed through my mouth slowly and did as he said. The pain didn’t disappear, but I got used to it, hoping it would get better.
“Okay?”
I nodded. “Yes, keep going.”
He pushed further in, inch by inch, and I ignored the pain until none of him was left. He pulled out, only to go back in halfway and then go all the way. Maybe the pain faded, or maybe the pleasure grew, but my attention shifted, and I began to enjoy the rhythm as he moved in and out of me.
“I can’t be as gentle as I need to be, my love.” He said it desperately as he picked up the pace. “I am
sorry if I hurt you.”
It no longer hurt as it did earlier, but it was warm to know he was still thinking about me even though he was losing control. I kissed his arms around me and clung to him as if my life depended
on it.
“It’s fine, Olly. I need this, too. Don’t stop; I can take it.” I confessed and pressed a kiss on his chest.
I meant it; with every thrust, it hurt less. It could be because of how wet I was down there, or the job his fingers did there earlier, or the fact that I was edging towards another glorious height and would bear any pain that came along the way.
He needed to keep going for both of us.
He moved his face and captured my lips between his for what I would call a sloppy kiss. The angle was not the best, and it was shallow because of our movements, but I didn’t care. I kissed him, loving
the passion and intention behind it.
“I love you.” I must have heard him murmur right before I once again reached the height of
pleasure. I broke the kiss to draw a sharp breath.
Oliver was relentless in his pursuit of pleasure now, and with a few more thrusts, he reached his release, groaning and cussing.
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I pressed my face against his chest and placed a kiss thereon, not minding the sweat. He trembled for a few more seconds before he found control.
I felt proud that I experienced this much pleasure–proud that I brought him to this height. Tonight was perfect; it was everything I wanted–everything I thought it would be.
He cradled me into his arms and leaned in to kiss the side of my face and over my ear.
“I love you, baby.” He murmured into my ears; his voice vibrated against my skin, sending my heart into a frenzy.
I was glad there was no one before him, and I was sure there would be no one after him.
I was his, and he was mine from now until eternity.
“I love you too, Olly.”
Sleep came faster than I expected, and I had a smile on my face as my lashes fluttered.
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