At Long Last (2 page)

“
I'm just nervous,” I said softly as I leaned against him. “Everything you're doing feels amazing and I'm really enjoying it, but I feel so anxious.” Arion kissed the top of my head again and moved his hand down to rub my back.

             
“You know I love you more than anyone. I’d do anything for you. If you aren't ready yet, then I understand. We don't have to do anything that you don't want to,” Arion said as he took my hands in his. “All I want is to make you feel good.”

As I listened to his words, I realized I was nervous for no reason. This was my
Arion, the man I had fallen in love with, who always treated me with kindness and caring and love. He had never hurt me and always tried to please me. Whatever we did tonight was an expression of the love we had for each other, and he was treating it as just that.

I wrapped my arms around
Arion's shoulders and pulled him close, crashing my lips against his own roughly.

Arion
placed his hand along my jaw and parted my lips with his tongue, pulling me to him. He wrapped his other arm around my waist, his tongue moving against my own as we feverishly kissed. I placed my hand over his own, guiding it down and over my breast again. Arion slowly pulled away from my lips and our eyes locked. “Are you sure?” he asked me, watching for my reaction.

“
I've always been sure,” I whispered back. He slowly guided me so that I was laying down again, his lips trailing over my neck and chest as he moved me. I watched as Arion began kissing his way down my bare stomach again, dragging his tongue over my flesh slowly and pausing here and there to blow puffs of cool air over the trail of kisses he left. Any lingering hesitation I had left slowly melted away as my body began to tremble again, growing warm from desire. I flushed a little as Arion paused below my navel, planting a light kiss above my womanhood.

A deep sigh sounded from my throat as I closed my eyes, lifting my hips slightly into the air. I wasn't exactly sure what
Arion had planned, but I knew I wanted to find out. The warmth and want I had developed throughout Arion's teasing kisses and sensual treatment of my body had now grown into an uncontrollable desire, and I wanted release from the torturous throbbing between my legs. My lover pushed at my knees again, spreading my thighs open and exposing my most intimate area to the cold air and himself for the first time. I didn't expect his next move and gasped loudly, my hips jerking again as his mouth pressed against my mound.

Despite our
seven years of abstinence, Arion clearly could read my body and quickly figured out how to please me. As his tongue moved against my sex, I could do little more than quiver and voice my enjoyment in the form of soft moans and breaths. I reached for my love and found his hair with my hands, holding onto the chocolate locks loosely between my fingers. I squirmed underneath his mouth, beginning to move my lower body with the rhythm of his motions. There was a delicious, wonderful feeling building within the core of my hips, and I let Arion's name slip softly from my mouth between moans. His hands had found their way to my thighs, and began to stroke the soft skin slowly as he continued to taste me. My eyelids felt heavy, my head cloudy as if I was stuck between reality and a fantasy in my mind. I didn't notice that Arion's fingers had moved until I felt them replace his tongue, lightly stroking at my entrance. I squirmed more on the bed as he slowly began to push the tip of the digit inside me. A loud groan escaped my mouth as his tongue went back to work, moving in a steady rhythm with the end of his finger.

The pressure growing between my thighs was becoming nearly unbearable, and I was almost at the brink of telling
Arion to stop. My breath moved in short, light gasps and I couldn't keep still on the bed. From my scalp to my toes, I felt warm and bothered and restless, as if I was coming to the edge of a cliff and couldn't back down. As Arion's mouth and hand moved against me, I suddenly lost what little grip I had left on reality. My hips arched from the bed and I cried out, an unexpected pressure suddenly breaking inside me as a deep wave of pleasure overtook my body. I felt my hips and muscles contract and spasm in delightful ripples, and after a moment I collapsed and lay still on the bed. I breathed heavily, wiping at the fine sweat that had developed over my forehead, and looked down at Arion.

Arion
moved to lie beside me, pulling me to his chest and brushing my hair out of my face. I pressed my cheek against his skin, sighing softly and relaxing in familiar and warm arms.

