Undone (The Revealed Series)
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Caitlin was still facing away from me, letting the main jet spray on her face, so couldn’t see how hard I was battling with my arousal. After Greg’s attack the last thing I wanted to do was scare her with my raging hard-on, but we were in the shower together, and there was no way my body could not react to the sight of her soaping herself. Gathering my resolve, I smoothed her hair down her back, picked up my shampoo, and began to gently work it into her scalp. Caitlin braced herself on the wall as I worked, leaning her head into my touch and making several throaty moans that didn’t help my arousal in the slightest.
Once her hair was washed and rinsed, I set about carefully soaping her shoulders, arms, and back, although I avoided the lower part where she disliked contact. Even with the water raining down on us, she had one or two places where I could see lingering smears of blood. I set about washing her, trying my best to focus on getting her clean instead of absorbing how soft and perfect her skin was, or looking at how her cotton knickers had now turned see-through and were clinging to her amazing arse.
‘Would you help me undo my bra, please?’
The desperate moan I made in response must have been audible to Cait, but she didn’t react, so I complied and undid her bra before carefully slipping it from her shoulders. It fell to the floor and Caitlin began soaping herself and cleaning her body.
The knowledge that she was massaging my body wash into her breasts had me as hard as I could ever remember being in my entire life. Glancing down, I rolled my eyes at the sight of my shorts, which were now struggling to cover my straining erection.
I tried to distract myself by thoroughly washing my body, but it didn’t help my arousal one bit, because bending to clean my legs just brought me closer to Caitlin’s heated skin.
Leaning back on the shower wall, I closed my eyes and drew in several long breaths. ‘Can I tell you a secret, Jack?’ Caitlin’s words brought me back to reality, and after swallowing yet another giant lump in my throat I nodded.
‘Of course. You can tell me anything, Caitlin.’
‘I...I told a little fib. I haven’t hurt my shoulder, I...just wanted you in here with me.’ Caitlin turned towards me, her hands covering her breasts and her bottom lip firmly between her teeth as she watched me anxiously.
It occurred to me that I should probably attempt to cover my jutting hard-on, but seeing Caitlin glance down at it, flush, and look back to my eyes, I realised I was too late.
‘Please don’t be worried, Caitlin. I can’t help my response to you, but I promise I’ll behave, sweetheart.’ I was still pressed against the wall like a limpet, attempting to draw breath into my straining lungs and doing an utterly wretched job of making my erection calm down.
‘I know.’ Caitlin chewed on her lower lip one more time then gave me a shy smile. ‘Seeing as you saw me naked today, I guess I don’t need to hide myself, do I?’
‘I wasn’t looking, Caitlin. I just wanted to help, I promise.’
Caitlin gave a small laugh, and then dropped her hands to her sides, leaving her topless and wet before me. Bloody hell. I could barely comprehend the fact that this was actually happening, let alone act on it. Caitlin eyed the bobbing bulge in my briefs and looked up at me with complete calm on her face. ‘I trust you, Jack. Completely.’
Suddenly, to my total shock, Caitlin extended her right hand and tentatively wrapped it around the bulge in my boxers.
Ho-ly fuck.
It felt like every single nerve end in my body had centred in my shaft and exploded into bright, flashing lights of pleasure. Burning heat spread through my body as my cock thickened and lengthened below her touch, causing a gasp to slip from Caitlin’s lips and a gurgled moan to rise in my throat.
As much as I wanted her hand to stay exactly where it was, I instinctively reached down and gripped her wrist.
‘Caitlin, what are you doing?’ I asked, my voice hoarse.
‘I would have thought that was pretty obvious,’ she whispered. ‘Unless I’m doing it wrong?’ She sounded tentative, but her hand refused to budge, instead giving another grip on the base of my cock that was so good it nearly made my brain explode.
‘I...I want you to make love to me, Jack.’
Bloody hell. They were the words I’d wanted to hear since we’d got together. But not tonight, not like this.
