Chapter 4 #2
“Let’s get out of here, please, because I can’t be responsible for my actions.
This has never happened to me before, I can’t be near you because I get aroused just by brushing against you, just by looking at you.
Let’s go and end this torture,” he pleaded, looking at me desperately.
“What have you done to me, Dalina? Why do I feel this way when I’m with you?
It seems like I’ve lost all my experience and maturity and can’t control myself, I feel like a teenager. ”
He was asking me? I didn’t even know why I was feeling this way myself; all these emotions and sensations were new to me and I didn’t know how to handle them either. He was supposed to be the one with experience and expertise in these matters.
“Do you want to go to your place or mine?” he asked tenderly.
“To mine,” I answered, since everything was new I preferred to be on familiar ground.
Henry gave me a soft kiss on the lips and then took my hand and pulled me out of the club. When we got outside, the cool night air felt good; I wanted to breathe some of that air and lower my body temperature.
“Did you come in your car?” he asked.
“No, we came in your sister’s.”
“Better that way, let’s go get mine.” And he continued walking, holding my hand.
Henry was walking quite fast and with my heels it was a bit difficult to keep up with him; if he hadn’t been holding my hand, I would have been several feet behind.
“Henry, I’m wearing heels, I can’t walk that fast,” I said, tugging at his hand.
“I’m sorry, it’s just that I’m desperate to get there,” he said, then bent down and without giving me time to react, lifted me in his arms and carried me to his car.
“You’re crazy! Put me down!”
“No.”
“People are staring at us,” I said, trying to convince him, because the few people who were out at that hour were looking at us and smiling.
“Let them look, I’m just carrying my woman.”
Again I heard him call me that and again I felt that inexplicable emotion that made me smile involuntarily, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up.
I was clear that all this romanticism and all his seduction had the objective of getting me into bed.
Thinking about that made my nerves more frayed because I recognized all my limitations in that area.
I was going to have sex with this experienced Adonis and that created a lot of pressure on myself.
I knew I shouldn’t make comparisons, but it was inevitable.
On the other hand, I felt that this was the moment and he was the person I wanted to be with—in fact, I desperately wanted him.
When we reached the car, he slowly set me down on the ground and then kissed me tenderly.
“It’s a good thing you chose to go to your hotel; we’ll get there faster because it’s closer,” he said, opened the door for me and closed it himself after I sat down.
He drove quite fast and spoke little while doing so. His presence dominated the interior of the car. From time to time his hand would rest on my legs and caress them. That simple touch sent electricity through my entire body.
I felt my phone ring and took it out of my clutch. It was a message from Sol, and seeing it didn’t make me feel good. She sent me the angry face emoji and I knew she must be furious because I had left.
Her message:
I quickly typed my response:
“We’ll talk later.
I just ask that you understand me.
I’ve never felt this way before.
Love you”
Sol saw it, but didn’t respond. Out of frustration, I put the phone away with a sigh. Henry looked at me.
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything’s fine.”
“Who’s sending you messages at this hour?”
“It was a message from Sol.”
“Aaah, a message from ‘Miss Congeniality,’” he said ironically.
“Sol isn’t as unfriendly as she appears with you; it’s obvious she doesn’t like you, but I don’t approve of the way she treats you either.”
“Don’t worry because I really don’t care about her bad mood.”
I didn’t say anything, but I kept thinking about my friend’s message. Why did she have such animosity toward him? I didn’t understand.
When we arrived at the hotel, I directed him to the parking area reserved for our guests.
After parking, he got out of the car and quickly walked around to help me out.
Again he took my hand and we headed toward the elevators.
We went up with other people who were also in the parking garage.
Henry didn’t let go of my hand; he held it firmly in his.
Every so often he would look at me, and the gleam in his eyes told me much more than his words.
He desired me, I could feel it, and that somewhat eased my insecurities.
When we got off at my floor, I took the card from my clutch and opened the door.
As soon as we entered, he pulled me toward him and embraced me.
“Do you still want to do this? What I’m about to say might sound strange after I was practically carrying you here a while ago—even I can’t believe it—but I need to express something I feel,” he said, and came closer to give me a sweet kiss on the lips, “your virginity shouldn’t be given away lightly.
