Chapter Fourteen: Part Three
(R18+ Sex)
He resisted her, holding himself controlled against her desire until her struggle slowed. Her legs and stomach trembled as she still tried to draw him in. Kate celebrated the power of his body as he easily resisted her best efforts. He yielded, slowly entering her, every increment of his penetration filling her with new sensations as time became meaningless again. His rigid control kept his progress excruciatingly slow and Kate heard herself howl like a wild animal when he started withdrawing at the same slow speed, not even having entered her body half way.
After withdrawing fully and pausing, he re-entered her at the same excruciatingly slow and controlled pace. Kate felt his hands wrap around her wrists and hold her arms above her head. Her body slipped away from her control again, willingly becoming his once more. She felt his slow movements igniting new fires as he allowed himself to re-enter her body, just a little deeper each time before withdrawing again. It felt like he was filling her to bursting every time, but there was more, always more. Her mind floated as her body dissolved within a sea of pleasure and sensation. She heard her body begging him for more as her mind celebrated his control. His body lay lightly over her, gently pinning her against the bed as his lips found hers.
Kate felt a total awareness of them. Not him or her, but them; celebrating their pleasure, merged into a singular entity. Their tempo started to increase. He slid into her fully, retracting until barely in contact with her before entering her again. This time he allowed himself to grind for a moment into Kate’s pleasure, pushing deeply, slowly, but with a building sense of urgency. Her hips met his movements, savouring each pressing thrust. As their heat approached the point of no return, he slowed and held still deep inside her. His breathing controlled, he gazed intently into her eyes and she felt him looking right into her soul. She found herself matching his breathing patterns and drawing her climax upwards once more, her whole body trembling.
When their control had returned, he was still fully within her and began to move. No longer thrusting, he stayed at full penetration but accented different angles, varying his pressure and contact. Her sensations started to build again, but from a new direction. He kept the same motion as she writhed against him, matching his breath. Her pleasure started radiating outwards along her whole spine from deep inside her, starting in her pelvis, right through her chest and up to the base of her skull. Until this moment, she had never dreamt that these sensations could exist in her, but now she felt them building, intensifying and swelling within her, consuming more of her with each new breath. With patience and care, he began slow full-length thrusts into her, nurturing their pleasure, building it. His movements were controlled, constant and all consuming.
She felt the muscles of his back working under her hands, her fingers digging into their hardness, spurring him on as he began to vary the angles and pressures of his full penetrations. She felt his control seeping away as she urged him to give in to his own heat and their mutual need. Her shaking legs still locked around him, she pulled him into her, deeply, urgently. His every outbreath came sharp in primitive grunts that spoke to her own ancient needs. Their climaxes were merged and building.
His body responded as she felt her own heat, wetness, and lust projecting into him. She craved their combined release more than her next breath as their shared need reached its urgent crescendo.
‘Come for me, Rick, come with me.’ She knew that his moment of release would herald hers as well. She felt his body responding instantly to her nails raking at his flesh and the needful desire in her voice as she pulled herself violently into his thrusts, her legs still locked around him.
His first groaning spasm signalling his climax released hers. Contorting waves of pleasure washed between them, each giving impetus to the other as they rode their wave, finding the point of balance where their pleasure’s momentum washed between them. They were floating together in a sea of Rick and Kate, merged and experiencing each other’s pleasure as much as their own. Their release took on a life of its own as they breathed deeply with each spasm, falling deeper and deeper into their paradise until intent, like time, lost all meaning.
Their minds still sharing a deep union, their bodies eventually acceded to gravity again as the lovers’ drifted back into their separate flesh. She looked up at Rick, still fully within her and floating in his bliss, almost weightless upon her body. She felt his shoulders and arms, powerful but trembling. She snaked her arms around his neck, drawing him onto her, encouraging more of his weight onto her and kissing him in a shared celebration of happiness and peace.
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A brilliant flash of lightning and an almost simultaneous thunderclap woke them both. Searching her senses, Kate felt disoriented for a moment. Then she smelled him… a clean smell that was so intoxicatingly Rick. She inhaled and took in his masculine scent, their combined lust, and her own sweetness. She held still and revelled in her pleasures until she felt Rick’s naked body stirring under her arm after another loud crash of thunder.
‘Good morning,’ she said to him, kissing his shoulder as he stirred to fully awake. ‘That thunder is late. I’m pretty sure lightning hit me hours ago!’ When he chuckled and rolled to face her, she sat up and looked at him in the flicker of the fireplace and white strobing flashes of the storm as it raged at the city. ‘Rick, that was the most singularly intense thing I have ever experienced. I don’t know what you were doing to me, but for a really long while there, I could not have told you my own name.’
‘Any time, my beautiful Catherine, any time at all,’ he said quietly, a contented smile on his face. He reached over to a panel and a moment later, the top two thirds of the bedroom windows became clear again, revealing a spectacular view of the storm while the bottom remained opaque, maintaining their privacy. He propped himself up against the bed head with some pillows and she lay against him, his fingertips brushing her skin. They watched the storm’s light show, comfortable and wordlessly celebrating being with each other.
‘May I let you in on a secret?’ she said after giggling. ‘Mmmmm?’ he hummed. ‘I have never been fully waxed before, but I am so glad I was tonight.’
‘As am I, Kate, as am I. I love the extra sensitivity and sensation of smooth too.’ A look of theatrical horror crossed his face. ‘I have given you dinner but I have failed to offer you dessert. What must you think of me as a host?’