I swallowed, not once, not twice, but three times, still finding myself unable to speak. She was gripping my cock now, and starting to move her hand slowly up and down, it was incredibly distracting.
Finally, I clawed at my ever receding willpower and gently tugged her hand away. I missed her heat immediately, but instead had to focus on the way Caitlin looked momentarily hurt before covering her breasts and starting to turn away from me.
‘Hey, come back here,’ I gently coaxed, although she was stubbornly refusing to meet my gaze. ‘I want that too, sweetheart, more than you can imagine, but it’s been a really stressful day. It’s hardly the right time.’
My words brought Caitlin’s face up to mine and the flash of strength and determination I saw surprised me. ‘It’s exactly the right time. He doesn’t get to screw my life up any more. Please make love to me, Jack. Make me yours.’
At her quiet plea I suddenly recalled the statement Caitlin had given to the police. When they’d asked if Greg had said anything to her, she’d said he kept repeating that she was his.
‘You’re mine anyway,’ I murmured, meaning every word.
‘You...you said you loved me. I ... I love you too, Jack,’ Caitlin confessed softly. She loved me? My heart leapt in my chest and I instinctively reached out and stroked her cheek, relishing the way she leant into my touch.
‘This has nothing to do with him. It’s not a rash decision, this is about you and me. I’m sick of waiting. I want you to make love to me.’
It was starting to get difficult to deny her.
Caitlin continued on her very effective seduction by taking a step back and swiftly removing her panties.
So many expletives were now running through my mind I almost felt dizzy as I looked at her. Her skin was paler down there, highlighting the tan she had everywhere else on her body, and instead of the natural look I had expected, her hair was trimmed into a neat landing strip. Beautiful. She really was just beautiful.
Then she stepped toward me and slipped her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers and before I could stop her she’d dropped to a crouch and whipped the wet material down my legs.
Holy hell. Caitlin was now on her knees, staring at my cock with her mouth hanging open. If I were less of a man I might have been having thoughts about leaning forwards and pressing it to her lips right about now, but I was a gentleman, or so I kept telling myself, so I leant over and practically dragged her upright.
Kicking my boxers aside, I slid both hands up to cup her face so I could stare intently into her gaze, admitting my defeat. ‘You want to stop at any point you just have to say so, OK?’
‘OK. Please kiss me, Jack.’ I liked women taking the lead just as much as I enjoyed leading, but hearing Caitlin begging me did something insanely primitive to my insides.
I was going to take care of this woman for the rest of our lives, and no fucker would get the chance to hurt her ever again.
Before common sense could persuade me to stop, I leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. She seemed to like that I was making the first move, because as soon as our lips touched she wrapped her arms around my neck and let out a little mewl as she allowed me to pull her more firmly into my embrace.
Another groan rose up my throat as I felt the soft heat of her breasts against my chest, her nipples hardening like little stones against me as my cock nestled happily against her stomach. Jesus. I don’t think I’ll ever forget how amazing this moment felt.
Her hands began to roam across my back and hips and a shiver of lust ran over my skin at her tentative exploration. Suddenly she arched forwards, inadvertently causing the tip of my cock to slip down and wedge betw
een her legs, and I felt myself almost buckle from the pleasure. We were slippery from the shower water, and I knew that if I rocked my hips just a little then I could be between her legs in no time, but I held back, enjoying the sensation of heat throughout my body.
Suddenly light-headed, I pulled back, my breath ragged and coming in short, hard pants.
Caitlin’s face was glowing and her pupils were dilated with desire. ‘This feels so good Caitlin, but I will be perfectly content just to hold you tonight.’
Caitlin looked at me, and the depth of emotion I could see reflected in her expression nearly winded me. ‘I know, but I'm tired of waiting, Jack.’
As amazing as it was to be here with Caitlin naked in my arms, I didn’t want her first time to be some rushed affair against a shower wall.
