to his words. Not when his hands were doing things like that to her body.
Over and over, his hands, mouth, teeth moved across places on her body that she had never known were sensitive. It was like he was finding things about her that had been hidden. And she loved every moment of it. For the first time since her breasts started to develop, she wasn’t ashamed of her body. He made her feel proud. He made her feel wanted, beautiful, and desired. It was such a change in mentality that she embraced it. At this particular moment in time, she didn’t care if the world outside would agree with her. He liked her body. He knew how to make her body sing. This was all she needed. For now.
“Here,” he handed her the condom. “Figure this out.”
She looked down at the foil package, then at his face and was thrilled by the possibilities. “Fine,” she said, and moved back slightly.
He only pulled her closer. “No, do it from here.”
She looked up into his eyes, not sure how or why. But she was too eager, her body on fire now. All she wanted was to feel that magical moment when he was inside of her, moving with that friction like he’d shown her…however long ago it had been. She had no concept of time. Her only anchor was Nasir and the way he was touching her.
She opened the package and stared at the condom for a moment. But it took only seconds to figure it out. She understood immediately why he wouldn’t let her pull away. The tension escalated as their bodies shifted against each other while she worked the condom down his erection. When it was finally on, she put her hands on his shoulders, more than ready to take the lead.
He smiled as his hands held her still, her body poised just above his throbbing shaft. “Think you are in charge, huh?” he asked.
She licked her lips, her legs tightening. “Please,” she begged, needing him inside her. “Just…”
“Patience,” he soothed, bringing her closer to him. “Relax.”
She shook her head. “I can’t. Just…”
“Relax, Cassy,” he ordered again, and with extreme gentleness, he allowed her to sink down onto his shaft. She closed her eyes as he filled her up, stretching her. When she flinched, he held her still, soothing her with his words, his voice. “Very slowly, love,” he coached.
“I can’t go slowly.”
His chuckle sent a thrill of excitement through her, just when she realized that the fullness she felt meant that he was fully embedded inside of her. Sighing, she held onto his shoulders, wanting to move, to create that wonderful friction. But his hands held her hips still.
“Ride me,” he whispered. “Like this.” And he lifted her hips, showing her how to roll her hips so that she received maximum friction.
When that feeling shocked through her, she shook her head. “This is…it isn’t…” She pulled back but he only pulled her forward once more.
“Trust me, Cassy. I won’t hurt you and I won’t let you fall.”
Cassy bit her lower lip and nodded even though she didn’t really get it. Allowing him to show her, to shift her hips, she tried to understand. But every time she shifted her body the way he showed her, the feelings were too strong, too intense. “Nasir, it isn’t…”
“It will. Just trust me, Cassy,” he interrupted her again.
Cassy kept on trying and, as soon as she got into the rhythm, she understood. With each downward thrust, she pressed against his body, the friction increasing her body’s response. And when she moved upwards, she did it again, but it felt different. Not wrong, just different. Both movements were…amazing! Over and over again, she followed his instructions. Her body wasn’t sore after the initial invasion, but throbbing now, desperate for that elusive release.
When he shifted his hips, leaning back slightly, that was all it took to send her over the edge, spiraling into that throbbing, blissful pleasure. She was mindless now, unaware of Nasir pounding into her and finding his own release. It was one of the most glorious moments of her entire life!
In the aftermath, she clung to him, gripping his shoulders as she sucked in air, trying to get her balance back. His strong arms held her steady as they both sank back into the water.
Cassy suspected she was like a wet rag over his chest, but every time she tried to move, he only tightened his arms around her.
So she stayed,