Chapter 51 I can never let you go
His fingers possessively caressed her back, the lather adding a slippery, silky feel to it. “Mmmm," Karen moaned into his mouth, met with his groan as he removed the wet dress completely, tossing it out of the jacuzzi into the bathroom.
Karen’s fingers dug into his back, her body pressed against his as he pulled away from the kiss, instantly kissing her jaw and moving to her neck.
The passion was raw, and the more she allowed him to have of her, the greater his desire for her.
As his fingers trailed down her back, unhooking her bra, she froze again. "Roger, I haven’t done this before."
He wasn’t surprised, as he never saw her with any guy or giving them attention, except with what Hector said about Dexter.
Well, Dexter never had the chance to date Karen before he was taken away by cancer. He pulled slightly away and stared into her alluring green eyes. "I don’t care if you believe me, but neither have I."
His gaze was serious, and a blend of emotions sat in her chest. "What if I don’t accept you after the one week? What if…" she was saying when he pressed his finger to her lips.
"I know, kitten. It’s a dicey situation, but until then, you can never mention it. If our marriage is supposed to last a week, then why waste it?"
His lips met hers again, and this time, she didn’t resist. With emotions blended together, she didn't remember how they ended up naked on the bed with Roger hovering over her.
This was the first time she had seen a naked man, and this one was so huge down there, it scared the shit out of her. "Roger, that won’t fit," she pointed out, he chuckled.
"How will you know if we haven’t tried?" The moment he laid beside her, she heard a beeping sound and darkness descended in the room.
Karen felt comfortable in the darkness due to her shyness and the mere sight of Roger’s large member filled her with both desire and fear.
With the lights off, things were much better but that familiar touch was all over, as he climbed on top of her, sucking her nipple gently.
It felt so good, she moaned loudly, her body responding as her other nipple hardened. Roger massaged her other nipple skillfully but his lips never left the first one, only his fingers continued to caress her naked body. Karen felt strange. Her body was never exposed to such excitement before and she feared getting addicted to it.
As Roger's fingers parted her thighs, a tingling sensation took over her, but a stronger one followed when he inserted a finger into her intimate area.
Her moans increased, her whole body vibrating, her desires spiraling out of control as he continued to stimulate her with his fingers and lips.
Panting after her first release, she thought it was over until he spread her legs and kissed her, igniting another wave of desire within her.
"Roger, I feel strange," she moaned as he chuckled, his tongue exploring her with a taste of her fruity scent. "You taste delicious, kitten," he said in a hoarse voice, their desires intertwining. Karen blushed, feeling overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensations coursing through her body.
She couldn't recall a part of her body that Roger hadn't touched. He had kissed her from head to toe, but now, a new sensation was building, causing a searing pain that made her break into a cold sweat.
It was finally going to happen. After this night, she knew she wouldn't be a virgin anymore, but she wasn't ready to become a mother before the one-week trial period.
Out of the blue, she asked, "Roger, do you have protection?"
Roger froze midway, realizing the gravity of the situation. He started with caution, mindful of her comfort and safety, entering her gently, expanding inside her with each movement.
At thirty, he was ready for a family and had never considered protection. "No, but you have to trust me, okay?" His desire was evident in his voice, making it clear that he was determined to continue.
"I don't want to get pregnant before the one week is over," she reminded him, causing Roger to sigh in frustration.
"Trust me, kitten, I won't do anything you don't like, okay?" For some reason, she decided to trust him, but a sharp cry escaped her throat as he entered her fully. The pain was intense, as if her walls were being seared with acid.
Roger’s lips pressed against hers, kissing her passionately until she relaxed. As the pain subsided, she began to enjoy her first time.
Roger’s thrusts were slow and deliberate, earning him her trust before he unleashed himself on her.
Each thrust hit her G-spot, giving her multiple releases as he gave her his all.
Another release was imminent, but Roger’s release kicked in as well. They could have climaxed together if he had protection, but he respected her wishes and pulled out, releasing on top of her while inserting a finger to help her climax.
Both of them trembled from the final release before he cleaned her with a damp towel and lowered himself beside her, holding her in his arms. She was too tired to speak and drifted off to sleep.
“I love you, Kitten, and I can never let you go,” he whispered before falling asleep with her safely in his arms.