I quickly bent and scooped her into my arms, but almost immediately I had to hoist her higher in my grip because my arousal ended up bumping against her arse, driving me almost insane with lust.
With her cradled in my arms I headed back through to the bedroom and strode toward the bed before lying her down. We were dripping wet, but I didn’t care.
Standing back, I greedily allowed my eyes to rove across her body. Her skin was like flawless silk, breasts the perfect size, waist like an egg timer, and then there was that little landing strip of hers. Fuck. Caitlin really was perfection.
Caitlin blushed under my scrutiny, and the gorgeous flush crawled all the way down her neck until it covered the top of her breasts. Her confidence seemed to have left for now, but she was still smiling at me as she raised a hand in invitation to go to her.
I took her hand and felt the slight tremble in her fingers as I let her tug me onto the bed. I was going to make sure this was incredible for her, well worth her wait, and good enough to erase any remaining memories of Greg and the years of shit he had put her through.
No pressure then.
The idea that I would be the first man to be inside her was so potent it was almost enough to make me come on the spot and my cock gave another enormous lurch which caused Caitlin to giggle and blush even more.
I’d be her first lover.
And her only lover, if I got my wish.
Cait
Jack accepted my trembling fingers and came willingly to the bed, where he knelt beside me. He wasn’t in a rush, his eyes lazily trailing across my body, so with a loud swallow I timidly let my gaze lower and skim him over properly too.
This was the first time I had seen him completely naked, and it was quite a stunning sight. He was all tanned skin and firm muscles, covered in trails of water as they ran across his body and caused the fine covering of hair on his chest and arms to look thicker than usual. His chest was my favourite part. It was so broad and masculine, and felt so good below my hands when he cuddled me.
Letting my eyes drift lower, I followed the trail of soft downy hair on his belly that led to his manhood before my eyes widened.
OK, maybe I now had a new favourite part. It was bigger than I had expected. Quite a bit bigger than it had seemed in the dimly lit shower, that was for sure. I couldn’t help the gasp that slipped from my lips as my eyes remained glued to his cock, and I found myself swallowing nervously.
How would that fit inside me? Whenever I pleasured myself I always felt really tight around the two fingers that I used, but Jack’s shaft looked to be far thicker than two of my skinny little digits.
Picking up on my rising nerves, Jack laid himself down next to me and cupped my jaw, bringing my gaze back to his warm brown eyes. ‘Hey. You have nothing to worry about. I promise I’ll be gentle.’
Instead of feeling ridiculously nervous, I found that, actually, being with Jack made it OK. I was starting to enjoy myself, finding that for the first time in my life I completely trusted the person I was with. If I said stop, I knew he would.
‘I don’t want to change my mind,’ I whispered. Jack nodded then smiled before lowering his lips to mine and setting about easing my tension with a deep, exploring kiss.
Out tongues moved together, and one of his hands slid into my hair to hold me close. Already I could feel my whole body was alive with hot, tingling sensations, and such a deep yearning had built in my belly from my increased excitement that I was actually finding it difficult to stay still.
Leaning back to watch my excitement with apparent pleasure, Jack grinned at me before he let his free hand move from my hair to my shoulder, where he took a second to caress the sensitive skin, sending a shiver of delight though my body. He moved to a kneeling position and lowered his head, where he started to kiss me again, but this time his lips followed his fingers, trailing down my neck to my shoulder and leaving my skin hot and tingling from his attention.
Lower and lower his fingers went until he found my breast and an uncontrollable gasp leapt from my lips as he gently brushed the nipple with his thumb. It was so sensitive it almost felt painful as he repeated the caress, but then he soothed my nipple with a hot lick that caused me to arch off the bed with a groan.
I felt him chuckle as he drew my nipple into his mouth and sucked, but I was far too lost to the sensations to care that he was finding my reactions amusing.
As he moved his attention to my other breast, I decided to do a little exploration of my own and gingerly reached down to brush my fingers along his happy trail until I came to his thick shaft. My fingers wrapped around him, marvelling at how the skin could feel so soft when the muscle below was as solid as granite.
