At Long Last - By N.R. DeRaj Page 0,5

the meeting of my thighs as he pressed his lips to mine. Our mouths crashed together as we tasted each other, our desire and need nearly unbearable. I was shocked at how hot his flesh felt against my own and my hips writhed in anticipation as our skin touched. Arion pulled back a little and looked into my eyes.

“I'll go slowly, okay?” Arion said to me. “If it's too much, tell me and I’ll stop.”

I nodded and bit at my bottom lip slightly.

Arion shifted on the bed and adjusted himself, and I soon felt his manhood lightly pressing at my entrance. I braced myself and gasped as Arion pushed against me. A sharp pain struck between my hips and I winced, crying out and grabbing at my lover's shoulders. Arion paused for a moment, staying still inside me and planting small kisses all over my face and neck to calm me. I winced harder and dug my fingertips into his skin. Slowly the pain started to dissipate and I opened my eyes, looking up him as I panted softly.

“It's okay,” I said softly.

Arion pressed his lips to mine as he moved a little, pushing deeper inside me. I moaned against his mouth, moving my hands to the bed and clutching at the sheets. It was an indescribable feeling. I felt full and complete, as if Arion and I had been meant to be together in this way, and the pleasure growing inside me almost stole away my breath. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed inside me and drew him closer, groaning as I was filled with pleasure again. Arion kissed me passionately, forcing his lips against mine as we moved as one and rocked our hips together in one motion. My breath came quicker and harder as Arion moved with deep, slow motions, and my legs tightened around his waist.

As hot as my body had felt earlier, it seemed as if I was on fire now. The room became a blur, and all I was aware of was Arion, and the fact that he was inside me and so deliciously close to me. I trembled beneath my lover and rocked my body against his, craving even more of him. Arion's lips pressed against my ear and down my neck, his tongue darting out against my skin. The pressure and warmth inside me grew with each movement of his mouth and hips, and I grasped at his shoulders desperately as if I would be able to steady myself if I got hold of him.

“Arion,” I moaned, clutching at him. “I can't…I can't take it anymore.” I felt him move faster inside me, forcing another loud groan from my mouth. My body jerked and tensed against him, the heat within me breaking as a wave of pleasure shook through my insides. I faintly heard myself calling his name as I trembled, and he pulled me close to him and stilled for a moment. My eyes were still closed as I felt his lips meet mine, and faintly I noticed my body being moved into a different position. I slowly realized I was sitting up, and I opened my eyes to look down and find myself on top of Arion. I started to move in an effort to get up and found myself moaning softly as I found he was still inside me. Arion smiled up at me and I blushed, quickly figuring out what he wanted me to do.

“I…I don't know how,” I said softly, my face flushing more.

Arion drew me close to him and planted a kiss lightly on my lips. “I'll help you.”

He placed his hands on my hips and lifted me up a little, moving me on his lap and causing me to gasp. The feeling was much different than the other position, but still felt wonderful. Encouraged by his hands, I moved my hips experimentally, eliciting a moan from Arion. Slowly I started rocking back and forth, moving up and down his length. Each movement caused a swell of pleasure and I placed my hands on Arion's chest to steady myself. He gently moved his hands over my own and I leaned down to taste his lips. “I love you,” I whispered against his mouth between kisses and moans.

Arion placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me in for another kiss as he whispered back. “I love you so much more.”

I rocked my hips faster, a familiar need coming back the more I moved. Here I was with the man I loved after so many years of waiting, and it was more wonderful than I could have ever imagined. I wanted to stay like this and with Arion for as long as I could. I held onto my lover's hands as I moved, using them as leverage to lift my body up and down. Squeezing his fingers tight, I pressed my body against his harshly, causing a moan to break from between his lips. It was Arion's turn to struggle on the bed, and I watched with bliss as I pleased him—I wanted to be one with him tonight.

My need continued to grow and I felt as though I was going to burst with pleasure again. I grasped at Arion as my flesh pushed against his own and he hugged me to his chest, moaning against my ear. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and I felt Arion press me to him harder, a distinct tone of desperation in his moans. I felt him tensing beneath me and I gasped, hardly able to control my satisfaction any longer. He suddenly placed his hand on the back of my head and crushed my lips against his own in a frantic kiss, and my hips jerked as pleasure overtook me for the third time that night. Arion shuddered and I felt his manhood throb inside me. Slowly his lips relaxed as well as his grip on me, and I rested against him, my body lying on top of his own.

“Amazing…” Arion said finally after what felt like an eternity of silence. “That, you… Just amazing.”

I cleared my throat softly, afraid I wouldn't be able to talk after everything that had happened. “I know,” I said back softly. “It was unbelievable.”

I settled next to Arion's side and laid my head on his chest. His fingers traced patterns over the skin of my shoulder as I rested beside him, and every now and then he would place a small kiss on my cheek. We laid in bed for half an hour talking about the day's events, our plans for the honeymoon and our excitement over the future. I no longer felt nervous or anxious next to Arion, and I knew that by his side was where I belonged.

After our talk, Arion fixed me a warm bath to relax and helped me into the water. As he dragged the sponge over my back, I looked back over my shoulder and caught his eyes with my own.

“Was it all that you expected?” I asked curiously, watching his face for his reaction. Arion thoughtfully finished washing my back, and poured some of the warm water over my skin to remove the soap. His hands found their way to my shoulders and slowly began rubbing back and forth over my tired muscles, relaxing me and resulting in me leaning against the tub with a sigh.

“What I expected was you,” Arion began. “The woman I fell in love with. I expected it to feel as wonderful as I felt the first time I met you. I expected it to make me as warm as I felt the first time I kissed you. I expected it to be everything I’d dreamt of, everything I wanted, and to fill a part of me that had been missing.” He paused and leaned forward. Tilting my head upwards with his thumb, he pressed his lips against mine for a split second. “It was so much more than anything I ever expected.”

I couldn't have imagined a more perfect life or a more wonderful person to spend it with.

The End

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