Chapter 391

They were wet and cold and completely a mess when they got back to the house. Derek was having a smoke outside when they pulled up.

"Hello." Derek said with a sly smile. Nora adjusted her clothes.

"Hello." She said back. Christian gave him the eye and followed Nora into the house and upstairs.

"Come here." He said, leading her into his room. He took her hand and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower. She looked into his eyes as her carefully focused on taking off her clothes. He unzipped her jacket and unbuttoned her shirt, taking it off and letting it fall to the floor. He unfastened her pants and pulled them down and off. She stood before him, completely naked. He looked at her face and then his gaze trailed down her body, as if he had never seen anything like it before.

"Have you ever seen a naked woman before?" She asked. He shook his head. She stood there, allowing him to have his fill. When his gaze broke, she walked to him and took off his clothes, too. She stepped back and looked at him, as he had just done with her.

"I know you've seen a naked man before." He said, smiling shyly.

"Not one so beautiful." She said. "Not you." He felt a wave of emotion move through him. A feeling he had never felt before. It ignited a fire inside of him. He took her face into his hands and kissed her. He moved, still kissing her, into the large shower. As they stood under the water, he kissed her again and then turned her around forcefully, moving her up against the wall and kissing her back, opening her feet with his and moving in between her, entering her from behind. She gasped as he pinned her hands into the tiled wall, thrusting with long, forceful stokes, he pulled out and turned her around, lifting her up into his arms and entering her again, this time facing her. The ecstasy of it all was cathartic for him. All the responsibility, all the worry, having to be the perfect son, perfect man, all gone. The water running over their bodies, like a baptism. Every thrust brought him closer to her and his real self. He could be unhinged here, he was sanctified, inside of her. The release of his orgasm nearly caused him to faint.

After they caught their breath, he grabbed the shampoo and poured it into his hands, lathering it and massaging it into her hair. He washed her entire body, cleaning and rinsing her like it was all part of some ritual he didn't understand. But he had to do it. He needed to wash her. To care for the body that had just given him so much pleasure. After they were clean, he toweled her dry and lead her into the bedroom. She sat him down on the bed and knelt down on the floor, gripping his manhood gently and caressing it. She smiled and looked up at him, making sure he was watching her as she took him into her mouth.

"Oh fuck." He whispered. She moved up and down and used her tongue in ways he didn't realize a woman could.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to explode into your mouth." He said, grabbing her hair and moaning again. She stopped and stood up, climbing on top of him.

"Although I would love to taste you, filling my mouth, I'd rather ride you." She said with a smile. She positioned herself over him and slowly slid onto his shaft, making sure to ease down gently at first.

"That feels so incredible. You are amazing." He whispered. She quickened the pace, moving faster and riding him harder, moving her hands to her hair as if she was possessed, free and unyielding, slamming the head board into the wall with every movement, sliding up and down, forcing him as deeply as possible inside of her.

He felt her climax coming, as her body tensed up again and gripped him from the inside.

"Cum for me." He moaned. She did as he commanded, slamming down onto him and riding until she felt his pour into her as well.

"Oh god. Ohhhhhh." He cried out. She collapsed onto him, panting as their hearts pounded in rhythm.

He was still inside of her when he woke up. They must have both fallen asleep soon after their lovemaking. He felt himself stir and harden against her walls. She moaned and opened her eyes, looking at him and kissing him. He smiled and gently flipped her over onto her back, still moving inside of her, thrusting gently and lifting her legs with his arms while moving quicker.

Her orgasm came quickly and so did his, but this time, they remained locked into one another's eyes, watching as each met their climax and staying there even after. Not only had Christian lost his virginity, he had also made love to woman. Connected to a woman. At that moment, still connected physically, they both knew they could never recover from this. Their lives were changed forever.

"I'm kind of starving." Nora said. Christian thought about it for a moment.

"Me too, actually." He said. They laughed and got out of bed, putting on a mixed assortment of clothing and headed to the kitchen.