Fireworks of Love

by Jessica Gray

  “Want to watch a movie? I finally figured out how to get the DVD player to work.” Rowan grinned.

  Anything to keep me from wanting to kiss you. “Yes that would be nice…” although I don’t think my English is good enough to watch a movie.

  “I picked up a couple of English movies at one of those DVD stores and I believe they all have Chinese subtitles,” Rowan said as if he’d read her mind.

  I hope he hasn’t mind read the part about me wanting to kiss him.

  Rowan fuddled with the DVD player and then turned towards her and noticed her body convulse with a shiver. “Wait.” He disappeared into the bedroom and returned with a plush blanket.

  “Here, take this. We can cuddle under the blanket while the room warms up. The aircon in the bedroom is working now and it shouldn’t take too long to heat the apartment.”

  Then he settled onto the couch and turned her until her back was flush against his hard chest, before he covered her up from chin to toes with the blanket.

  “Better?” he asked, taking the remote control into his free hand.

  “Much.” It took less than a minute until the heat rolling off of him seeped into her bones and she started to warm up. A lot.

  Rowan’s arms slipped around her shoulders and one hand played a light rhythm on her arms and hands. Electric zings rushed through her body and heated it to the boiling point. She couldn’t concentrate on the movie while his hands roved her body. It felt as if flames licked every cell, a delicious burning from head to toe. So good.

  She melted against his hard chest, seeking more contact. But at the same time, anxiety snaked up her spine. She had no idea what she was expected to do or how he wanted her to behave.

  When she leaned her head against his shoulder, Rowan’s hands became more daring, wandering across her stomach and down her thighs. An unexpected wave of lust surged through her body when his hands slipped beneath her jersey and she bit her lips to contain a gasp of pleasure.

  Rowan seemed to have all but forgotten about the movie, because his deft fingers opened the clasp to her bra even as his lips teased the sensitive place beneath her ear. She whimpered and writhed against his touch. His whispered words of praise in her ear intensified the sensation caused by his hands and lips and goosebumps broke out to cover her skin.

  When his fingers found her breasts, delicately squeezing and rubbing them, she gasped. Loud. Rowan stopped for a short moment to turn her head and look into her eyes, and then he intensified his efforts. Rubbing, rolling, squeezing her nipples while his mouth licked and kissed and suckled her earlobe.

  She wanted to scream out her pleasure, but reminded herself to keep quiet. Instead she tipped her head aside to give him better access, letting it rest against his forearm and closing her eyes to absorb the sensations. She felt him shift his weight slightly, lowering her to the couch while half lying on top of her. The position left his hands free to wander her entire person now and she could only hold onto his shoulders as unfamiliar feelings of ecstasy assailed her.

  When his palm cupped the damp heat between her legs, she instinctively tried to close her legs, trapping his large body between her thighs and drawing a chuckle from him.

  “You’re so beautiful, Joanna. God, you can’t imagine how much I want you right now.”

  Joanna heard his words and felt his touch, but when he started to unbutton her jeans, she panicked. No one had ever taken such liberties with her body. The crazy lust she’d felt for him moments ago was chased away by pure panic.

  She pushed his hands away, struggling to get out from beneath him. “Please…stop.”

  Rowan slid from her and she sat up and pulled herself into a ball in the corner of the couch, her hands tangled in the blankets for comfort. She looked up and saw the look of confusion on his face. He’s going to want an explanation. How do I tell him that I’m scared, not because of him, but because I’ve never done this before? How do I tell him I’m a virgin?

  She looked away, wishing the floor would swallow her up and she could just disappear. Things had gotten very complex very fast and she had no idea of how to handle them.

  Chapter 22

  Rowan sat down beside her on the couch, reaching for her hands and stilling her busy fingers. When she still didn’t meet his eyes, an iron grip settled around his heart. God, did I misinterpret her signals? Tears sprang to her eyes.

  “Talk to me. Please tell me what I did wrong.” He could see unshed tears sparkling in her eyes, but she seemed to pull even further away from him. Closing him out.

