Second Firsts

Doing what he was told, he laid back for me. I crawled to him and climbed up over him. He was still quivering from what I'd done with my mouth. As I lifted myself up, I could feel that his body had not relented for me.

When I moved him inside me and moved down on him, I made sure to get every single inch inside me. I dropped my head back once he was fully inside me, dropping my hands behind me to prop myself up. I felt his thick, warm fingers along the middle of my chest to my stomach.

I felt his hands gripping my hips and then he began to move me over him. I brought my eyes back to his and placed my arms over the headboard to balance. When our eyes met, I could see how badly he wanted this and me. It was like he'd wanted me and only my body for his entire life.

I rode him harder because that is what we both needed. It could be slow, and we'd take our time on another day. Right now, this needed to be dirty, raw, and lustful. He reached up and squeezed my ribs moving me at the pace he preferred. When I felt his hands grip my breasts, it was like he was seeing me for the first time over and over again.

His lips were parted, and I could see his cute, white teeth just along the edge of his upper lip. I couldn't decide if I wanted to stare at his beauty or suck on his tongue. I opted for the latter. I dropped down to him and gripped his jaw again, raking my nails along him.

He rose to meet me, pushing his tongue inside my mouth. I giggled in gleeful satisfaction, and I could feel his smile against my lips for a moment. When I tried to back up, he pulled my face back to him as we kissed deeply again.

When we did part, he was now sitting up finding our rhythm and we looked deeply into one another's eyes. I clung to his neck.

"I'm close," I whimpered. My sweat was rolling down my chin straight into his mouth.

"Do it. For me. I want to feel you," he said. I nodded, wincing, and crying again, my lamenting moans echoing throughout the house. Our house, new just like the two of us, build over, starting over and that flash burn begins now. We were finding out who we were and while it was horrible to have neglected these parts of us before, it only lent to more intense passion now. It had smoldered long enough and now it was time to ignite.

He reached up and held my cheek as I squeezed my eyes shut. While caressing my cheek gently he whispered, "Yes, that's it my beautiful girl. Don't stop until you've had enough of me."

"What if it takes longer than you need?" I asked with a whine. He smiled up at me with a slight turn of his face to the left.

"I'll get what I need. Don't you worry."

I was grinding on him and despite my fears, I was overtaken by an orgasm and just when I was about to come, I couldn't help but cry out, "I love you, Bram." My voice was trembling, and I could feel tears in my eyes as they fell to his face.

He smiled up at me with his own tears and held my cheek.

"Can you do it again?" he asked in a whisper.

"Yes," I whimpered. This time I pushed him down on his back pressing my tits to his chest. I could feel my nipples getting harder with the friction of our bodies together. And with that extra stimulation against my nipples, it pushed me over the edge. My breath was skipping, and my moans erupted from my throat to

I felt his hands against my ass as he held me onto him, so we were perfectly pressing until I was overwhelmed with another orgasm, this one stronger than the last one. I felt it from the middle of my chest all the way down to my toes.

"Yeah, that's my good girl," he growled at me as he licked and sucked hard on my neck. I wasn't sure how it was possible to feel that blissful. We kissed deeply like the animals we were as I continued to ride him. "I want to try something else," he breathed.

"I'll do anything you want!" I breathed. I meant it. I climbed off him and he got behind me.

"Is this okay?" he asked. I could tell that he was only being polite. He needed permission first, though.

"Yes! Do it," I growled. He held onto my back, squeezing my ribs and then he entered me. I tossed my hair back and he grabbed it again. I could feel him getting more swollen inside me and I made sure with every thrust to help meet him half-way backing up on him.

When he clung to my hip with his left hand, I could feel him examining my body with his fingers, floating along my pelvis. As he was closer, he rolled over my back and held me to him, pressing our bodies tightly together. I could feel his sweat and mine combining into one continuous river of saltiness.

I could hear his breathing getting harder, then he stopped, then he was panting again, then halted and then he squeezed his cheek against mine.

"I love you, Alex," he lamented. His words blended into one final[lustful] groan for me and then I felt him release inside me. It was stronger and freer than he'd been before with me because we were.

We both dropped to the bed, our strength fully drained from our saturated session. He pulled me to him, kissing my cheek and then my lips. I loved the feeling of his hot, skipping breath against my neck. I was still gasping with him.

"For your enhancement," he began, still panting. "Did you pick to be an irresistible seductress?" I giggled at him and then I looked at him seriously.

"Do you really think I'll be able to get one?"

"Why wouldn't you?"

"How do you know what to do or pick?"

"I've thought about it since the last time we spoke. I wasn't explaining it properly. It's whatever you want when you both want and need it most."

"I don't know if that explains it any better."

"Yeah, you're right it doesn't but that's the only way that I can describe what set it in motion."

"I guess I'll find out."

"Yes, you will," he said. I closed my eyes as he stroked my hair. With whispering words, he said, "You don't need an enhancement like that, Alex. You are the most tantalizing, tempting woman I have ever had the pleasure of being with. When I was younger, I would have seen you and I wouldn't be able to speak. Being able to do this with you, live this life, I can't believe I'm not dreaming."

I giggled again.

"I've wanted you for a long time, too."

"Really? What do you like?"

"You're strong-willed and physically. You're confident. There isn't any way you'd take any shit from anyone."

"Do you feel safe with me?"

"Safer than I ever have.

I watched him as he glanced down and then up at me.

"I'm sorry for all the horrible, abusive, deplorable things I've ever said to you. I knew you could own me, and I couldn't let you see it. And, I didn't want to lose you, contract or not, I thought I would."

"Wow, Bram. Thank you, for saying that to me."

"I mean it with everything in me. I am sorry, Alex. You have all of me now. So, whatever you want or need from me, please tell me. I'll do everything in my power to get it for you."

"I know you will," I said. We gazed into one another's eyes, and I kissed him gently. We were quiet for a moment and then I asked, "Is your other brother's name? Ralph?" I asked. He chuckled.

"It's Rhys," he said.

"How do you get along with him?"

"We get along well. He's the quietest of us all. I think he's more thoughtful. I don't know how he came from Rusty."

"Speaking of Rusty, not that I want to," I said. He laughed.

"Please don't spend too much time."

"How do you feel about confronting him? You said he can't do anything to us. We could bring our protective detail. By the way, where are they?"

"They're always close by. You can't always see them. But if we want them close, all we have to do is ask."

"Well? How do you feel about it?" I asked, holding my chin in my thumb and index finger.

"I'd be up for that. Sure."

"Yeah!" I exclaimed. He laughed at me.

"He pissed you off, huh?"

"Of course. I know he has with you too. Maybe we could get all of Darlings to band together and stand up to him."

"He's ... connected. We could tell him off but there isn't much more than we could do. He has goons. I mean, I used to be one of them so I know what they can do."

"I bet you were with how strong you are. And sometimes you get so angry. Maybe you just needed to let off some steam in a different way."

"Yeah, in the way we just did."

"Yes. Sometimes, I think you just need to fuck. Right?" I asked. I saw his green eyes sparkle with mischief.

"I do. But not just anybody. It has to be you. You're the only one who can match me, you alluring succubus."

"Uh oh. Isn't that a bad thing?"

"No, they do suck the life out of people."

"Is that a metaphor?"

"Of course, my darling," he grinned at me suggestively. "But seriously. I don't know how else to describe it to you. You're captivating. You're like a ... demon."

"I can honestly say that, coming from you, that's a compliment."

"It so is."

"So, when can I meet Rhys?"

"Wanna take a trip? You think you're up for it?"

"Let's do it!"