From the way he lurched in my palm I could only assume he was enjoying himself a great deal so I tightened my grip, which caused Jack to rip his mouth away from my breast and let out a hoarse moan of pleasure.
Ha! This time it was my turn to chuckle.
Like a true pro, it didn’t take Jack long to recover his composure, and he continued with his delicious teasing as his fingers slipped lower until they found an area that until now had never been touched by a man in a pleasurable way. I tensed as flashes of Greg’s painful intrusion with his fingers popped into my mind, but as Jack slowly circled a finger around my clitoris, all bad memories evaporated as waves of pleasure swamped my brain.
It felt so good. ‘Oh God, Jack...’ was all I managed to whisper, but it was enough to halt Jack’s lips and bring his flushed and smiling face up to meet mine.
‘OK, sweetheart?’ he asked, his voice hoarse.
Nodding, I slid my fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck. ‘More than OK.’ His pleased grin was reward enough, but then Jack decided to up the pleasure stakes even more by slipping one finger inside me. He watched me carefully, only starting to move it when he saw my eyes roll back in pleasure. I knew my own body so well that I couldn’t believe he could pleasure me better than I could, but he did. His finger curled, and continued with his lazy massage of thrusts, using the heel of his hand to rub my clit and cause a rising pleasure to burn through my veins.
I wasn’t conscious of the precise moment it happened, but as we lay together touching and kissing and moaning, my body started to take over, and I found myself rolling into his body to deepen the contact of his fingers, and even grinding my hips slightly against his hand.
Jack left his knelt position and lay himself alongside me so we were practically touching from head to toe. The feel of his cock pressing into my belly was new, but I liked it, and on top of that, I loved that it was me that had gotten him so excited.
The longer we touched the more I could feel an ache of desire building in the pit of my stomach and demanding to be satisfied. Jack’s hand was working me towards a peak, but I wanted more. I wanted all of him.
I started to squirm against him, my fingers sliding around his shoulders and digging into the skin of his back in a desperate attempt to get him closer. We were pressed together from our tangled legs right up to our clashing lips, so there really was only one way we could be closer.
I needed him inside me. Jack was still taking his time, presumably to make sure I was ready, and God was
I. I really, really wanted this.
‘Jack, please...’ I begged, breathless and desperate for him to ease the deep ache in my core.
His lips were reddened and his eyes dilated with desire as he reached up to brush a few stray hairs from my face. ‘We can just use our hands tonight?’ he suggested, ever the gentleman.
‘No. I want you inside me,’ I stated, surprised at the force behind my words. Jack watched me for a few seconds and nodded eagerly before pressing his lips to mine once again.
After kissing me until I was lightheaded with desire, Jack paused for breath, placed a quick peck on my nose, and leant to the bedside table to retrieve a condom. His hand was shaking as he ripped open the packet, and the sight thrilled me, reassuring me he was just as affected by this as I was.
‘Jack...’ I gasped breathlessly. He responded to my plea by shifting his position so he was propped over me.
‘I love you, sweetheart, so much,’ he murmured, and proceeded to manoeuvre the tip of himself gently inside me. Oh! It stretched me, but in a way that felt so good that I found my own hips lifting instinctively. With some gentle rocking he slid in another inch, and I gasped at the fullness as I felt something blocking him, my noise causing Jack to stop immediately.
‘I love you too. Don’t you dare stop.’
‘This might hurt,’ he whispered, but deciding it was now or never, I planted my feet on the mattress and helped him by lifting myself up as he dissolved the barrier of my virginity. I gasped again, but from the fullness rather than any actual pain.
One more thrust allowed him to slip fully inside and as his stomach settled upon mine we let out moans of pleasure as we were fully joined together for the first time. It felt incredible. Whenever I’d touched myself in the past I’d always been amazed that the human body could focus so many sensations in such a small area, but sharing that intensity with Jack was almost overwhelming.