Don't Stop-A

This full chapter is a sexual encounter between two characters. As there are some important nods to a character's personality in the chapter it is not needed to continue the storyline, and can be skipped if desired. Details during the encounter will be talked about in later chapters.

As soon as my towel hit the floor he took my skin in his hands and pulled it bringing my body closer to his until my bare breasts were pushed into his chest. With each beat of my heart we came closer to the bed he pushed the basked off letting go his grip of me clearing it. When the books had been placed beside the bed table and the basket had spilled to the left he came back to me. I want to run to him, but make him do more of the work as I stood not feet from the bed. He takes his hands and wraps them under my ass, then without any strain lifts my 210 pound body onto his, and turns so I am facing the bed. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in, letting my lips graze his as our mouths connect. I don't let go as he pushes his tongue down my throat and sets me gently on the bed. He takes strands of my hair and places it behind my ears. He buries his head in between my breasts as he moves to join me on the bed. His lips run down my chest. I move my hands to his shirt line and play with it. He breathes and softly speaks, barely moving his head from my breasts.

"Take it off."

I do as he instructs and lift the fabric from him as I am faced with his strong arms and biceps. I had known beforehand that he had some muscle, the tightness of his shirt had given that away but he could have been a wrestler with his biceps. I run my fingers down his chest as I turn him to the bottom and move my hand to his dick. I rub gently around his thighs keeping it on top of his pants. Once I felt the hardness of him I bent down running my tongue down his chest to his pant line where I pulled them off, finding a pair of boxers underneath, the same color as his socks. His ability to lift me had made sense upon the reveal of his muscles. From the boxers I could see the end reaching in between the top of his thigh and his knee. I use my teeth and gently pull the boxers back. He moves his hands to my ass and grabs it. I throw out my back as the rest of his boxers come off and he sits up.

"What next?" he asks

I realized he was letting me lead, I hadn't had sex since I had been with Ben, so the truth was I was a little out of practice. I moved from my position as we were now both fully naked, his foot height difference was apparent in bed as everything was a bit bigger on him, his muscles, his chest, everything. The purple glow in his eyes became stronger and more apparent, more entrancing. It drew me closer to him, turning off every instinct I had turning my focus on just him. Every insecurity, every doubt, fear was replaced with nothing but his body in my eyes. I wanted him, I needed him. He laid there hand moving from my right cheek to the middle of my back.

"Fuck me." I demanded.

He smiled.

"With pleasure."

He moved his hand down my cheek to my breast where he turned me on my back and pinned down my wrist. Which was quite the turn on. I attempt to fight him as he takes full control of my body. I pull my head up to where our lips meet as I bite the top of his lips as he pushes into mine. He pulls back as saliva follows his lips. He moves to my neck, moving more strands of hair behind my head to open. I slow my breathing the best I can, only using my mouth instead of my nose. He works down my cheek to my breasts and kisses each of them before moving to my nipples and wrapping his mouth around them. He sucks. I pushed my back up a bit as he still held my wrists. All of my strength in fighting him seemed to do nothing as his knuckles didn't even turn white. He moves to where his face is directly over mine, purple eyes glowing in the darkness.

"Do you want me to let go?" he asks softly.

"No." I groan.

He does so anyway, freeing my wrists. There was no pain from the strong grip. Instead I quickly move to his neck where I pull him on top of me. His hand went further down my body where he began to gently rub my openings. I knew I was tight, I might have well been a virgin. I had only ever had sex once. That once led to Charlie. That once was with Ben. My mouth was dry and absent without him. Understanding my needs he moves up speed as I throw back my head and lift my back from the bed.

"No, I'm not done with you yet."

He pushes me down then moves his fingers grabbing me around my back. He straightens me so once again his face is within my breasts. He positions me so I rest higher than him. My hand holds his face as I pull it into mine and at the same time he pushes himself into me. It is hard at first and painful. We both sat after the initial motion, he was waiting for my move. I take the hand around his neck and move it to his back along with my left free hand.

"Why did you stop?" I ask in between breaths as my forehead and his were pushed against each others

"Did you want me to stop?" he asked.

I opened my eyes, previously having them closed, to find even with his shut there was a purple glow to his skin, his body. It turned me on. Closing my eyes again I thrust first once to get a feel then quit.

"No."

We slowly fall against the bed, locking our mouths together. His large hand held my head as one held a breast. I could feel myself become more ready. No. Not yet. God let this continue.

I let him choose the speed, with the first thrust there is pain, I squint my eyes nearly crying.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked

I shake my head pushing the tears down and pulling him to me. With a second thrust there is less pain and more pleasure. He barely entered me, keeping half of himself out. He came in raw, years of medications and therapies had made my ability to conceive impossible. I could feel him inside of me as he picked up speed with each thrust. The bed squeaks and moves as he gets faster and faster, keeping his head buried in my chest often moving his arms to my wrists, pinning me down. I let out one sharp small moan that seemed to please him. He laughs through his nose with a smirk on his lips. My head was thrown back as he moved to lift it still inside of me. The purple glow became stronger and more apparent with each motion, with each movement. I stared at them, not daring to take a single breath.

"Breathe." he orders

In a second oxygen is returned into my lungs as I obey him, every command, every word.

"Don't stop." I beg.

He sits me up, placing one hand on my ass and the other on my back before moving to where he now laid on the bottom.

"Go."

I sat for a minute unsure of what he had even said, the purple in his eyes taking all my attention. He was still inside of me and sat waiting for my move, not making one on top of it. I bend down and kiss his lips, waiting for some more drive. He squeezes my ass and wraps his hand around the back of my neck. I take his wrists and do the same he had done to me, pin them down on the once made bed. I start slowly, pushing him further into myself. Once I had a feel for the motion I picked up the speed moving my hips in circles around him mimicking the feel of saddle the bounce of a horse. He seemed to enjoy the motion as his face was full of pleasure and the purple glow shines like a spotlight. I feel a warm hot liquid as his quick goran disappears. He snaps open his eyes and the purple glow disappears .

"It's your turn."

He puts me on my back and begins his speed and tempo going harder faster and deeper. I close my eyes and squint with each thrust letting out a moan, each time louder and louder until I feel myself. He moves his head to my neck, still keeping up with the thrusts and begins caressing it, moving his lips around and biting. I grab his rear with my hands and pull him more into me, careful not to disrupt his rhythm. I move my own body up and down to match him as I breathe quicker through my mouth. Each thrust granted a sharp breath and moaning alongside it the bed moved inches from the wall as we bounced with each movement of our bodies. He moves his lips from my neck to my chest.

"Almost there." I say quickly and sharply not wanting to be taken away.

One, two, on the third thrust I was finished. I didn't pull him off, instead I let him decide. I kept my hands wrapped around his shoulders as he pulled himself out of me. He kissed me, not fully, like the kiss two highschoolers would give. A peck on the lips. He dragged his body up from mine, his lower half touching my stomach and leg before sliding to his side. I was exhausted and out of breath. I felt a wave of tiredness as my eyes fought to stay open. He sat up to leave. I grabbed his arm.

"No." I begged weakly.

He smiled, running his hand down my face to my eyes, he put two fingers over my eyes and closed the lids.

"Sleep, that is enough for tonight."

I did as he ordered, feeling the soft, silk, black, sheet blanket my body. The sound of a door closing pushed my mind into a blank nothingness.