graphic depiction of sex. you've been warned.
Deacon's POV
I felt Mia's hand slowly reach for the bottom of my shirt, but when her fingertips lightly brushed against my skin I couldn't stop the groan that I released. "Again."
"Huh?"
"Touch me again." I groaned, as I hurriedly pulled my shirt over my head. I felt her hands gently rest against my chest and begin to slowly caress their way down and back up before they wrapped around my neck and latched into my hair.
I looked down at her laying there under me in amazement that she was really her at this moment. that she had really agreed to marry me and most of all that she was only mine. Finding the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head, then slowly pulled her shorts down her legs before moving on to my own sweats that I had put on.
Before I could finish I found myself lost at the sight I found before me. I hadn't taken notice that Mia hadn't put anything on besides a pair of lacy black thongs. "You're beautiful. Why are you shaking?"
"I'm nervous."
Gently I took her right thigh in my hand, lifting it up to wrap it around my waist.
Mia hissed out lightly in pain as I tried to gently push through her entrance. After pushing slightly further, I felt her back arch upwards pressing herself against me tightly. "Oh fuck." She whimpered.
Stopping, I slid a hand under her head, holding her against me. "I'm sorry." Crashing my lips against Mia's, as I pushed myself forcefully fully into her. Moving back to look at her, the tears streaming from the corner of her eyes as she held them closed tightly.
"Fuck." She breathed heavily.
"Look at me Mia." When her eyes met mine, I slowly pulled out, I could see both disappointment of the connection and also lust pass through her eyes. I felt her entire body begin to tremble as I harshly thrust into her again.
"FUCK!" She cried out, while keeping her eyes locked on mine. "Oh, fucking god!" Her voice broke slightly as she arched her back, pressing herself tighter against me.
Keeping the rhythm I quickened my pace, speeding up, all the while watching her eyes, her face and feeling the way her body felt against mine. How it reacted to every touch and every movement. "I love you Mia."
Mia's POV
I couldn't tell you when my arms fell from his shoulders to clutch the sheets of the bed. All I could feel were the waves of pleasure coursing through my entire body, as he kept his pace steady, with each motion my body trembled more as my mind became foggier than the moment before.
I had imagined what it would what it would be like to be with Deacon like this before, but nothing that I had imagined was even close to the actual feeling. He lit my entire body on fire, all the while finding a way to wake an almost primal need within me begin to awaken.
I felt a tingle and a tightening in my stomach as my heart began pounding even harder, but my hands couldn't stop holding tightly to the sheets, as I writhed and squirmed below him, feeling him, and the pleasure that kept building internally.
Deacon's POV
I had told her to keep her eyes on me, but that didn't happen. The moment her arms slid from around me was when I noticed her eyes had closed as well.
She was beautiful, her breathing ragged and unsteady, her hair strewn over the pillows of our bed with her hands tightly clutching the sheets as tightly as they could while she writhed beneath me. The soft pants and moans that she allowed to pass through her lips were perfect, everything about this moment was perfect.
"Oh my god." She let out in a half shout, half moan, as her back arched, the leg I had wrapped me tightened pulling me down closer to her as her own pressed tightly against mine.
Although I had been with women before this, I had never had anyone have this kind of reaction. Immediately the realization occurred to me that although I had been with others before, Mia hadn't and here she was allowing me to have her.
"Deacon, oh god!" She moaned breathlessly. "Oh my fucking god!"
When her entire body began to tremble and shake under me, was when I understood what was happening. Quickly I upheaved Mia's body as I sat on the edge of the bed causing both of her long slender legs to rest of either side of my knees, as her head fell backwards.
"Deacon...oh god." Mia moaned lightly, as tears glistened as they rolled from the corners of her eyes. "Deacon, please, don't stop."
"Wrap your arms around my neck Mia." I whispered to her.
As soon as she had managed to get her arms around me again, I wrapped mine under her arms, resting my hands on her shoulders, as I continued. "Mia, look at me."
No matter how many times I had imagined this exact moment, none of them came even marginally close to truly living it. Mia was breath-taking, the way her long hair fell down her back covering my hands, the feeling of her skin against mine, everything about her, about this moment was amazingly perfect.
Though when her eyes again I could see her raw and unfettered emotions breaking through, which for me was a moment that would stay with me forever. As beautiful as the moment was it only made me love her more. In that moment I saw so much more than just love in her eyes, I saw confusion, hesitation and fear of the unknown feeling in her eyes.
