Chapter 55: Sweet Ecstasy- Part 2

Chapter 55: Sweet Ecstasy- Part 2
His body was so warm and the heat from his skin radiated through me, intoxicating me more with the feeling of him. We were so close, entangled with each other, hips against hips. In that brief moment, right before Nicholas and I were forever bound, there was a strong feeling of anticipation mixed with excitement and nervousness. But it all dissolved into nothingness the moment he entered me. He was extremely gentle, beginning with the tip. As he gazed up at me, his eyes were tender and searching mine.

“Are you alright? I’m not hurting you am I?” he asked softly.

I shook my head before saying honestly, “It just feels… strange. But you can continue.”

He nodded, moving his hips down further, filling me up inch by inch. The further he got, the more the feeling of discomfort and pressure increased, until it became a feeling of pain I couldn’t quite ignore. I winced slightly and he paused, once again asking if I was okay. I found it endearing how much he cared and how concerned he was. It made me feel safe and at ease which made the moment all the more enjoyable.

Once I’d given another nod, he waited a moment more before moving again. Once he was completely inside of me, my legs began to shake involuntarily, and I let out a quick breath. Nicholas leaned in and kissed me. It was gentle, sweet and reassuring. I melted into it immediately, relaxing any part of myself that was once tense. And as we kissed, I could feel him move again, slowly and gently. The feeling of discomfort and pressure was ever present, but slowly it began to subside. And slowly, it began to feel good… really good.

The friction, the pressure, the feeling of him against my walls, it all culminated into an inescapable feeling of pleasure. I could tell that Nicholas was feeling good too with his eyes shut and his teeth against his lower lip. Soft moans eventually left my lips, echoing against the sound of Nicholas’. My hands wrapped around his back, feeling his muscles rippling beneath my fingers. I couldn’t get enough of him and the feeling of him. I wanted more, and so my hips moved started to move against his, meeting his thrusts and plunging him deeper within me. Nicholas made a surprised gasp and then used his hands to grab at my legs, propping them up and spreading them out even further. And as he thrusted, he leaned down again, this time into the crook of my neck. I leaned my head back, allowing him more access. He softly nibbled at my skin and then let his tongue roam against it. I let out a soft moan, enjoying the sweet soft and wet sensations on my neck and between my legs.

“How does it feel now?” he breathed against my neck, grabbing my legs and pulling me into him.

“G-good!” I stuttered out.

“Should I go faster?” he asked, his breath heavy and panting.

“Yes please!”

He wasted no time in steadily increasing his pace, the friction of him pressing against my walls drove me completely insane and all I could do was hold onto him tighter and enjoy the ride. He growled lowly in the crook of my neck and then placed his lips against mine. The kiss was passionate and clumsy, but I loved every second of it. Eventually the pleasure had reached its peak and I could tell by the way Nicholas’ hips moved and the loud groans and moans leaving his mouth that he was close too. The sensations built up into a feeling of increasing anticipation, waiting eagerly for the final thrust to give me the orgasm I so desperately craved. And once it came, I shut my eyes tightly, leaned my head back and let the loudest moan of satisfaction. Nicholas immediately pulled out, before having an orgasm of his own. His lips parted and his eyes shut closed as he let out heavy pants. It seemed as though he savoured the sensation rippling through him. I got up and crouched on my knees before gently placing my hand on his chest and the other under his chin. He gazed down at me through heavily lidded eyes and then leaned in closer. This kiss was soft and gentle and tender, with the feeling of his body against mine. The moment was perfect.

“That felt… amazing!” he said softly.

It was at that point that I grew self-conscious and asked, “Y-you sure? I’m not really experienced in these things…”

He smiled at me and chuckled before saying, “Neither am I…”

My brows furrowed, “This was your first time too?”

He nodded, grabbed a hold of my hands and pulled me closer to him.

“Before you, there’s never been anyone else who made me feel the way you do…” he said softly.

Some part of me wanted to press further and ask him how he felt towards me. But an even bigger part of me was too scared to, because then I’d have to confront my own feelings for him. And at the moment, I had no idea what I could call what I felt for him.