Naomi POV
This was so important to both of us.
I had to get the words out. I knew, I'd known for a while he was it. I would never, ever feel what I felt for him again in my life. I'd known exactly what I was doing when I sat down in that tattoo chair. There was no going back. I knew his emotions were intense, I could feel his eyes on me during our tattoo sessions. The artist had joked with me about it, putting me at ease. Weird that knowing he was eagle-eyeing the artist made me feel more secure? We all know they are just doing a job, but his protectiveness was like a warm coat that wrapped itself around my soul.
For all that this man was intense, he was also gentle. He pushed me, but never too far, never past what I could handle. It was as if he knew I wanted him to push but also knew I could not leave it up to him. I had to take the next step. I had to be the one to push myself and move forward. The impetus to change had to come from me.
I knew it, of course, but I think everyone has those moments where it's just easier when someone else leads you. It's not something I really want to have happen, in reality. I want to be the one managing my own heart and choices, but I can't deny it's much harder than someone else deciding for you, with the added caveat that if it's not right, you have someone you can well... blame.
I do not want to be the type to blame anyone, so Ren was right to wait me out.
And now, I was desperate for him.
Desperate to feel us connect in the most primal way possible.
I pushed his soft tee over his head, running my hand gently over his own new tattoo. He shuddered just like I did. I could see he was excited. Like I said, these pants hid absolutely nothing. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his lips gently. It was like a dam broke as he pulled me to him, ravishing my lips. For sure they were going to be swollen, but I didn't care. Our piercings just made things more intense. It was like everything was more intense than before.
Maybe because I'd let go of my need to hold back?
He pulled my cami off and attacked my pierced n*****s with his tongue. It was so intense I almost lost my balance. He grinned up at me before pulling my shorts down. I stepped out of them before tugging at his pants, making them drop to his ankles. He promptly kicked them away. Wow. He was so hard and pre-c*m pearled eagerly at his head. Who was hungry? f**k, this boy had been trying too much to hold back and I knew it.
I felt a little guilty, because I'd been physically ready, just not emotionally.
How many guys would have been this patient? Not a lot, from what I had experienced.
I'm not judging, it's just what I lived.
"Let's move this to your bed, hmm?" He murmured hoarsely, tugging my hand with excitement as he rushed to lay me down and crawl between my legs, pushing them apart and diving face first into my p***y. He was licking, biting, and sucking with an intensity that I'd not yet seen from him. He pushed two fingers inside, pumping and rubbing. Oh hot damn. He was beyond enthusiastic. I giggled, and his brow popped up as he licked and sucked on my c**t, his eyes meeting mine.
"Eager, are we?" I said on a gasp. "s**t, Ren, that feels good." He was aggressively sucking on my c**t and fluttering his tongue over it at the same time. He stopped for a moment, and one side of his mouth quirked up as he wiped away some of my juices. Oh my, was I really that wet? Gosh!
"Babe, you've made me the happiest I've ever been in my life today. And to know we're going to be joined here?" His hand drifted through my folds as he slid two fingers inside me once again. "Has me nearly out of my mind." Suddenly he paused. "s**t, I forgot to grab a condom. I wasn't actually thinking we were gonna do this tonight." He said sheepishly. I smiled.
Lucky for him, I was thinking ahead.
"I have a surprise for you. No need for condoms, babe. I got an IUD already." His face was full of surprise. Then he scrambled up to kiss me deeply and press his forehead to mine. "You're clean, right?" I giggled. I was teasing him. I knew all about his s****l history with Janet. He'd made sure to get tested after that bullshit, and hadn't dipped his wick since. Obviously, I was a virgin, so I was clean too. He grinned, mischief written across his face.
"I love it when you give me s**t, babe. So nice to hear you say it back." He refocused on making me pant and moan his name, attacking my neck and jawline as he settled himself between my legs. I felt nothing but desire as he looked into my eyes with utmost care and tenderness. "Moment of truth, Nao. You sure you are ready?" I nodded. "Words, please babe. It's really important to me that I have your consent." I put my hands on his cheeks and stared right back into his.
This is why I loved him so much. He always checked in to make sure I was okay, that my needs were met.
"Soren Hayes, I want you to make me yours in all ways. Please." I said, my voice warm and dark with wanting. I was already panting just thinking about joining our bodies, finally.
