by A. L Long
Unable to control his own need, Rade cradled her waist with one arm and slowly guided her onto the bed until she was fully extended on the mattress. With her body stretched out beneath him, he took her passionately on the mouth, nipping and sucking her lips, swollen from his recent invasion. The burning need consumed him as he kissed her. Reluctant to free her lips, his craving to taste more of her succulent sweetness persuaded him. Lowering his mouth, he placed light kisses to her neck, her collarbone, leaving a trail of moisture in his path. Taking one breast in his eager mouth, he gently kissed her while caressing her tender flesh, sucking and licking every inch until he heard her soft moans. Knowing he owned every moan from her, he began lightly biting and sucking the tip of her nipple until the heat of her rising hips eagerly pressed against his throbbing shaft. Kissing her softly, barely touching her skin, he unleashed her desire. Her heart was pounding as her hunger permeated throughout her body. Rade slowly shifted his mouth, kissing her until his lips met her other breast. He delicately placed his thirsty mouth over her deprived nipple and drank in her scent with no mercy. He could feel her push harder into him. Every movement was becoming more desperate, as she made his shaft throb even more. He had never wanted a woman more than he wanted her.
“God, baby, you feel so good,” Rade murmured as he inhaled her scent.
Removing his hand from her breast, he gently began caressing her ribs, down her torso until he could feel the fury radiating from her lace panties. Unable to hold back his need, he gently slipped his hand between the lace and her silky skin and slowly lowered her panties down her soft legs.
Tingling between her thighs, she needed more. “Rade, please.”
Tenderly kissing her tantalizing skin, he softly whispered. “Patience, baby, patience.”
Dylan moaned with frustration, feeling the need for release. She was ready to scream as his lips began moving down her body. Reaching her flat stomach, he stopped for a moment and pressed his tongue inside her navel and began kissing and sucking the small orifice. She was beautiful. No man would ever touch her but him. She was his. Relishing her body as gently as he could, he lowered his lips on her mound. Even though her soft curls were trimmed, he preferred his women clean. There was nothing sexier or more inviting than a bare pussy. He would have her that way one day.
Her body was tight beneath him, on the verge of release. Rade slowly moved his tongue between her slick folds. His tongue moved with precision up and down, sucking and licking as he drove his tongue deeper inside her opening. Knowing she was getting close, he removed his tongue and began kissing her once again, just below her belly where her soft pubic hair began. He could feel her push her hips into him, grinding harder, searching for her own release. Rade couldn’t deprive her any longer. Moving his mouth over her clit, he began kissing and sucking harder. Dylan began bucking her hips into him with more desperation. “You’re so wet for me, baby.” It only took those words. Dylan erupted like a volcano searching for escape.
Willing control not to take her, Rade softly kissed Dylan’s inner thigh, sucking and licking the skin just below her opening. Descending lower, he began kissing her just above her knee, then to her calf, until he reached her pretty pink painted toes. Dylan was in heaven as she slowly came down from her high. How could such a simple touch cause such pleasure?
Rade was far from done. Moving back up Dylan’s body, careful not to miss an inch of her, he moved his lips up her body until he met her beautiful breasts. Making sure to give each one ample attention, he licked and sucked until her nipples were hard. Rade couldn’t believe how responsive she was to his touch. He continued caressing her, worshiping her body like she was the Holy Grail. Taken in by the beauty of her taut nipples and her sated body, his control was beginning to break. His need to take things slow with her dissipated. Lowering his hand once again to her sex, he began preparing her for his shaft. With no resistance, he softly caressed her gently, slipping one finger between her wet folds. “Baby, you’re so tight. I’m going to take this slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Dylan wanted him inside her. She couldn’t wait any longer. “Rade, please, take me.” Sliding another finger inside her, trying to stretch her channel, he knew he needed to be careful not to hurt her. She was so tight. It was going to take some time before she could fully take him. Hearing her words, Rade removed his lips from her breast and placed them gently on her mouth. There was no hesitation from Dylan to let him in. She opened her mouth and began kissing him, tasting her sex on his tongue. Her tongue was moving to the same rhythm as his fingers inside her. He curved his finger until he hit her g-spot. Her climax was building. Never had she experienced multiple orgasms in one night.
Every minute he held back, he could feel the growing pain in his groin. He was ready to explode. Unable to hold back any longer, he removed his lips from hers and leaned over to open the drawer to his nightstand. Pulling out a condom, he wished was there nights ago, he put the wrapper between his teeth and tore the package open. Shifting his body so he was on his knees looking down on her, he expertly rolled the condom on his hard shaft. He could feel Dylan watching his every move. Looking at her while he finished sliding the condom on his full erection, he saw the panic in her eyes. “It’s okay, Dylan, I’m going to take this slow.” Trusting him, she nodded with acceptance. Placing his knees between her legs he gently parted them so he was nestled between them. He slowly lowered his body over hers, careful not to place his weight on her.
Taking his left hand, he tenderly caressed her cheek. “Are you ready, Sweetness? Once it’s done, it can’t be given back.” Looking deep into his eyes, Dylan nodded, giving Rade what he needed.
