He doesn’t wait another second, he pushes inside me, stretching me the entire way. He’s so much bigger than I’m used to, and I can’t help whimpering when he slams in the rest of the way.
Stilling, he searches my eyes. “Are you alright?” he asks, concern lacing his voice.
Placing my hands on either side of his face, I nod my head. “I’ve never felt this way before. Keep going, keep making me feel beautiful.”
“Sweetheart, you are so much more than beautiful. You’re jaw-dropping perfection,” he says as he starts to move. Slowly at first, I’m sure letting me get used to his size. Although it doesn’t last long because he picks up his pace, and my body begs for more. With every thrust I let out a moan, a bit louder the harder he goes. Within minutes, he is pounding into me, awakening my body like never before.
My nails dig into his shoulders as my body begins the climb again. “Tenn, oh God, it feels so good,” I moan out.
“You’re fucking heaven, Regan. Your silky skin rubbing against mine, tight pussy gripping my cock, and your perfect tits bouncing; it’s fucking stunning. Oh, damn you feel so good,” he groans out.
I can’t handle it. The way he slams into me, his sexy deep voice, I’m at the brink. “I’m not going to last much longer,” I moan, my eyes having closed with pleasure.
“Me either. It’s too much, I’ve waited so long for this and it’s so much more,” he says. Pinning my hands above my head I feel his breath against my lips. “Open your eyes.”
I do as he says, and as our eyes connect my body explodes. In that moment, I swear I can see his soul and I hope he can see mine. It is the most profound moment I’ve ever shared, and I feel a connection to him like never before.
“Tenn,” I shout over and over as my orgasm spirals, incessantly.
“I’m right behind you, fuck, Regan,” he growls out, stilling as his release takes over.
We lay wrapped around each other, regaining our ability to speak. It’s not weird, it’s not uncomfortable, it’s a feeling of belonging. This is where we belong.
Tenn lifts his head and we both smile, huge sexually satisfied smiles. “Tenn, this was so…I mean it was…I just can’t find the words,” I say, running my hands up his muscular arms.
Kissing me, letting his tongue explore my mouth as if it was the first time, we both let out a soft moan. “I know exactly what you mean,” he says after breaking the kiss.
We never get dressed, no more words are spoken. I fall asleep pressed against his naked body, feeling complete.
**
Getting up the next morning is not easy. Tenn woke me up with his mouth on my pussy, and I’ll admit it is so much fucking better than waking up to a screaming alarm. Although there was screaming.
We ate breakfast and stayed wrapped around each other on the couch most of the early afternoon. I don’t want it to end. Tomorrow life goes back to normal, and I’m not ready for it.
“Hey, you want to do something today?” he asks.
“Like what?” I ask, turning my head to see him.
He thinks for a minute before smiling. “Meet our friends for dinner and drinks?”
“All of them?” I joke.
He climbs on top of me grinning. “I don’t care who’s there, I want everyone to see how lucky I am.”
“I am a hell of a prize,” I say, winking.
Even though I’m a little nervous for the reaction we will get once everyone knows we are together, we both make phone calls to set-up dinner. During which I ignore a call from my mother. That conversation is not one I am looking forward to at all. It will be the ultimate embarrassment.
Once I’m done getting ready for dinner, I go into the kitchen to grab a water while I wait on Tenn to finish getting ready. I’m fidgety, restless almost. Maybe it’s because I’m so happy, and I’m terrified it’s going to end once we step out of the front door. Yesterday when we left we hadn’t had sex yet, but now that we have, now that I feel this unbelievable connection to him, fear is creeping its way in. I hate it, and I’m pissed for allowing it.
Tenn presses a kiss to my shoulder and I scream, throwing my elbow back.
“Arg, fuck, Regan. What the hell?” he groans bending at the waist.
“Oh fuck.” I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his head. “You scared me, I didn’t know it was you,” I whisper.
He stands up and shakes his head. “Who the hell did you think it was? We are the only ones here.”