  She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn’t form any words and simply shook her head. “I should go.”

  “Look outside. That would not be wise.”

  He saw her eyes move to the window and then she looked away. With each passing moment she was drawing into herself – away from him.

  “Please, Joanna.” He slid next to her, wrapping her up in his arms. “Tell me what has put that scared look in your eyes. Did I do something wrong? Do I frighten you?”

  “Not you.” She shook her head.

  “Then what? Sweetheart, talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong. Why did you push me away?”

  Joanna pressed her lips together and looked away. A cute frown appeared on her forehead, but she remained silent.

  “Please. I need to know. I didn’t want to hurt you, or do anything…” A wave of nausea churned inside his gut. He’d clearly misinterpreted her signals, had overstepped her boundaries. Had done something awful…

  “You…I…You didn’t hurt me,” she said and relief flooded his system. “But…I don’t know what to do…I can’t…I mean…I’ve never done anything like this before.”

  Rowan glanced at her and saw her watching for his reaction. A multitude of thoughts rushed through his mind as he processed her raw words. Then his eyes widened and he murmured, “Are you trying to tell me you’re a virgin?”

  She nodded and flushed bright red, casting her eyes downward. He shouldn’t be surprised, he should have known. Everything about her was so sweet and innocent. Great joy flowed through him at the knowledge that he would be the first man to touch her. The first man to give her boundless pleasure.

  The worried look on her face melted his insides. He couldn’t help but pull her against his chest and kiss her. Deeply. When they came up for air, he tapped her nose and said, “I love the fact that you are a virgin, and I’m sorry if I moved too fast and scared you. I don’t want you to be afraid. I want you on fire for my touch.”

  Joanna blushed and bit her bottom lip. “I am and I want this, but I don’t know…”

  “You don’t worry about that, sweetheart. Leave that to me. Do you trust me?” he asked her, holding her gaze.

  “I probably shouldn’t, but I do.” She snuggled up against him, making him wish he could ravage her on the spot. But he restrained himself; he’d have to go very slow and careful with her.

  “Good,” he said, standing up with her in his arms and carrying her to the bedroom. He laid her down on the covers and showered her with kisses as he slowly removed her clothing, one piece at a time. His hands and lips eagerly explored each newly exposed piece of flesh, soaking in her unique scent. It was sweet, flowery and sensual at the same time and made him lightheaded. It took all his self-control to go slow as his cock twitched and twisted against the zipper of his jeans.

  He so wanted to be inside her, to feel her warm and wet channel wrapped around him until he lost his mind. But that would have to wait. He took solace in the fact that he could have her many more times, but this first time was all about her pleasure.

  Soon enough she writhed on the covers, clad in only her panties. His eyes feasted on her silky tan skin, and her perfect curves. Her small frame looked even tinier in the big bed and an urge to protect her joined the desire to make her his. His perusal of her body stopped at her small perky breasts that looked like peaches with dark and soft nipples.

  His mouth sought one of her nipples and he closed his lips arou
nd it. Licking lazy circles with his tongue rewarded him with a sexy moan of pleasure and a nipple that hardened into an erect nub. Rowan relished in the sound of her ragged breathing, and intensified his efforts teasing her nipple into a taut peak, before he kissed his way to her other breast.

  “Rowan,” she murmured, but it sounded more like Ruò jiàn. Joanna’s shyness had all but disappeared and she arched her back against his mouth, wanting more.

  He gladly obeyed, teasing her nipples with his mouth while his hands trailed lazy circles across her stomach, her hips and her thighs. He deliberately kept the teasing light to give her time to adjust.

  “It’s…too…much,” she said on a small yelp, as he sucked one of her nipples and then bit lightly.

  He released the dark red bud from his mouth and stared with growing arousal at the taut peak. Then he blew air on it and Joanna rewarded him with a shiver racking her body from head to toe.

  “Better?” he asked on a grin.

  “What was that?” she asked and he blew again at her wet nipple. “Ohhh…ohhh…god.”

