You Saw Me

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We fooled around in the bath for a little while, kissing, touching and holding each other. I had a constant longing for his hands on me, and he delivered. When he tried to pull away I would do something that made him dive back into kissing me.

After a while we got out of the bath and I decided to have a quick shower to rinse the soap off my body. Henry decided that I probably needed help reaching some areas. I nudged him and told him I could still reach everything perfectly fine. He laughed and asked me to reach my toes. I rolled my eyes at him and opened the shower door for him to enter first. He reached out to take my hand, so I wouldn't trip getting into the shower. It was all those tiny gestures that ignited a fire in me. I was so extremely turned on by the way he wanted to keep me safe and protect me from everything. He was so good and kind, which really shouldn't keep surprising me, but somehow it did.

"You make me feel so safe and wanted," I said to him, putting my hands on his chest, standing as close to him as possible. He smiled shyly, like he didn't know how to react. "I would do anything for you".

He cupped my cheek and kissed me. "Just love me, okay?" He asked, sounding fragile and emotional.

"I love you more than anything", I said and leaned my head against his chest.

"I love you more", he whispered, as he put his finger under my chin and tilted my head back so he could kiss me. He gently put his other hand between my legs, causing me to gasp and dig my fingers into his back. He chuckled and deepened the kiss, starting fireworks in me. He was slowly rubbing his fingers against me, causing little waves of pure pleasure to flow through me. He broke the kiss and whispered in my ear: "Can I take you to bed, Mrs. Stiles?" 

I nodded even though my body was longing for him to finish what he had started. He wrapped a towel around us and we helped dry each other. That gave me plenty of opportunity to touch him and feel his hands on me. His curls were wild and I ran my fingers through them, once again hoping that our little girl would get curls like his. He smiled at me, when I touched his hair, as if he knew what I was thinking. Then he bent down and kissed me, before he swooped me off my feet and carried me out of the bathroom. 

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We were love drunk and couldn't keep our hands off each other. I wanted to fill my senses with him, just drown in his kisses, letting him explore every inch of my body with his fingers and tongue. He was becoming more and more confident when it came to satisfying me. He knew exactly what to do and how to push me over the edge. It didn't take him long to make me come the first time, his tongue between my legs, my fingers in his hair. He let me catch my breath before he kissed his way up to my face, laid down next to me and let me take care of him. He reacted to my touch, all the little hairs on his body raised. I stimulated him orally until he was about to come, he made me stop, trying to prolong the pleasure. 

"We have all night, love. I'm in no hurry", he said, slightly out of breath. He gestured for me to come and lie in his arms. "I want to take my time with you." He ran his fingers down my spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps. There was something so enticing about the way he wanted to heighten the pleasure between us. To him it was not just a matter of reaching a climax, but it was important to him that we were in connection, intensifying our pleasure. I let my fingers run down his ribs, and he shuddered at the sensation. His lips parted slightly as I ran my hand back up his stomach and chest. I kissed him, biting his bottom lip in the end. He let out a deep sigh and pulled me even closer to kiss my neck and chest. I took him in my hand, slowly stimulating him. "Careful, Ellie...", he moaned, he didn't want to come yet. I stopped my movements, so I was just holding him in my hand. He tried to control his breathing, obviously very close to climaxing. He had an impressive amount of self control, which was also a massive turn on. He could very easily have finished, but he was extremely focused on making it an intense experience for us. 

He let his hand slip down between my legs, gently stimulating me, while looking into my eyes. I had already climaxed once, but my body reacted to his touch like paper to a flame. I wanted to contain myself and have the same self control as him, but I just didn't have that control over myself and my body. I would need to learn with time, but at the moment, I just wanted to feel all the pleasure he brought me. 

"I want to feel you", I said out of breath, so close to the edge again. He smirked at me and kept stimulating my intimate spot. "Seriously Henry... " I begged, desperately wanting to feel him inside me. 

"Are you sure?" He said teasingly. I nodded and bit my lip, trying to hold back from coming. "Are you that close?" He chuckled, pausing his movements, leaving me hanging in the limbo. He seemed surprised, as if he didn't know, how his touch affected me. 

"Mm-hmm", I panted and dug my fingers into his side. 

"Ellie, you're a horny hormone monster", he giggled and kissed me. I almost sucked him closer, kissing him intensely. He helped me into a comfortable position and let himself enter me, slowly and gently. I let out a moan, feeling him and had to contain myself, which I by now was proving to be really bad at. He was deliberately going slower than usual. I felt the climax building in me, starting in my toes, slowly creeping up through my body. 

"Are you good?" Henry asked, kissing my neck and pulling back a little to look at me. 

I felt the climax deep inside me as my breathing became elevated, my pulse intensified and the pleasure took over. I closed my eyes and gasped, as I climaxed with such a force that I cried out Henry's name. 

He chuckled, very proud of himself for what he had accomplished.