"Ssshhh...it's okay baby, you're okay, you're fine. Let it happen Mia." I whispered into her ear, as I pulled her closer to me, holding her as tightly as I possibly could."
"Let...oh...what...god...happen?" She was barely able to mutter out as I could feel her warm tears dropping onto my shoulders before rolling down my back.
"What you're feeling Mia, let that feeling win." I soothed.
After another few minutes of hearing her breathlessly trying to gasp for air and talk at the same time a darker side of me took over. Reaching up slightly I managed to grasp her long hair into my hand, wrapping it tightly around it, tugging it back harshly, causing her head be pulled backwards with it.
A sharp gasp escaped as her eyes widened, trying to look at me. "Deacon..." She whimpered lightly.
Leaning forward bringing my lips to her ear, I nipped at the skin on her neck trailing up to a tender spot behind her ear. "I told you to let it win Mia, now fucking listen to me, you don't want to find out what happens if you don't listen." I growled out in a low monotone voice, while at the same time abruptly forcing her body down as I slammed my hips upwards, catching her in the middle.
"FUCK!" Mia screamed out, her hands finding a firm hold in my hair, latching as she tried to pull us closer together than we already were. "Fucking hell!"
Her response caused both my eyebrows to raise in surprise and excitement. Still leaning into her ear I felt a deep chuckle escape me. Tightening my grip on Mia's hair causing her entire body to arch away from me, then while leaning forward closing the gap of space between us I pushed down on her shoulders harder leaving no room to squirm under my hands. I couldn't stop myself at only one harsh thrust jolting her body, I just couldn't stop as I continued to rapidly pound into her small body.
"Deacon! Oh god!!" She screamed. "Damnit, fucking hell!"
"What did I tell you baby? Let that feeling win, give into it." I growled again.
Mia's POV
I couldn't make a coherent thought anymore, every last bit of that ability was washed away when he grabbed my hair, using it to pull my head farther back. Even with the abruptness of the act and the force he did it with, the sensation it caused was breathtaking. Whether it was because of the action or whether it was because it was Deacon who was doing it I couldn't be sure, all I knew for sure was that I never wanted this to end, I wanted to live in this moment forever.
I could feel the tears cascading from my eyes, and the part of me that was still refusing to give prayed that he knew the tears were not from pain, yet that they may cause him to slightly slow and steady his speed. Though the newly awakened part of me, one I never knew I had was screaming, fighting to be heard and begging to allow him to continue in just this way. It was pleading desperately to be heard, urging me to give into the growing pleasure that was spreading throughout my body, begging for me to let it overtake me.
"Tersoro" Deacon's voice trailed off. (treasure)
"Deacon...oh god." I cried out, not recognizing my own voice. "Please, it's too much!!!"
I felt the sharpness of him pulling down on my shoulders tightly as he slammed into me again. "DEACON!!!"
"You told me not to stop Mia, and I don't plan on stopping until I've made you scream in pleasure as you cum." His breath was scorching against my face as he spoke, before he pulled me towards him, causing me to crash into his chest with enough force to knock every bit of air out of me.
I gasped in an attempt to regain the lost breath. Feeling my entire body as it shook and trembled as the last shred of the shy, scared and innocent girl I had fought to keep and preserve started to give in. While feeling every touch, action and word that he said awaken the part of me I had never felt in myself before. This part of me was now screaming to be unleashed as he continued me make the woman inside me scream to be released.
It was making my voice unrecognizable to me as she cried out in triumph, as she started to win the internal battle. This was the part of me that was cherishing every touch, and every wave of pleasure that was shaking me to the core. Yet somehow, that shy and scared girl still could not be silenced, she was so scared of giving up the last nit of control that she had, that it was torture, torture that I was causing myself without meaning to.
I felt him release my hair, which caused me to whine out at the loss of the harshness. When his hand gripped my cheeks forcing me to meet his eyes again. I was met by his darkened, lust filled eyes. A sense of nervousness coursed through me for a moment as he stared into my eyes without faltering as he held me there, holding me in that deep and penetrating gaze. "Say it again." He demanded. "I want to be able to watch when you realize I'm giving you exactly what you want me to."
"Don't stop." I responded without thinking.