  The intensity of emotions in her eyes almost undid him and he took off his shirt, wanting to feel her skin against skin. He lay down at her side, running his hand down her back, trailing the curve of her hips and caressing her sweet ass. She shivered against him, pressing her front tighter against his hard chest and stomach.

  “God you feel so good,” he said. “Are you still with me?”

  She nodded with dilated pupils making her eyes appear like twin black pools.

  “Just feel.” He turned her on her back again and trailed the fingers of one hand down her stomach, dipping them between her thighs and beneath her panties until he found the warm wet heat that concealed the pearl of her passion.

  “Shh…Relax.” He calmed her initial reaction to shy away from him and started rubbing his finger across her wet folds until he could feel her relax and heard her sigh into the pleasure. Her legs fell apart and he intensified his teasing until she writhed on the bed and arched into his hand.

  Her slick wetness felt so inviting, he just had to push one finger, into her tight sheath. Her insides clamped around his finger as he slowly moved it in and out of her, while using his thumb to stroke, tease and rub her clit. He could tell from her erratic movements that she wouldn’t take long to come.

  “I’ll show you how much pleasure this is, sweetheart,” he murmured and leaned down to take her mouth in a sweet kiss, capturing her aroused moans. Moments later, he felt her body tighten around his fingers as a wave of pleasure racked her body. He released her mouth to watch her face as he curled his finger to stroke that special place inside of her sure to send her off like a rocket.

  “Rowan!” She yelled his name as the first orgasm overtook her, eyes wide in shock and her mouth open as wave after wave of pure pleasure rode her body. He loved the way she arched into him and came all over his hand. When she stopped shivering in his arms, he grinned down into her dark eyes. “Feels good?”

  “I never knew…” Joanna fought for words, but gave up and kissed his lips with such sweet tenderness he wanted to die. “…amazing.”

  “And that was only the beginning. There’s so much more.”

  “More?” Her heated face turned crimson red. “I’m not sure I can take more. It was…intense.”

  “After some rest you’ll be begging me for more,” Rowan grinned and started his lazy appraisal of her body again. “For starters we should get rid of your panties.”

  Joanna looked shell-shocked and pressed her legs together.

  “Relax. Remember?” he said and kissed a path down her stomach to the piece of cotton that hid her most intimate parts. He could smell her lingering arousal and see the soaked spot on her panties. The throbbing in his cock intensified.

  By the way her breathing sped up, he could sense her growing arousal. He removed her panties, admiring the black curls hiding the swollen rosy flesh. He wanted, no he needed, to get inside her. But first he needed to taste her.

  He pushed her thighs apart and settled between them. The way she lay on her back, eagle-spread, bare and open, was exhilarating. He settled his mouth over the place that still wept for him and used his mouth, tongue and teeth to take her to the edge once more, sending her over with a smile as she came all over his face, clamping her thighs around his head and digging her fingertips into his hair, while little yelps escaped her mouth. Somebody likes this.

  He pushed himself up her body, watching as she slowly returned to earth and gave him an endearing smile. “I don’t even have to ask if you enjoyed that, I can see it written all over your face. Ready for the main course?”

  Trepidation once more filled her eyes and he mentally cursed himself for talking too much. Just show her how good sex can truly be and don’t give her a chance to push you away again.

  Chapter 23

  Joanna was so crazy in lust for this man that she thought she’d explode. Before tonight, her sexual experience had been limited to a few kisses and caresses. Those times had been awkward at best and had left her feeling unfulfilled and depressed. Being with Rowan was an entirely different story.

  He’d evoked all those crazy feelings in her with one single kiss, and now. Wow! Her heart was still hammering against her ribs and the delicious feeling of floating in the air wouldn’t leave her. She glanced down at the bedcover, just to make sure she wasn’t really floating.

  I had no idea, sex could be so…awesome. It certainly changed her perspective on why people insisted on doing this. She smiled.

  “What’s in that beautiful head of yours?” Rowan asked and traced his fingers down her arm. The fire lit up again and she felt herself blush.

