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.
“ Was it all that you expected?” I asked curiously, watching his face for his reaction. Arion thoughtfully finished washing my back, and poured some of the warm water over my skin to remove the soap. His hands found their way to my shoulders and slowly began rubbing back and forth over my tired muscles, relaxing me and resulting in me leaning against the tub with a sigh.
“ What I expected was you,” Arion began. “The woman I fell in love with. I expected it to feel as wonderful as I felt the first time I met you. I expected it to make me as warm as I felt the first time I kissed you. I expected it to be everything I’d dreamt of, everything I wanted, and to fill a part of me that had been missing.” He paused and leaned forward. Tilting my head upwards with his thumb, he pressed his lips against mine for a split second. “It was so much more than anything I ever expected.”
I couldn't have imagined a more perfect life or a more wonderful person to spend it with.
The End
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