Atonement(46)
It wasn’t just sex; to have him inside my body felt like a missing piece of a puzzle which had been discovered at the exact moment and although he’d yet to move inside me, I already felt fulfilled and complete all at once.
We kissed for a long time, each stroke of our tongues an erotic journey of its own as his cock rested inside me, hard as a proverbial rock. When he finally did move inside me, I arched my back and pulled him closer to me. Every thrust inside me felt absolutely delicious and right. Our bodies entwined were tailor made for one another and every movement he made brought me closer again to that place of absolute pleasure and fulfillment all over again.
I realized he knew exactly what I was thinking and we did make love that first time with a beautiful yet calm intensity of lovers who were destined for one another. It didn’t make any sense how intense my emotions for him were and his for me but somehow, we understood one another.
Like the perfect gentleman, Colin brought me to orgasm first before he rode on the plateau of my own and came in a shudder moments later. He kissed me all over—my face, my neck, my lips and then lay between my legs in a rested position.
After what felt like an eternity, he moved away and stood. I turned onto my side and watched as he walked to the bathroom. I heard the faucet run and then he brought back a hand towel which felt warm and damp.
It was then he spread my legs and gently cleaned the excess moisture from my sex. His touch was gentle and teasing at the same time as he wiped the insides of my thighs, my sex and finally his own manhood. He folded the towel and set it on the bedside table before he crawled back into bed and spooned me from behind.
“Can you please let me know what happened because I am still recovering and I can’t believe this was our first time? It was so perfect and everything I’d imagined it to be yet so much more and then some. I had no idea and now I feel like a fool because if I had any idea it would be anything like we just experienced, we could have done this ages ago,” I murmured in a post-coital haze.
“No, we couldn’t have and I’m glad you made me wait. It made the whole experience that much more fulfilling.” Colin kissed my forehead. “You may not believe me but that is some of the best sex I have every experienced in my life and I know it’s because we have feelings for one another. If you were just another conquest, I wouldn’t have cleaned you up—I’d be asking you to leave and do you know how that would make me feel? The thought of dismissing you like that would be…awful. I wouldn’t ever do that to you, I promise.”
I turned to face him and threw him on his back. He winced slightly and that’s when I remembered the pinched sciatic nerve. I gritted my teeth together. “Sorry. Did I just murder your back?”
He opened his eyes and blinked back tears. “No. I don’t think so but I am just glad I have an emergency stash of Vicodin because I am going to need one.”
I helped him up in a sitting position and he walked over to his jacket where he removed a small pill box, grabbed an extra strength Vicodin and swallowed it with bottled water provided by the hotel.
I bit my lip and slid out of bed. I strode over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist before I lay my head on his back. “I’m sorry. I forgot all about it. I just wanted to tell you how wonderful this was and how grateful I am you have come into my life. You make me remember all the wonderful and amazing events that happen in our life.
“For so long, I have been completely maudlin and focused on the negative but now…you’ve opened my eyes and I want to experience the wonderful and beautiful with you. After what I did to your back, you don’t hate me and wished you had traveled to Europe all by yourself…?”
Colin turned toward me and bent to kiss my lips. “Nope. I think we have seen enough of Norway. It’s cold and I am ready to go somewhere that is nice and warm. I know you have your shopping excursion with Clarissa but afterwards, can we just say our goodbyes to my grandparents’ and head down to the south of France? It should be a lot warmer there than it is here.”
I nodded my head. “So, what’s the plan?”
He slipped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. “How about this? We fly into Nice Airport, spend a few days exploring the city and then rent a car and tour all of the south of France? We can go to Marseille, Monte Carlo, Cannes and everywhere in between. We can stay in gite d’hôtes and generally have the time of our life.”
Colin paused and pulled me closer. “If you’re really adventurous, we can drive into Italy and we can explore Tuscany together. I love Florence…it’s one of my favorite cities beside every major city in France and Germany. There is just something about it that is so…amazing. Then we can also go to Venice, climb onto a gondola and buy too much cheap glass jewelry. Let’s just play the rest of the trip by ear. No plan, no itinerary—just what ever we want to do?”