Chapter 14 - Sara
What the fuck am I doing?
I know I’ve had way too much to drink, and I shouldn’t be making any life-altering decisions at this point, but the warmth I feel for Shawn seems real. It feels like safety, and I don’t want this night to end.
I take his hand and lead him through the house, nerves and excitement running through my blood in equal measure. Even though there is fear in me, I also feel completely safe.
I’ve never been close with a man before. They always laughed at me because of my weight, and I learned to hide away. But Shawn thinks I’m beautiful.
As we reach the bedroom, I turn to look at him, and his eyes are devouring me, roaming up and down my body as if he is feasting on the sight of me. The intensity of his gaze turns me on more than I thought possible, as if years of pent-up frustration have suddenly been set free.
Reaching out, I touch his cheek, tilting his face up to me. The only light comes from a small lamp by the bed, and his green eyes look dark and shadowed.
“Kiss me,” I murmur, the whisper barely stirring the air.
Shawn takes a step closer and cups my cheek gently with one strong hand. His finger traces my jaw gently as he tilts my face towards him and leans towards me.
Just like before, he grazes my lips with his, feather-light, before pressing his mouth more firmly to mine. I feel lost, having no idea what to do, so I let my lust instruct me, running my hands over his body and starting to squirm against him as the kiss deepens.
Shawn grabs my waist and pulls me towards him, groaning as his arms go around my waist and he reaches down to squeeze my ass. He gasps softly between kisses, diving back down to explore my mouth with his tongue and caress my lips with his.
A fierce ache throbs between my legs, sending waves of fire to my clit, up my belly, and to my nipples. The longer Shawn kisses me, the worse the pounding gets, making me squirm against him desperately as I try to satisfy it.
I pull back a little, gasping for air. Shawn’s face is blank, his eyes wide. Hesitantly, his hand comes up to stroke my cheek.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers.
Pain lances through my chest, and my eyes burn, just a little.
I’ve always dreamed of a man who would say these words to me, and mean them. I just never thought it could be real…as if I wouldn’t believe it, even if it was right in front of me.
But I do believe him!
My hands tighten on his shoulders, and I pull him close again, kissing him and writhing against him. Shawn’s hands roam over my body, squeezing my hips, ass, and breasts, making me cry out with surprise as new sensations bombard me from the inside out.
I’m almost shivering with need when he pulls back from me, looking at me with that ferocious, hungry gaze. He traces his fingers across my shoulders, teasing the straps of my dress.
“Take it off,” he whispers.
I reach up to touch the straps, sliding them down my arms but holding the gown against my breasts, suddenly shy. Even though I don’t want to admit my lack of experience, I also want him to know the truth before we go further.
“I’ve never done this before,” I admit.
Shawn’s gaze snaps up from my breasts to my face. I see his eyes widen in surprise.
“Never?”
“Never,” I answer, shaking my head.
“Do you want to stop?”
“No,” I say, feeling the heat singing through my blood, making my body throb in all the right places. “I’ve never felt this way before.”
“Me either.”
“Come on,” I giggle. “You don’t expect me to believe that, do you?”
“Sara,” he says, touching my cheek gently. “I’ve never been the kind of guy who just gets around, believe me. I’ve had encounters for sure. But it never felt like this.”
“Never?”
“Never. I promise.”
I keep looking into his eyes, and his expression is so open and honest, it almost breaks my heart.
“I really feel something for you, Shawn. I don’t know what it is, yet, but I think you might be different from any man I’ve ever met.”
“I can pretty much guarantee that,” he says, chuckling.
“Okay,” I say, my shyness returning. “Just…be gentle with me, okay? I don’t know how any of this works.”
“Oh my God, Sara,” he says, brushing my hair back from my face. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I promise you, I would never, ever hurt you. If you really want to give yourself to me, I will take care of you every step of the way.”
“Okay,” I choke out, my eyes stinging again. I hold my hands against my chest for a second more, then drop them to my sides, letting the gown fall.
Shawn’s eyes fall with it, and his breathing quickens the second he sees my huge breasts. He bends down and covers them with his hands, squeezing them and groaning softly as he drops to his knees to bury his face between them.
I lean my head back, focusing on the sensations that flood through me.
His lips and tongue tracing my nipples bring warm rushes of pleasure through me, making the place between my legs ache even more.