Do you really want to go ahead with this? ” he asked, caressing my face.
“Yes; I want to do it.”
“I have never desired anyone the way I desire you, and you need to know that if we continue, it will be very difficult for me to stop.”
“Don’t stop,” was all I said and all Henry needed to take my hand and make his decision.
“Where is the bedroom?”
I moved ahead of him and, with his hand in mine, I was the one who dragged him there.
When we arrived, he pulled me into his arms and immediately sought my lips, outlining them with his tongue, sucking them and then caressing my tongue with his.
First with a gentle caress, but then passionately.
After a few seconds, he pulled away slightly, but without taking his eyes off me, he began to unbutton his shirt, but summoning my courage, I brought my hand there and continued opening the buttons myself.
Henry smiled with pleasure and let me do it.
When the last button was undone, he quickly removed it.
My hands traveled across his chest and his defined abs, delighting in his magnificent body.
He closed his eyes and moaned. I removed my hands from his body and took off my blouse.
Henry watched me with such desire that it gave me the courage to unhook my bra and let it fall to the floor.
He brought his hands to my breasts and caressed them with reverence, then replaced his hands with his lips, and I nearly fainted with pleasure.
Could one feel so much at once? I felt like my body was about to collapse and I moaned uncontrollably.
“God, you are so beautiful and sweet. I want you so much,” he said, panting and with a gleam in his eyes I had never seen before.
“Henry, I need you,” I said, knowing I needed him because my body was urgently demanding it.
We finished undressing, but before taking off his pants, he took a package from his pocket that I assumed were condoms.
“You are the most sublime vision I’ve ever seen in my life,” he affirmed. “If I don’t possess you, I’ll die right here. You have no idea how much I desire you,” he whispered against my lips.
“Do it,” I affirmed with conviction; I no longer had doubts, I wanted to give myself to him.
He returned to my lips with urgency, his tongue demanding everything.
His hands were on my waist and began to move down to caress my buttocks and push them to press against his body.
I felt his erection and shuddered. My hands caressed him, feeling his strong muscles, and he moaned at my touch.
Very slowly he guided me to the bed and with utmost delicacy made me lie down on it.
He explored my entire body with his mouth; on that imaginary journey captained by his mouth, he left nothing untasted.
Suddenly he leaned over my body and very gently separated my legs, advancing with his body between them.
He looked at me with amazement and blazing passion, suspended above me.
I couldn’t take it anymore; this was desire and it was a painful need.
Henry lowered his mouth to my groin and stayed there, giving me a pleasure I didn’t know could be felt.
It was agony. I threw my head back, moaning uncontrollably.
“Come for me, sweet Dalina.”
And with those words I began to convulse and exploded with pleasure, reached heaven and fell in a nosedive. I moaned uncontrollably, screamed, gasped, and called out his name.
“Henry!”
“Yes, Dalina, it’s me; and I am the first who will enter your body,” he said, and kissed me, absorbing all my moans. “Now you’re ready for me.”
He put on the condom while I watched him, dazzled and excited by everything I saw him doing, by how he breathed rapidly, by how he moaned, by how he moved.
Without taking his eyes off me, he positioned himself between my legs, placing himself on top of me.
I could tell he was tense, just as I was, even though I desired him like I had never desired anyone.
He looked at me and I raised my hands to his neck as if giving him my consent to proceed.
Very slowly he began to enter me. All my muscles tensed, and when he reached the barrier, he stopped and looked at me.
I knew he was trying not to hurt me because he was tense and sweaty from the effort.
“I think it’s going to hurt a little,” he said, looking at me with some concern.
I nodded, and he penetrated me forcefully, causing the pain of that moment to make me cry out in a muffled way. I felt an intense, burning pain, but mixed with the pleasure of feeling him completely inside me.
“Are you okay, darling?” he asked, remaining motionless inside me, but breathing uncontrollably.
“Keep going, please,” I whispered, overwhelmed by the feeling of connection I felt.
Henry smiled.