‘That wasn’t dessert?’ she said, rising. He smiled, watching her as she stumbled before spinning to grab the bed to steady herself. ‘Oh shit, my legs aren’t working,’ she said as her legs threatened to collapse from underneath her. Straightening up, she giggled, ‘Oh God, and my abs are totalled!’
‘You were using them a lot a few hours earlier this evening, Katie,’ Rick teased. ‘Just move slowly. Towels are on the shelf if you wish.’
Emerging a few minutes later in a soft bathrobe, she found Rick in the dining area. He had also freshened up and was wearing a towel around his waist. The apartment was cool but comfortable. He set a small board on the table with an assortment of berries and some ramekins with interesting looking sauces, a knife and some toothpicks. He smiled and indicated that she should take a seat in front of him.
‘Close your eyes again, Kate.’ A soft piece of cloth fell over her eyes as Rick fastened a blindfold around her head. Kate felt totally secure in this man’s care and allowed herself to let go. ‘Is that okay?’
She nodded in response, feeling her body reawakening. There were slight sounds as he cut some fruit.
‘Open.’
The fragrance hit her before it made contact with her mouth. The intense aroma of perfectly ripe strawberry and melted chocolate was intoxicating. She felt a small piece of fruit enter between her lips and sucked it from the toothpick. A surprising bite of chilli lit up her tongue, intensifying the taste of the chocolate and the strawberry, raising the volume of every tone of the complex combination of flavours.
For the next hour, Rick fed her tiny pieces of fruit dipped in chocolate nuanced with different flavours, sips of sparkling wine, and an occasional lingering kiss. Without warning or consultation, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her back to the bedroom.
They intoxicated each other’s mind, whilst exploring, caressing and celebrating each other’s bodies. Rolling Rick onto his back, Kate sat up, holding him still with a hand on his chest. She let her fingers run all over his relaxed form, exploring his body. She traced her fingers over his skin, finding and feeling the little, and not-so-little scars, each telling a story of his past. Her hands caressed his semi-erect shaft before tracing over his smooth waxed balls. She loved how the bare skin below contrasted against his close-cropped hair above.
Kate’s eyes drank in every contour, seeing him anew every time she looked. His hardening cock pulsing against his tummy was too much. She straddled his legs just above his knees and grabbed it firmly, moving her hands to elicit a response from him, savouring the sensations as she felt him grow harder and heavier in her grasp. Gazing at his proudly erect cock, she giggled when a thought struck her.
‘Yes?’ he asked.
Kate felt slightly embarrassed for a moment before realising that there was no need to be embarrassed about anything with Rick. ‘I have a favourite dildo,’ she said, pausing.
‘And?’
‘Well, I only recently brought it out of retirement. After Alegria, if you must know. It has always been my favourite go-to toy; the one that just gets all the right spots and always satisfies. You know… Not-too-big and not-too-small, but just right?’ His face reflected his total attention. She continued. ‘You could have been the life model for my favourite dildo, Rick,’ she said, laughing. ‘Seriously, it could have been moulded from you, even your balls. I could look at you all day like this.’
Rick responded by sighing deeply and lying back with his hands under his head, offering her all the time in the world for her explorations. Her hands started moving, almost of their own accord. She let her hands slide all over his hardness, balls and thighs. When his stomach started to move in response to what she was doing, she felt her own need becoming urgent.
In one movement, she moved up to straddle his hips, letting herself over him, engulfing him until she felt like she would surely burst. She let her weight bear down, breathing deeply and relaxing, feeling a deep delicious ache as her body admitted him completely. Sitting on his hips, they held still, enjoying their complete physical union. Kate started moving over him with small pelvic circles, her full weight still pinning him fast to the bed. Each outbreath became a sound, celebrating that every part of her was receiving just the right amount of pressure and sensation. Opening her eyes, his expression made it obvious that he shared her bliss. She leaned onto his chest with her hands, feeling his muscles carry her easily. Both cried out as Kate hooked her feet over his thighs and rolled her pelvis forward. He looked at her in delighted surprise and moaned before letting his head roll back in bliss.
Kate felt her desire growing into an all-consuming demand as she quickened her pace, only to have him slow her again. With his hands guiding her hips, his smile told her that they had all the time in the world. She pushed against his chest and they started moving against each other, pleasurable tension flowing between them. Kate felt her climax coming from a long way away. She also felt within her his growing need. He smiled as their bodies began to tremble, their breathing ragged.
Kate pushed down over him as hard as she could, feeling him pulsing deep inside her. Just as he started regaining his control, she smiled wickedly at him, unhooked her feet from his thighs and broke her hips free from his hands. She moved hard and fast, thrusting down and back savagely, taking her pleasure upon him right to the delicious edge of pain. She took his control away from him, her body demanding that his orgasm meet hers. With his every groan of pleasure, vibrations passed into her body and had an incendiary effect within her. With her first deep wave building already, their pace became a rutting abandon as they writhed towards their release. Kate’s orgasm surged through her in deep, almost painfully urgent spasms that started in her chest and moved through her body and into him, his every groaning contraction triggering her own.
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At some point, when the dawn was starting to temper the dark sky, Kate felt herself aware of his arm resting comfortably on her buttock, his breathing regular. She floated in a warm sea of sheets, blankets and Rick, drifting back to sleep, not having fully awoken.
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