The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves or rather loved in spite of ourselves. - Victor Hugo
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Martin's POV
I heard Elodie gasped when she felt the soft bed on her back. Our lips still entwined with one another. I wouldn't care if we do it on the sofa, on the floor, anywhere she wanted us to do this magic. All I care about right now was how I hungrily devouring her lips. Claiming it like it was mine and she was giving it all to me.
I know I wanted her. Damn, I wanted to touch her. To taste every inch of her the moment I saw her wearing that sexy two-piece in her house. When she pretended to drown. I could remember the first time I tasted her lips when I was giving her a mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. I was afraid that something bad might happen to her, but I was more afraid of the feelings that was beginning to build inside of me.
I've tasted countless of women. Hell, I was married to the most understanding and lovely woman one point in my life. But no one made me feel more alive than today. I felt connected to her the moment I tasted her lips. And I knew what were about to happen between us was dangerous.
But I don't care anymore.
The thing that matters right now was this moment. Her.
I kissed her deeply while our bodies pushing against each other. Her lips were perfectly fitting on to mine. He was taking my breath away. I felt her hands were trying to unbutton my clothes and I helped her do that. She even helped me removed my shirt. I saw her looking at my body. Looking at the scars that I got during those times that I was living dangerously. She traced her finger on it. The scar that almost took my life when JD shot me. The scars that I got when I was like a lab rat and being operated and tested with every fucking hardcore drug from Rachel's laboratory. These scars on my body were reminders of the life that I left behind. But Elodie was looking at these like she was admiring all of it.
"You have lots of scars. You have lots of memories." She was like telling that to herself while her hand continuously tracing my body.
"You still have a chance to stop what we're going to do. Just tell me to stop." I reminded her.
She looked into my eyes, and she shook her head.
"I am ready, Martin. Whatever this moment would give us after, I am ready. I want you." She pulled me closer to her and kissed me again. Our mouths still tasting each other while we were both peeling the remaining clothes from our bodies. I could feel the heat radiating from her. Her bare skin touching my skin gave the unexplainable heat inside my body. My hard length was brushing against her legs and I knew she could feel it.
I wanted to feel every inch of her, but I kept on reminding myself what happened to her. I don't want her to feel that I was taking advantage of her. No roughness. I wanted her to feel that this would be her first time. Because in my mind, this would be hers. I won't let her feel that she was used before.
My mouth tracked down from her mouth down to chin up to her jaw. My tongue traced her ears that made her moan. I moved it down to her neck. Down to her breasts that made her body arched in pleasure. My tongue played with her nipple. Licking it. Softly biting it. I wanted her to experience the ultimate bliss tonight. My hand was gently massaging her other breast. Carefully pinching her nipple that I knew would give her pure satisfaction.
I felt her hand grasped my hair. Trying to push me down. I smiled devilishly when I knew what she wanted me to do. I moved away my mouth and made a path down to her navel, down between her thighs. I could hear her heavy breathing for the anticipation of what would happen. Her hips were rising, her legs were spreading for me.
And I gave what she wanted to experience. I moved my lips down between her thighs. She let out a loud moan as my tongue drags through her slit. Her hand gripped my hair tightly as my tongue expertly played with her drenched slit. I looked at her while I didn't stop from what I was doing. I could see her face distorted like she was in pain, but I knew she wasn't.
She made a faint scream when I did the ultimate deed that would take her to the edge. I parted her slit using my tongue and gently suck the sensitive core that has been hiding there. I kept my tongue to play around. Her moans didn't stop. Her body didn't stop on moving too. Trying to catch the pace of my tongue on her core.
I kept on devouring her clit while I was still looking at her. She keeps on moving her head up and down trying to look what I was doing. Then she would move her head back and moan in ecstasy. She made a sudden cry and pushed my head deeper between her legs. I knew what was happening. She was coming.
I moaned while I keep on consuming her until I felt her release. I tasted her sweet nectar in my mouth and suck it all up. I wanted to finish it all. Drinking it up to the last drop.
I moved my head away and slowly move up to kiss her again. I let her taste my mouth. I wanted her to taste herself. I wanted her to know how delicious she tastes. My hand moved down to her slit again and my finger started to play with her clit. Doing a slow circular motion that would give her pleasure. I wanted her to be ready when I take her.
She stopped kissing me and looked at me.
"Take me. Please?" Her voice was pleading. She was pulling me closer to her.
"Are you sure? You're ready?"
She nodded. "I want you, Martin. Only you."
I didn't answer but kissed her again. And I wanted her too. Only her. I tried to position my cock to her opening. I looked at her while I was trying to slide slowly inside her. She was looking at me, still nodding her head giving me the consent to do what I had to do. She closed her eyes while slowly her slit was engulfing my length. Until I reached the end. Until I was deeply buried inside her.
"Are you okay? Elodie, tell me you're okay." Even if I was inside her, I wasn't moving at all. I started to caress her face while she looked at me and smiled.
"I am fine. Go on." She bit her lower lip and she tried to move her body against mine.
It was surreal. Our union was perfect. This, everything happening around us was perfect. It was like our body was made for each other. I started to move. My length slowly pushing in and out from her wet slit.
She was so soaked. I could feel her creaming my cock. I tried to move faster and deeper as I knew it would give her more satisfaction. I could feel her nails digging on my back.
"Oh...god..." she kept on saying that while I continuously thrusting deeper. I know she was coming again. I could feel her walls tightening around my length.
"Please... I want more. I want to feel yoi more. Don't control yourself. Take me like I am yours." She said in between her moans. I knew she could feel that I was still controlling myself to take her the hard way.
I swallowed hard and I saw her looking at me. She lifted her head and smiled naughtily. "I don't want you to be soft. Fuck me like you fuck your naughty girls."
Jesus fucking Christ. That made my cock twitch inside her. Just hearing her saying those words sent me to the edge. I lost control and I pushed myself harder inside her. Her moans became louder as I rammed myself harder and faster against her. And she was liking it. I could feel her body was shaking in pleasure. Her legs wrapped around me as I continued to pound her deeper and she was screaming in pleasure while she reached her peak.
I kept on thrusting. I could feel my impending release and I knew I needed to pull it out. But as I was going to move away from her, I felt she pushed my hips tighter so I couldn't move away. She doesn't want me to let go.
"I want it all. You. All of you. I want it. Please." She was begging while crushing her lips against mine.
I couldn't control it anymore. A few more thrust and I released everything inside her. I could feel my cock was throbbing inside. We were both panting, just looking at each other trying to collect ourselves after this out of this world experience.
I kissed her lips softly and smiled at her.
"Are you okay?" I gently caressed her head while she was nodding.
"I am." She smiled. She gently moved and that was my cue to move away from her. We were both still catching for air. Both of us looking at the ceiling.
"Am I rough? Are you hurt?" I looked at her and she looked at me still smiling shaking her head.
"You are perfect."
She moved closer to me and wrapped her arms around my body. Burying her face against my chest. I let out a breath and didn't move. I just want to savor this magical moment between us. Until I heard her deep breaths. When I looked at her, she was already in deep sleep.
It looked like this would be the best sleep that she would have after everything that happened to her.
And I also closed my eyes.
Like her, this would be the best night of my life.