Holding onto his shaft, Rade positioned it at her opening. With gentle movements, he slowly began working the tip of his cock in. Dylan’s eyes were squeezed shut. He had to have her eyes on him.
“Dylan, I need you to look at me.”
Dylan’s eyes met his. He could see fear, but more than that, he could see the hunger they possessed. “If it’s too much, all you have to do is tell me to stop.”
Dylan didn’t want him to stop. She knew it would hurt, but she wanted this. She needed him. “Don’t stop, Rade.”
Rade pushed his shaft further into her. She was so tight he was going to explode, and he wasn’t even close to being all the way inside her.
Concentrating on his movement, Rade used a little more force to get deeper inside her. Inch by inch he gently moved his cock in and out of her. His lips moved tenderly over hers, kissing and sucking as their tongues collided with each other. She was so tight, maybe too tight for him, but all he wanted was her. He could feel her getting slicker as his shaft moved easier and deeper inside. He was about halfway in when he felt a little resistance.
He looked at Dylan before he moved any further. “Sweetness, this is going to hurt a little, but I promise once the pain is gone, it will feel like nothing you’ve ever felt before.”
Dylan pulled Rade closer, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. Thrusting harder into her, he could feel Dylan tense. “Relax, baby.”
When he felt her relax, he pushed once more into her. He could hear Dylan’s moan of pain as she muffled her cry against his shoulder. There was a sharp pain as her mouth came down on his shoulder. He knew he had to keep going.
“Eyes on me, Sweetness.” Dylan opened her eyes and looked at Rade.
Rade could see tears. “Baby, I need to stop. It’s too painful for you.”
Even with her eyes tear-soaked from the pain, he could hear her pleading “Please, Rade, don’t stop, please.”
Rade was so close to losing it. Thrusting one last time, hearing an earth-shattering scream, he pushed inside her. Moving slowly in and out, he kissed her as though it would be the last kiss they ever shared. For the first time in his adult life, he was powerless. It took one more surge inward and he exploded. He could feel the tight grip her sweet pussy had on his cock as she moaned with her own release. The last drop of semen was expelle
d from his body, leaving him unable to hold his body upright. He collapsed on her.
Realizing his weight was smothering her, he slowly lifted his body, resting his elbows on either side of her body. Taking her in, he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her with such passion, his heart was beginning to hurt. How could this woman make him feel this way? He never wanted this feeling to end.
Rade pushed himself from the bed and went into the bathroom. He turned on the water to the jetted tub. Once the water was the right temperature, he walked over to his medicine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of ibuprofen. He knew Dylan would be sore. He wanted to make sure her pain would be as minimal as possible. Walking out of the bathroom, he saw she had covered herself. “I drew a bath for you,” he said as he kissed her lightly on the lips. He pulled back the sheet and swept her into his arms and carried her to the tub. He noticed as he lifted her off the bed that the bedding had been soiled. The remains of her innocence. Pulling her closer to his body, he kissed her on the forehead and walked her to the bathroom.
Carefully lowering her into the tub, he brushed a strand of her beautiful red locks from her face. “I hope the water isn’t too hot. Take these. It will make you feel less sore in the morning.” Rade handed her the pain reliever as he watched her relax.
Dylan popped the pills in her mouth and took a drink and handed Rade the glass. “Are you coming in with me?”
Rade winked at her while taking the glass of water from her. “I will, just give me a few minutes.” Setting the glass down on the counter, he left the bathroom.
Dylan felt different. Was it the loss of her virginity? Was it the anticipation of feeling again what she felt only moments ago? She only knew she had no regrets. No matter what happened between them, she would never forget this night.
While Dylan soaked, Rade quickly went to his bed and removed the soft sheets. After he tossed the soiled linens into the laundry basket behind one of the cabinets in his closet, he went to the hall closet and grabbed a fresh set of sheets and remade the bed. When he was satisfied with the appearance of his bed, he went back to the bathroom to join Dylan. The thought of what he took from Dylan raced through his mind. He was certain this would change Dylan’s feelings for him, if there were any at all. Taking her virginity would certainly bring her closer to him. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea as he previously thought.
Dylan was laying against the back of the tub, with her leg raised above the water as she washed the smooth skin with the bath sponge. Rade slowly lowered his body behind her, positioning himself so her back was pressed to his front. He gently took the sponge from her and softly began washing her body. Dylan leaned her head against his chest, taking in the gentle caress of his touch.
Taking his time, he paid special attention to her pink nipples. He watched as they became more and more alert with every pass of the warm sponge. Rade could hear Dylan’s soft moans. “How does that feel, Sweetness?” Dylan was in ecstasy. She had never been given this much affection during a bath, but then again, she never took a bath with this man before.
“It feels wonderful. Don’t stop,” Dylan hummed as Rade continued. There was no way Rade was ready to stop.