“
Arion,” I said softly after a couple minutes. “That was unbelievable.”

He planted a few kisses on my forehead and rubbed up and down my bare spine.
“I'm glad you enjoyed it,” he said, his chin resting on my head. As I became aware of my surroundings again, I noticed something warm and hard pressing against my stomach. I looked down inquisitively, and flushed as I remembered I wasn't the only one who had desires to be taken care of.

Arion
noticed the look on my face and smiled, brushing my hair away from my eyes again. “It’s fine,” he said as he touched me. “We don't have to do anything else.” I looked up at my love, who had done all he could to satisfy me and make me at ease. I wanted to do the same for him.

“
No,” I said firmly. “I want to. I want to be with you, and make you feel good too.” I pressed my lips to his and placed my hand on his hip, urging his body closer to mine. I felt him shiver at my touch and I smiled a little, almost proud that he seemed to be enjoying my touch as I had enjoyed his. Arion slid his fingers into my hair to pull me close as we kissed, his other hand sliding down my skin to grasp my backside again. I felt his hips press against mine and I sighed against his lips.

It was barely a couple minutes before
Arion moved me onto my back again, kneeling between my legs as our mouths still touched. I squirmed underneath him, desire pooling between my thighs again as the warm bulge at the front of his boxers pressed against me. I clutched at his shoulders, pulling his body closer to my own as my hips rocked upwards. Arion pulled away from my lips and a soft moan left his mouth. The simple sound sent shivers down my spine, and I pressed my hips against his harder in response. I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him closer to my bare flesh as another sigh escaped from between my lips. My skin felt warm again, and I was finding it hard to lie still on the bed. I began to move my hands up his arms and over his back, touching and exploring his body as he had to my own. As I slid my arms higher, I wrapped them around his shoulders and pulled him close to me, shivering as he looked into my eyes.

“
I'm ready,” I whispered as our eyes locked.

Arion
started to smile, but groaned instead as I reached down to touch the elastic waist of his boxers. I shyly tugged at the material, not daring to move it more than half an inch. Arion sat up a little, watching as my hands moved so dangerously close to his hips. I pulled a little more at the article of clothing, my hands shaking slightly from being nervous. Arion leaned in and kissed me softly on the forehead, placing his hands over my own and moving them from the elastic waist. He grasped at the fabric himself, slowly pulling it down to his knees, then ankles before kicking it off to the floor. I gasped as I slowly looked down, taking in my first sight of a nude man. I reached out uncertainly and wrapped my fingers loosely around his shaft, blushing as he moaned low in his throat. Arion leaned over me again, his manhood pressing against my hand and the meeting of my thighs as he pressed his lips to mine. Our mouths crashed together as we tasted each other, our desire and need nearly unbearable. I was shocked at how hot his flesh felt against my own and my hips writhed in anticipation as our skin touched. Arion pulled back a little and looked into my eyes.

“
I'll go slowly, okay?” Arion said to me. “If it's too much, tell me and I’ll stop.”

I nodded and bit at my bottom lip slightly.

Arion shifted on the bed and adjusted himself, and I soon felt his manhood lightly pressing at my entrance. I braced myself and gasped as Arion pushed against me. A sharp pain struck between my hips and I winced, crying out and grabbing at my lover's shoulders. Arion paused for a moment, staying still inside me and planting small kisses all over my face and neck to calm me. I winced harder and dug my fingertips into his skin. Slowly the pain started to dissipate and I opened my eyes, looking up him as I panted softly.

“
It's okay,” I said softly.

Arion
pressed his lips to mine as he moved a little, pushing deeper inside me. I moaned against his mouth, moving my hands to the bed and clutching at the sheets. It was an indescribable feeling. I felt full and complete, as if Arion and I had been meant to be together in this way, and the pleasure growing inside me almost stole away my breath. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed inside me and drew him closer, groaning as I was filled with pleasure again. Arion kissed me passionately, forcing his lips against mine as we moved as one and rocked our hips together in one motion. My breath came quicker and harder as Arion moved with deep, slow motions, and my legs tightened around his waist.