"Fuck." He said as he slid forward slowly into my wetness. Trauma? Thank God, it was nowhere near this moment. I felt nothing but urgent need and love as he slowly made sure my body was opening up to him. When he bottomed out, his tip resting firmly against my cervix, he groaned. "I apologize if I embarrass myself before you get yours, babe. You feel way too good." I knew there was more, and my hips seemed to have a mind of their own as they began to lift rhythmically.
Funny how your body just seems to know what to do? Nature at its best, I suppose.
"Less talk, more moving, babe. It's not going to take me much. I can feel your piercings." I moaned. And I did, the ladder rubbing me deliciously in the deepest part of me. "Please." There was no more talking as he finally moved his hips back and forth, slowly at first, then hard and fast as he realized I didn't mind it rough. I knew he'd never hurt me. And I had a safe word, which I knew for certain he'd full stop if I used it. I don't know much about how different it would feel with a guy who hadn't been pierced, but those three little barbells were amazing. I came at least three times before he finally growled out his own release. I could feel his c*m coating and filling me, his tip slightly penetrating my cervix, causing another explosive orgasm.
I was so glad I'd met him. Ren was a very special man.
We were sweaty, sticky, and nearly boneless in our satisfaction, but he just held me close, not pulling out, showering me with kiss after kiss. I was so glad I'd done this with him, given him my heart, body, and if I'm honest, my soul.
I loved him with everything I had.
Soren POV
I'm so f****d.
In a good way, actually. I will never get enough of her, and my hips were already moving for another round as she moaned my name. Her hips lifted to meet mine, and I pulled out, to flip her over onto her knees. I grasped her hips and pulled her p***y back onto my rigid c**k. She gasped. My hand slowly slid up her back to her neck, waiting for an indication if I could try what I was itching to do. She must have sensed my hesitation as she pushed back against me. f**k she was so tight. Not to be an asshole and compare, but the one other girl I'd been with well, was not.
Hotdog in a hallway, and let's be clear folks, I'm not a small guy. Maybe she just didn't exercise or something. Back to the best thing in the world...
Nao's tight wetness hugged me like the gods had hand-crafted her just for my pleasure. My possessive side was creeping out, and I didn't want to mess up the progress we'd made. I wanted to make love to her sweetly and gently, but the beast inside me was growling to come out and play with his woman.
"Babe, do what you want. I feel you hesitating. I'll use my safe word if it's too much." My wonderful girl said, and I grasped her neck lightly, making her gasp. It was not hard, just a little pressure. I wasn't sure how far I could push my desires. Feeling her walls clench around me, I grinned. She liked it, so far. After pounding into her a bit, I slid my hand to grasp her hair into a ponytail and pulled a little. She clenched again, and I let loose, both of us shouting out our release.
I pulled out and she whimpered. I know, babe, I know.
But we both needed a little cleanup.
"One moment babe." I said, kissing her cheek before walking into her en-suite and grabbing a warm, wet washcloth. She'd laid on her back, and I pulled her legs apart, making her grin, before she realized what I was doing. And then she f*****g blushed. s**t. "It's my pleasure to take care of you, babe." I said and she nodded. I tossed the cloth into the laundry basket and returned to the bed.
She had to let me take care of her as much as she could. It was my love language, a combination of acts of service and physical touch. I wondered what Nao's would be? She seemed like a quality time and words of affirmation sort of girl.
We indulged in each other's bodies until two AM, when we passed out, wrapped in each other's arms.
No place I'd rather be.
Cheesy? s**t yeah, but it's the truth.
I woke up to my phone pinging like mad and a blushing Nao, sitting up, phone in hand.
As I read the group chat, I realized what she had done. She'd announced our official status to all of our friends as soon as she woke up. And then I saw it. She'd posted our dating status on our shared group socials. Meaning not only our friends, but anyone that bothered to look, knew we were now a couple. I pulled her close and kissed her deeply before making use of my morning wood, having my beautiful girl scream my name all before breakfast.
Thank God for birth control, because if we had to use condoms I think I'd actually bankrupt my parents buying them.
We moved to the shower, together. I'd never tried this before, so I was excited it was with her. And damn you could get deep with a little leverage, like a wall.
Learn something new everyday ;)