Slowly moving the sponge down her body, he never thought the simple task of washing a woman’s body could be such a turn on for him. How he wanted to be inside her again. He knew she would be sore in the morning. Even though he couldn’t fulfill his need, at the very least, he could make her feel good. Placing the sponge between Dylan’s legs, he slowly began gliding it up and down her folds. He made circular movements around her swollen clit while sweeping the moist sponge across her folds. Rade could feel her arousal. He knew it was a matter of time before she crested. As he kissed the back of her ear, she began grinding to the movement of the sponge. Dylan lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Rade moved his free hand and tweaked her nipple into a taut peak. Pressing her nipple between his thumb and index finger, he applied just enough pressure to cause her to flinch. Moving the sponge faster to the movement of her hips, Rade could hear the closeness of her release in her voice. “Rade… I’m going to…” Before she could finish her sentence, Rade turned her head slightly as he lifted her mouth to his. He could feel the shudder of her body as she exploded beneath the water. He loved the way she moaned and how she whimpered when she came. Their kiss was demanding, just like the release she expelled from her body.
Rade could see that she was spent. Her body had endured a lot this evening. If he had his way, he would have gone all night.
Holding her he whispered, “It’s time to get you out of this tub and into bed. Tomorrow is going to be a big day for you.”
Dylan turned her body so she was facing Rade. With the sweetest whisper he ever heard, she looked at him with her complacent eyes. “Thank you.”
Rade saw the compassion in Dylan’s eyes. Lost in her soulful gaze, he moved his mouth to hers and kissed her, swearing the water from their bath felt hotter than it actually was. Feeling like he was on fire, he withdrew his lips from hers and slowly got out of the tub. Dylan took his lead, following him out. Opening a heated towel cabinet in the bathroom, Rade pulled out two plush towels. Unfolding one, he quickly wrapped it around his waist, then walked the other to Dylan. With her arms wrapped around her body, he instantly sheathed her body with the warm towel, covering her shoulders. Knowing he had her trapped, he placed one arm around her back and the other under her knees and lifted her off the marble floor.
“Rade, I can walk to my room, you don’t have to carry me.” Looking at Dylan, he knew she was capable of walking, but he didn’t want her to. He also wanted to make sure she was beside him when they went to bed. “Dylan, I want you with me tonight in my bed.”
Dylan looked at Rade with a smile. She felt the same way. She wanted to feel his arms wrapped around her. She also knew if she slept with Rade, there wasn’t going to be much sleeping.
“Rade, I think it would be better if I slept in my own room. I need to get up early. As you said, I have a big day tomorrow, and I want to make sure I’m well rested.” Dylan regretted her words, but she knew it was for the best.
“Dylan, I’ve been thinking about that. Are you sure you’re ready to go to work? I mean with everything that’s happened. Your attack and all... I’m not sure you’re ready.”
“Rade, I’ve never felt better. Other than a few remaining bruises and the slight cut above my eye that make-up will cover, I’m really good.”
Rade knew Dylan was right. If she stayed with him tonight, there was a 99% chance she wouldn’t be getting any sleep, especially since just being near her caused him to harden. Setting Dylan down on the soft rug, he agreed with disappointment. “Okay, Sweetness, I’ll make sure you have a ride in the morning.”
“Rade, that’s not necessary. I may not have much, but I can certainly pay for cab fare,” Dylan declared.
“I’m sure you can, Dylan, but you don’t want to be late on the first day of your new job.”
Pulling her closer to him, he kissed her tenderly on her forehead. “When you get off, we’ll see about getting you a car.”
Dylan was just about to argue when Rade held his finger to her lips. “Don’t even think about arguing with me, Dylan. I want to make sure you have reliable transportation. I don’t want to worry about you having to take a cab or the subway. It’s not safe. I could always ask Richard or Peter to take you.”
Rolling her eyes, she left his room, but not before saying, “You are such a control freak.”
“I heard that, get used to it,” Rade countered with a smile.
Dylan could hear the smirk in his voice. She was glad she would be making her own money so she could eventually get her own place, pay him back for the money he paid her landlord, and buy her own reliable transportation. If they were going to make this work, he would need to let her do it her way.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Dylan had been tossing and turning all night. She was riveted by the memory of Rade’s hands on
her body. The tenderness of his touch, giving her the most breathtaking experience she’d been longing for. As time passed, the questions of doubt starting churning in her mind. What was he feeling? Was she just another conquest? Did he even have feelings for her? Would he have taken her to the most intimate place without feeling something? Turning over, she looked at the clock and screamed to herself at the time. Her restless night brought her to the early morning hour of 5:00 a.m. Maybe she should’ve stayed with Rade. At least she would be in his arms instead of alone and frustrated. Forgoing sleep, she decided to spend the extra time choosing her attire for her first day at work.
Dylan didn’t realize how much her body ached until she tried to get out of bed. She was glad she had taken the ibuprofen Rade had given her. Trudging to her closet, she picked out several outfits and spread them on the bed. As she picked up each outfit she thought to herself, “Too short. Too casual. Too depressing.” Staring at them for half an hour with no decision in sight, she decided she better shower. She would tackle her attire once she was showered. By the time she finished showering and getting herself ready it was 6:30 a.m. She had plenty of time to get dressed and grab breakfast before she needed to leave. Before leaving the bathroom, she took one more look in the mirror to make sure she looked her best.
Not realizing Rade entered the room, she gazed at her bed with frustration. “What the hell am I going to wear?”