When he digs his fingers into my flesh and squeezes, sharp waves of pleasure crash into me, making me moan and pull him closer to me.
Shawn wraps his left arm around my waist, pulling me towards him as his other hand runs up my thigh, pushing up my skirt.
I feel his hot tongue circle my nipple, and as his lips clamp firmly around it, his hand reaches my pussy.
As his fingers rub against my clit, the aching heat inside me throbs through my entire body, making me gasp and writhe in his grip.
Shawn groans as he bends me in his grip, his hot breath slick against the trails he makes against my nipples with his tongue. His left arm clamps around me like a vice as his other hand teases my pussy, his fingers teasing the slick wet lips and rubbing firmly against my throbbing clit.
With a soft sound of pleasure, Shawn tightens his grip and lightly pushes one finger inside. Pleasure spikes through me, making me jump and cry out. As if in response to my movement, Shawn sinks his teeth into my breast, groaning with rapture.
Sensations collide in me, borne on a wave of intense adrenaline. The sharp point of pain from his teeth screams through everything else, making me struggle and push him away. Shawn staggers back, looking up at me with a blank expression, his eyes dark and focused.
“I’m sorry,” he gasps. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
“I think you did,” I answer, breathing heavily.
“Okay, maybe I did,” he says, smiling gently. “I’m sorry if I scared you.”
“You didn’t really scare me,” I answer, trying to examine my feelings. “I was just surprised.”
“Was it a bad surprise?”
Shawn’s smile grows a little, and I have to admit that the raw desire and predatory light in his eyes is actually turning me on even more.
I let my breathing settle, focusing on the sensations in my body, and I realize the little point of pain on my breast has already faded, and it throbs with the same aching pleasure infusing the rest of my body.
“No,” I answer. “I think it was a good surprise.”
“That’s good then,” Shawn says, stepping towards me and lightly running his hand down my cheek. “I’ll be more careful.”
He kisses me softly, and the light touch of his lips on mine sends the fire under my skin racing like a flash flood. My nipples burn, tightening into hot points, and the throbbing between my legs and the heat in my thighs increase until it obliterates all thought.
“More,” I mumble, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him towards me, kissing him harder. Shawn wraps his arms around my waist, reaching down to grab my ass and grinding against me, until I can feel his hard cock rubbing against my clit through the clothes.
When I’m writhing against him, almost senseless from the bombardment of pleasure, he guides me to the bed, pushing me down so I’m sitting on the edge. He stands up straight and pulls his shirt over his head, the pale light rippling across his lean build and strong muscles.
Jesus Christ, he’s fucking hot!
I watch him push my skirt up my thighs as he settles between my legs, and my nerves return, mingling with the excitement—and the brandy. I tremble with uncertainty.
“Just relax,” he says. “Lay back.”
I slowly stretch out, feeling his hands on my knees. I feel his lips caressing my thighs as he moves closer to my pussy, the ache inside me intensifying with every soft touch.
When his tongue touches my hot, throbbing clit, I gasp out loud, smothering a sharp cry. Shawn’s hands dig into my thighs as he pushes my legs apart, devouring me, his lips and tongue sliding down to lap deep into me.
I squirm under him, feeling the pressure building inside.
He keeps me pinned with his hands on my thighs as I writhe, his tongue lashing deep inside me.
When the pleasure reaches an incredible peak, he suddenly moves to my clit, sucking on it and punishing it with his slick lips, and the tide inside me finally breaks into a massive, exploding wave of mind-altering joy.
When my breathing finally starts to slow, I open my eyes to see Shawn leaning over me, looking at me with a soft smile. I reach up and touch his face, feeling dull, lazy, and—amazingly—still horny.
“Are you alright?” he asks.
“Wonderful,” I reply. “That was…amazing.”
“That’s just the beginning,” he says.
He reaches down, and I feel him setting between my legs, touching my thighs gently, then running his hands up over my hips. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my pussy, teasing at my slick folds.
“Do you want me?” he asks.
Heat and longing rush through me, and I know that whatever else happens in this life, if I say no now, I will regret it forever.
“Yes,” I whisper. “I want you.”
Shawn kisses me, his lips light at first, then becoming more demanding.
I open up under him, warmth rushing down my spine, making me open my legs and thrust my hips towards him.
I feel him reach down and grab his cock, rubbing against me for a split second as he finds the right place, then slowly sinking into me.