  “Nothing…just…I mean…I really liked that,” she stammered.

  Rowan grinned. “And I promise you’ll like what comes next, too.”

  For a moment the fear returned, especially as she noticed that he’d shed his pants and boxers and was now lying stark naked besides her. His— she flushed even at the thought of naming that part of him—was immense. It would never fit inside her, where his finger had already filled her up. She tensed and pressed her legs together.

  “Don’t worry,” his low and deep voice said. “It won’t hurt if you relax.”

  She nodded, void of words. He made it sound so easy. Relax. Follow my lead. Just feel. And so far it had been easy. It had been as if he’d known every moment what she most needed. Never was there an awkward fumbling moment where she didn’t know what to do. To tell the truth, she hadn’t done anything so far, just relaxed and enjoyed. Another smile spread across her face.

  “See, that’s how I want you. Unworried.” Rowan crouched above her, watching her carefully. Then he kissed her lips and she felt how his confidence seeped into her and pushed the anxiety away. With him, there was no room for fear, only pleasure.

  Rowan reached to the side of the bed and she watched as he pulled his hand back with a small foil packet between his fingers. He kissed her hard on the lips and tore open the condom wrapper with practiced ease.

  Joanna kept her eyes up around his broad shoulders, not daring to observe how he sheathed his…immense manhood. Then he climbed back on the bed and she glanced down, getting a glimpse of his erection before he settled back between her thighs. He brushed her hair back off her forehead and then traced her cheekbones, stopping to draw a circle around the small birthmark on her cheek. “You are absolutely gorgeous.”

  “So are you,” she said in all sincerity. She’d never met a man as handsome and attractive as Rowan.

  “Are you ready for what comes next?” he asked her, stroking one hand down her side until it came to rest on her hip.

  Joanna nodded, loving his gentleness, despite the hunger blazing from the depths of his eyes. His entire body was hard and his muscles rippled beneath his skin. She reached up, smoothing her palms down over his shoulders and then around to his chest. He sucked in a breath and she smiled, watching his eyes as she let her hands travel lower
still. When she encountered his belly button, she paused, afraid to reach further. Rowan stayed in sync with her, and gently pushed her hand down, encasing her fingers around his hardness.

  “Whoa. You’re so big.”

  He chuckled and pressed another hot kiss on her lips, his hard rod pulsating in her hand. She took a moment and then began to explore, rubbing her hand up and down his long shaft, drawing groans of pleasure from him.

  “Does that feel good?” she asked, turning his own words back on him.

  Rowan growled at her with a smile and then pressed his hot mouth against her earlobe, groaning, “I know something that will feel even better. Draw your legs up, sweetheart.”

  Joanna followed his words and the direction of his hands, clutching her thighs around his hips. He lifted himself and then she felt his fingers probing her entrance again. She arched against his hand as first one and then another finger slid effortlessly into her slick opening.

  He retrieved his fingers and poised his hardness at her entrance. She was dying to feel all of him inside her, but at the same time, anxiety tensed her muscles.

  “Joanna look at me,” Rowan said.

  She kept her eyes glued on his, as he slowly pushed his hardness into her. Resistance blocked his forward movement, bordering on pain, but before she could tense up again, he kissed her hard and she forgot everything but the tingling sensation spreading from her lips into the rest of her body.

  When he let her up for air, he was flush against her, and she’d never felt anything so exquisite. Until he started to move within her. He started out gently, burying himself deeper with every thrust. Joanna wanted to scream at the feeling of delicious fullness, but he had caught her mouth in a ravaging kiss again.

  All anxiety fell off of her and she moved her hips in sync with his thrusts, her body eagerly welcoming the in and out of his hard shaft. With every pounding, he flooded her system with tantalizing sensations, too strong to endure for long. In the desperate need for more, faster, harder, she clawed her fingers into his back and finally screamed out his name again as she came with an orgasm that put the last two to shame. Every single muscle in her body seemed to convulse when she toppled over the edge. As her body throbbed around him, Rowan released the reins of his control and pounded harder into her until he, too, found his release.