As hot as my body had felt earlier, it seemed as if I was on fire now. The room became a blur, and all I was aware of was
Arion, and the fact that he was inside me and so deliciously close to me. I trembled beneath my lover and rocked my body against his, craving even more of him. Arion's lips pressed against my ear and down my neck, his tongue darting out against my skin. The pressure and warmth inside me grew with each movement of his mouth and hips, and I grasped at his shoulders desperately as if I would be able to steady myself if I got hold of him.

“
Arion,” I moaned, clutching at him. “I can't…I can't take it anymore.” I felt him move faster inside me, forcing another loud groan from my mouth. My body jerked and tensed against him, the heat within me breaking as a wave of pleasure shook through my insides. I faintly heard myself calling his name as I trembled, and he pulled me close to him and stilled for a moment. My eyes were still closed as I felt his lips meet mine, and faintly I noticed my body being moved into a different position. I slowly realized I was sitting up, and I opened my eyes to look down and find myself on top of Arion. I started to move in an effort to get up and found myself moaning softly as I found he was still inside me. Arion smiled up at me and I blushed, quickly figuring out what he wanted me to do.

“
I…I don't know how,” I said softly, my face flushing more.

Arion
drew me close to him and planted a kiss lightly on my lips. “I'll help you.”

He placed his hands on my hips and lifted me up a little, moving me on his lap and causi
ng me to gasp. The feeling was much different than the other position, but still felt wonderful. Encouraged by his hands, I moved my hips experimentally, eliciting a moan from Arion. Slowly I started rocking back and forth, moving up and down his length. Each movement caused a swell of pleasure and I placed my hands on Arion's chest to steady myself. He gently moved his hands over my own and I leaned down to taste his lips. “I love you,” I whispered against his mouth between kisses and moans.

Arion
placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me in for another kiss as he whispered back. “I love you so much more.”

I rocked my hips faster, a familiar need coming back the more I moved. Here I was with the man I loved after so many years of waiting, and
it was more wonderful than I could have ever imagined. I wanted to stay like this and with Arion for as long as I could. I held onto my lover's hands as I moved, using them as leverage to lift my body up and down. Squeezing his fingers tight, I pressed my body against his harshly, causing a moan to break from between his lips. It was Arion's turn to struggle on the bed, and I watched with bliss as I pleased him—I wanted to be one with him tonight.

My need continued to grow and I felt as though I was going to burst with pleasure again. I grasped at
Arion as my flesh pushed against his own and he hugged me to his chest, moaning against my ear. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and I felt Arion press me to him harder, a distinct tone of desperation in his moans. I felt him tensing beneath me and I gasped, hardly able to control my satisfaction any longer. He suddenly placed his hand on the back of my head and crushed my lips against his own in a frantic kiss, and my hips jerked as pleasure overtook me for the third time that night. Arion shuddered and I felt his manhood throb inside me. Slowly his lips relaxed as well as his grip on me, and I rested against him, my body lying on top of his own.

“
Amazing…” Arion said finally after what felt like an eternity of silence. “That, you… Just amazing.”

I cleared my throat
softly, afraid I wouldn't be able to talk after everything that had happened. “I know,” I said back softly. “It was unbelievable.”

I settled next to
Arion's side and laid my head on his chest. His fingers traced patterns over the skin of my shoulder as I rested beside him, and every now and then he would place a small kiss on my cheek. We laid in bed for half an hour talking about the day's events, our plans for the honeymoon and our excitement over the future. I no longer felt nervous or anxious next to Arion, and I knew that by his side was where I belonged.

After our talk,
Arion fixed me a warm bath to relax and helped me into the water. As he dragged the sponge over my back, I looked back over my shoulder and caught his eyes with my own.