Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were heavy, her nipples painfully erect. And lower, in her most private regions, need pooled, making it impossible for her to remain still."Is this what desire felt like? Is this what is like to want somebody that it even hurts? Why… This is making me insane but in a pa.s.sionate way…"
Ingrid"s thought swirled with much rush to taste that desire. She doesn"t want to miss every detail of this experience. She wanted to savor every bit of it. Like a delicious food that she"s overly excited to taste for the first time.
Each touch, each caress, she soaked up greedily, wanting and needing more. She craved his hands upon her. She wanted his tenderness and caring. She needed him to look upon her as he"d never looked upon another woman.
However, he pushed himself upward leaving her deprived of his warmth. She almost protested of his movement, but when she met his gaze, there"s something in his eyes that stops her in doing so. There"s full of emotion in it that she"s at loss for words to describe it.
Clifford"s gaze darkened, sending quivers pursuit athwart her skin. But there is one thing she notices in his gaze. There is something intensely predatory about it, that it awakened a keen sense aching of more vulnerability within her which she never is aware of before.
He made her shatter the walls in her heart even without much effort in doing so. He"s like an oasis in a parched land, quenching her thirst and need.
He smiled and kissed her, moving those firm, warm lips over hers. When he drew away, he said,
"Ingrid, this night is an unantic.i.p.ated night in which we should both enjoy. There should be no rush in our first time as husband and wife because s.e.x is after all, a gift from G.o.d. And I want you to remember this moment as long as we both remember."
With those words, Ingrid fully yields to the first and the last man who will have her. The only man whom she will love and serve for the rest of her life. He took her hands and pulled her to stand up.
Gently, Clifford strips away her dress. Ingrid trembled. A kind of trembling that isn"t about fear but of antic.i.p.ation. Antic.i.p.ation of opening the gift they will both enjoy.
She sucked in a breath when he effortlessly took her dress down her body and then he let it go, allowing it to fall at her feet and skilfully divested her undergarments. In a few more moments, she stood there before him naked. His gaze rummage around her body and hoa.r.s.ely uttered,
"Beautiful."
With just a word said is so much more for Ingrid. She felt needed. Cherished. Treasured. His gaze, the way he looked at her, the appreciation in his eyes and the way the muscles in his arms tightened shudders her being. Her senses wanted to break loose.
"Ahh, just what have you done to me?" her thoughts screamed in delight, she seems insanely sane.
"Come to me." He demanded.
Ingrid then took a nervous step forward, and then his arms came around her, pulling her between his legs. He pressed his lips between the valley of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and kissed right over her heart. The sensations he"s giving her p.r.i.c.kled through her skin.
And his kisses are less patient this time. Hot and demanding. Breathless. He is now more forceful, his body tense against hers. She could feel the power emanating from him, knowing that he could crush her with the slightest effort.
But he"s delicately tender with her. He treated her like she"s the most precious object in the world and breaking her would mean his end. She moans softly into his mouth and relaxed against him, allowing some of the tension in her body to go away.
What he"s doing to her body, teasing, caressing, sucking, is like nothing she"d ever felt before. It was frightening for its sheer intensity. Streaks of pleasure bolted through her body.
The next thing she knew she was cuddled on Clifford"s lap and he was stroking her body as he kissed her forehead. Ingrid then felt that her husband is still fully clothed which she thought is unfair. She stopped his hands to roam around her body and prevented him to further his advances and said,
"You"re still dressed…" she huff, yet her eyes are longing for more from him. Chuckling he answered,
"Do you oppose?" Ingrid nodded instantly. As she seductively smile, she said,
"I wanna see you taking your clothes off…"
Clifford"s eyes are on fire and she found herself abruptly put aside as he stood. She stared up at him open-mouthed as he loomed over the bed.
"Then, my love, I"ll certainly grant your desire…" he winked.
They both move up.
Ingrid sits at the edge of the bed. Her eyes never left her husband"s. Utter excitement boiled within her. She gulped several times when her husband teasingly stripped his clothes.