Chapter 61

"Finally," I said, reaching for his pants.

He let me unbutton, unzip, and then try to move them down off him, but he was large and kneeling on the floor and I huffed in frustration while he raised his arms above his head and watched me.

"Now you're just laughing at me," I said, looking at his torso. "But I don't care, you're gorgeous."

He smiled at me, his teasing smile there again. "I'm glad you think so. Here," he stood and pulled his trousers down. I reached out and yanked at his boxers as the same time.

And there he was in front of me, so much bigger than I'd imagined. I felt a twinge of nerves but the desire overcame it and I reached for him, taking his penis in my hand and cupping his balls.

He groaned and stepped closer to me as I guided his penis toward my mouth. I licked around the top and then made long strokes up his shaft. He gasped, which sent a pang of pleasure through me. I loved that I was making him feel so good.

I opened my lips and shifted so I could get as much of him as l could inside my mouth. He groaned and his hand went to my head.

"Oh, fuck, Elena," he said as I moved up and down on him, enjoying how deep he was going in my throat. I moaned at the thought of his pleasure and his breathing stopped and he jerked back, leaving me reaching for him.

"No," he said, his voice full of Alpha command.

"I'm sorry," I said, raising my hands. "I didn't mean to..."

"I mean," he said, smiling, his voice more soft as he crouched down in front of me again. "I just don't want to be done yet. I want to be inside you when I come with you this time, for the first time."

"Like I said," I said softly, stroking his face. "Finally."

He laughed softly and sat on the floor, his back against the couch, and pulled me off toward him. I shook off my robe and top and straddled him.

He looked at me in the light, his eyes admiring, his hands moving down my bare shoulders and arms and then around to my back.

I leaned forward against him and he wrapped his arms around me. His hot skin against mine made me pause and closed my eyes. "Just this, just your skin. It's so good, Charles," I said in a whisper.

"I know, beautiful," he said. "I feel it, too."

We sat there for a moment, our skin burning against each other's, inhaling each other's scent. But my body wanted him too much and I was full of slick hot need between my legs. I began to move, shifting my hips so I moved up and down him.

He moaned, his eyes on my moving breasts, then up to my face. "You're so gorgeous. So..." He paused as I pulled myself up and hovered over his tip, pushing down slightly.

We both held our breath, looking into each other's eyes. He leaned up and kissed me as I began to move down on him.

He was big, so big. I spread my legs further and felt him begin to push up into me. It hurt wonderfully and I groaned, moving slowly down, feeling him fill me as I went, further, further, splitting me open with ecstasy.

My legs began to quiver, my entire body began to tense. Just him being inside me was pushing me toward another climax.

"Elena," he said, his voice a harsh whisper. "Oh Goddess, you feel so good. Elena, look at me."

I opened my eyes and saw his blue ones looking at me with adoration.

How? I thought. How is this happening? His penis flexed inside me and I forgot to ask questions as a wave of pleasure hit.

I moaned and reached a hand for his face. He leaned his face sideways and kissed it as I touched him. He grabbed my hand, pressed it to his face, and then kissed up my arm, pulling me closer.

His body was beautiful in the darkness, ridges of muscle flexing and moving as his arms and shoulders moved, his hand reaching out to trace a line down my neck to my breast where it stopped as his thumb brushed my nipple.

His hands moved to grip my hips and butt and he looked like he was trying to stop himself from devouring me. He was holding back.

I put my hands on his gorgeous shoulders, stroking his smooth skin, and leaned forward. I pulled myself up, but then sat slowly again, and he exhaled, his head falling back against the couch seat.

His hips moved gently up toward me. I moved again, feeling my entire body shaking with pleasure and I squeezed my pelvis as moved up and down his shaft.

"Elena," he groaned. "I can't. I ... I can't hold on."

I leaned my body onto his hot one. "Then don't."

"I don't want to hurt you."

I leaned my face close to his and whispered in his ear. "Fuck me, Charles. Please."

And suddenly I was whirling, my body moving through the air. Because of the light I was totally disoriented, only aware that he had pulled out of my body and that I wanted him back inside.

I felt the carpet as he laid me down and I realized he had pulled me off and put me on my back. I looked up at him crouched between my legs, and he leaned forward over me, his shoulder muscles flexing in the moonlight.

I reached to pull him down on me, into me. I needed him inside me again, but he resisted.

"You're so small, I don't want to..."

His breathing was cut off by my hand grasping him and pulling him toward me. His body dipped and I felt him against me, slipping against my wetness.

I spread my legs wide and tilted my hips up to meet him pressing himself into me. Slowly, agonizingly good, he filled me again, both of us moaning as he went.

The pleasure radiated out from his hard, hot shaft inside me to every atom of my body. I began to breathe rapidly and deeply with need. I wrapped my legs around his back, my muscles tensing around him.

He gasped. His arm went around my waist lifting me slightly off the ground, the other by my face, propping him up so he wasn't putting his weight on me.

"Please," I said, reaching around and pulling hard at his firm butt, forcing him in deeper. "Please, Charles."

"Elena," he moaned and began to move. His body was graceful, a wave of power. He pulled me to him with his arm, his hips simultaneously moving, thrusting into me. "Oh fuck, Elena."

Every thrust sent spasms of pleasure and I heard my own voice begin to gasp audibly with every push.

I gripped his shoulders, pushing back against him as he thrust harder, his breathing beginning to hitch and his body tensing.

Then he was ramming me, completely out of control, my entire body jerking from the force, his voice calling out to me as he pumped harder. I felt my own body tensing as pleasure began to build.

"Charles!" I moaned, my fingers clawing at his back, trying to force his body completely into mine. "Yes!"

And as the waves of pleasure began to crash over me and I moaned and writhed under him I felt his own body begin to spasm between my legs.

"Elena," he groaned as he exploded hot and strong inside me.

I felt like my soul was leaving my body in ecstasy, coming out to meet his, and then it subsided, settling down again and I was suddenly back in myself, feeling him shudder and slump against me.

"Fuck," I heard him whisper, and then he went still, his hot weight nearly crushing me. But I loved it. I wanted him to stay there forever.

"Charles?" I whispered after a minute, as he hadn't moved. He shifted slightly but didn't respond. "Hey, are you okay?"