24. Henrik
TWENTY-FOUR
HENRIK
Watching Carina’s eyes go wide at her first sight of me completely naked, I almost laugh. But her worried comment silences me. She sounds scared.
“Don’t worry, gorgeous,” I say, softening my tone. “I’ll fit. We’ll go slow. If it hurts, tell me and I’ll stop.” Hurting her is the last thing I want to do.
She nods, but still looks uneasy. “Okay,” she whispers before I crawl back onto the bed.
Moving beside her, I roll to my side and then pull her to me. Facing each other, I tenderly kiss her lips. “I want you to know that I won’t hurt you. If anything feels uncomfortable, please tell me, and we’ll figure it out.” Carina sets her hand on my chest and nods.
Reaching down, I grab her thigh and position it over mine.
The movement opens her up. I drag her closer so our bodies are flush.
The heat being exchanged between us is unreal.
My pulse pounds as I pull her lips to mine.
She wraps her small hands around my neck, pulling me closer.
I drag my fingertips down her side. When I reach her hips, I detour to her heated center.
When she flexes her hips forward, my thick fingers push through her wet folds, and I groan.
Plunging them inside, I scissor them, trying to stretch her.
When I pull them out, Carina rolls her hips forward and whimpers, like she’s reaching for something just out of her grasp.
She wants more. Needing to be that man, I drive them forward.
She moans as I drag my fingers across her G-spot.
She quivers against me. Her inner muscles squeeze my fingers like a vise.
“Come for me, gorgeous.” Like she was waiting for my permission, she arches her back and lets out a deep, sexy groan that registers in my cock. Fuck. I need her.
Once her breathing returns to normal, her eyes flutter open, and a sated smile spreads across her glossy lips.
I roll her onto her back and reach over her to my nightstand, grabbing a condom.
“Come here Carina,” I beckon as I situate myself against the headboard.
She rolls over onto her stomach and pushes up on all fours.
I trace her exquisite curves with my gaze, and lick my lips, ready for the next round.
She crawls to me, and I swallow hard. My heart clamors against my ribs.
This woman is remarkable. As she draws closer, I roll the condom down my hard-as-fuck shaft.
It’s time to make her mine. As she stares at my straining cock, I feel ten feet tall.
Reaching for her, I welcome her to my lap.
She lifts a leg to straddle me, and I settle my hands on her lush waist as she hovers above me.
“Remember, beautiful, if this hurts, we stop immediately.”
“Okay,” she whispers.
“Kiss me. Let me help you relax.” Our soft kiss turns passionate in seconds. Squeezing her waist, I tug her closer, running her wet folds over the head of my throbbing cock. We groan simultaneously. Breaking the kiss, I pant, “Ready?”
“So ready,” she answers and then raises herself on her knees. I guide the tip of my cock to her center.
Gazing at her, I whisper, “I’ll follow your lead.”
Slowly, she slides down my eager cock, taking me inch by inch, while I remain still below her.
“Fuck,” I grit out, wanting to thrust up but knowing I can’t.
When she’s fully seated, I groan. Indescribable.
That’s what this feeling is. My heart is overwhelmed, thumping madly in my chest. My cock is wrapped in the tightest, warmest hug ever, and I can’t imagine anything better.
“Your body is heaven,” I grunt. Digging my hands into her hips, I grin before I drag her up my needy dick.
When I pull her back down, her eyes roll back into her head and she makes a contented humming sound.
I did that to her. Knowing I made her feel that way brings out all my alpha instincts.
Like a silverback gorilla in the jungle, I want to bellow and pound my chest.
“Ride me.” I breathe in Carina’s ear. And she does just that, taking us dangerously close to the edge.
“There, right there.” She gasps as she drops down.
Before I know it, my body responds, and I snap my hips against hers.
“Yes, like that,” she says on a moan. After a few more thrusts, I swivel my hips right as she slams onto me.
Her inner muscles tighten around me, squeezing hard, and her body trembles against mine.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Give it to me.” Watching her chase her orgasms is by far the best thing I’ve ever seen.
Later that night, when she’s again seated in my lap, I use my hands to lock her in place, and I gyrate my hips like I’m a dancer starring in a music video.
She moans as I drive myself deeper, hitting her just where she needs.
When I feel her flutter around my cock, I let go, snapping my hips at a feverish pace. My orgasm tears through me.
When I come down from the haze of pleasure, I notice I’ve cuddled her to my chest and I’m running my fingers through her hair.
“That was intense,” she whispers against my chest. Agreeing, I kiss the side of her head.
After a minute or two, I feel her body relax against me.
Suspecting she must be asleep, I stroke up and down her back.
She releases soft murmurs, sounding so peaceful.
Against my skin, I feel that her breathing has slowed.
Carefully, I lift her off of me and lay her on my bed before disposing of the condom and cleaning up.
Quietly, I step back into my room with a warm washcloth, and my breath catches.
Nothing has ever looked so beautiful as Carina sound asleep in my bed.
I gently clean her up before crawling into bed and pulling her into my arms. At this moment, I’ve never been happier. My life finally feels complete.