Love at First Night - Chapter 95

[ smut alert, don’t read if uncomfortable ]

Goosebumps formed over his skin for the cold so he stood up to open his closet and slip out a hoodie for me while he put his clothes on.

Then he came back on the bed with me and lifted the sheet to cover us.

“I hope you will never get tired of me,” I whispered unlocking my heart not afraid of how weak I may sound.

I turned around to be in a more comfortable position and he tucked his head on my shoulder.

“I won’t.” He placed a sweet kiss on my back shoulder and then with his hands still gripping around me in a warm embrace we closed our eyes and abandoned ourselves to Morpheus’s arms.

“Good night.” He said.

I took a long breath and turned around, he had already fallen asleep in a matter of few minutes.

“I love you, Cameron. I love you so much.” I whispered, leaning forward to kiss the tip of his nose. He was probably a heavy sleeper since he didn’t hear me nor did he wake up but I smiled anyway at how sweet he looked.

***

When I woke up the next morning his hands still wrapped around me, warming me up and protecting me from the coldness of the night or the evilness of the world.

He was staring at me as I slept and I blushed to see his eyes on me and a smile curved his lips.

“Good morning.” He said with his raspy morning voice.

“Good morning,” I replied.

“How did you sleep?” He asked before kissing me.

I stretched and then smiled, “I hadn’t slept this good in a long time.”

The rays of the sun penetrated through the shutters enlightening us.

I turned around to move my legs and my arms still sleepy for the night and as soon as I attempted to move my legs they started to ache. My intimate muscles and my inner thighs hurt as if they had just been ripped off.

“Ouch,” I complained.

I tried to move them more, but it hurt! “Ouch ouch ouch” I kept complaining.

He giggled, “wait let me try to soften the pain.” He stood up and left only to come back a couple of minutes later holding arnica cream and some ice wrapped around a towel.

He opened the cream and kissed my thighs then he softly massaged the cream on my tights, at each movement he pressed lightly and before I could realize it, I was already turned on.

He massaged more tightly and my hips moved with his hands, a smirk appeared on his lips and I swallowed down reading through his mind.

Even if I was willing to continue all day long for the rest of my life. But now I was in too much pain to afford another round.

He delicately put the ice on my thigh making me a jolt and unconsciously moaned out at the pleasuring feeling on my skin.

“Oh…” He said quite taken away by my  reaction, he probably didn’t take into account how the ice sent shivers all through me. He raised his eyebrow and then took one ice cube with his lips, he sucked on it to keep it still and leaned down.

I already shivered before the ice even touched me, he leaned forward, all my muscles clenched and tensed in anticipation.

When he bent forward and the ice touched my skin it felt so pleasuring that the coldness made pain fade away and gratification replaced it.

I could feel only pleasure and the more he trailed it closer to my intimacy the harder it was to suppress the moans tingling in my throat to be released.

He finally crossed the ice on my intimacy and as soon as it touched my folds my sensibility reached its peak and I moaned out. The ice’s wetness wasn’t the only thing dripping my slips.

He let it there melt and when my body tossed compulsively he trapped my wrists against the bed  impeding me to move in opposition.

“Stay still.” He ordered me but when the ice burned to freeze my skin in a mixture of both pain and pleasure I shut my legs close and the cube fell onto the bed, giving me a few seconds of truce.

He pushed my bra down exposing my naked breasts.  Goosebumps filled my skin surrounding the spots the ice blessed.

He bent again and sucked the cube up from the bed to place it gently on my nipple which hardened in response and made me toss clenching my nerves to resist. Goosebumps formed all over my breast and again I moaned out, “oh god…”

“How does it feel?” He asked as if my desperate longing moan wasn’t enough to prove to him how much I liked that.

“It feels good.” I moaned out and after that, he moved what was left of the ice cube on my other nipple.

What an amazing way to soften up the pain. I bent my head and arched my back soaking in the pleasure the ice provided me.

When it fully melted he kissed my nipples clearing those from the water and then kissed me on my lips.

We dressed up and after we both went to the bathroom he walked to the kitchen.

He rubbed his head and tilted his head as he gazed at me, “well I don’t have much food on here since usually, my maid does everything and I told her to take the day off today. Is it okay for you if we went to the bar to have breakfast?”

I nodded, “sure.” excited at the idea of going to a bar in the early morning with him. It wouldn’t let out the doubt that we spent the night together. He didn’t seem worried about it so I couldn’t be happier that he finally freed himself from the pound of his rules.

“Of course,” I said, as I walked to the bathroom to change and fix my makeup.