All the while Deacon had managed to never yield in his pace or strength, which was now causing a problem with my ability to speak.
His hand slipped from my cheeks, stopping as he reached my throat, tightening his grip there. A smile edged it's way across his face as he leaned forward, but never looking away. "This is how I've envisioned being able to have you, to take you, to be able to claim this body, to claim you as only mine. To be the only man that you crave." His voice was low and seemed to fade into an even deeper tone as he finished.
I could feel my heart pounding uncontrollably as I waited for him to finish whatever thought that he has started.
"I am giving you exactly what you wanted me to do, and I don't plan on stopping." He whispered, causing the my back to straighten as he emphasized hid intentions. "So, why are you fighting so incredibly hard?"
I opened my mouth to answer, only to be met by him pounding into me again, catching me off guard. "Deacon!" I cried out, only to be met by the same answer. "Oh, god Deacon, fuck!"
"Keep them open." He demanded, as my eyes began to close, while continued.
"Oh fucking hell! Deacon!" My voice again not one I knew. As he continued, now not even pausing between the harsh thrusts that he had been delivering. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh fuck! oh god fucking damnit!"
Smiling knowing that he held my complete attention. "You think that I can't hear what really behind those cries?"
My eyes widened at his question, as a wave of sudden uncontrolled, raw and unadulterated pleasure washed over my entire body. "I...I..."
"There it is." He grunted with a knowing smile. "Now...tell me what you really want me to do."
His grip tightened slightly on my throat as he watched my expression while his unrelenting actions clouded my mind. That was the moment, that every inhibition melted away making the girl who had been holding on now only a memory and giving the voice of a vibrant, strong and powerful woman the power and voice to take her place. "Oh god yes Deacon!"
His eyes beamed in pride as did his smile, while never looking away from me.
Deacon's POV
"Yes, oh god yes!" Mia screamed, as she allowed herself to be fully taken over by the newly discovered part of her that had broken through. "Yes, Deacon, oh my god yes! Please...please..."
I had never imagined that hearing her voice calling out this way would ever bring me this amount of pleasure. Though hearing her finally crying out in pleasure made me want to stay in this moment forever, just to continue to her call out my name this way. "It feels amazing doesn't it? To have nothing left to hide, to be touched in everyway you've ever imagined?" I whispered into her ear, as her eyes gave me the answer that I needed to hear. "As amazing as you may feel right now, nothing will compare to when you're shaking from pure bliss.
For me, it's hearing you call my name in pleasure. The only thing that will be more beautiful is when you're screaming my name as you cross into bliss for the first time in my arms and seeing the pleasure, joy and peace that you experience after. But also when you feel the kind of joy and bliss that you're going to bring me."
"Yes! Please Deacon..." Her voice broke in the most beautiful way as she begged. "Please, please, oh my god Deacon."
"Keep those beautiful eyes open and on me no matter what. You hear me?" I huffed, as I was definitely now feeling the effects of the time that we had been in bed.
"Yes, yes, I swear."
I felt the trembling in Mia's body as it reached her legs, causing het to become unable to hold herself up on her own. I held her tightly against myself in order to keep her in the same position.
"D...Deacon." She stuttered out shakily. "Yes, right there! oh god, harder, please harder!"
I almost thought that I had misheard the words that she had managed to stutter out, as she begged me to take her harder. Looking into her eyes, as she tightly wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, I saw them silently pleading for the same thing that her words had just cried out for.
With her holding onto me this way, clinging to me as though I would leave if she didn't, I pushed harder into her, giving into what she had begged me for moments earlier.
"YES! Oh god, Deacon, yes!" She cried out again. "There, right there. Oh god, please, please, don't stop!"
I felt her beginning to spasm around me rapidly, taking me by surprise. "Shit." I muttered out at the feeling. The simultaneous reactions from both our bodies as Mia tensed tightly around me, causing me to slam myself into her one final time as we found our peaks together.
Gently laying her back down onto the bed, before retreating to the bathroom to not only clean myself up, but to get a warm towel in order for Mia to clean up as well. As walked back over to the bed Mia groggily smiled up at me. "I'm going to get you cleaned up okay?"
"Okay." She sighed.
After disposing of the towel in the laundry, I climbed into the bed beside Mia, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her into me. "How do you feel?"
"Tired." She giggled lightly before falling asleep on my shoulder.
"I'll ask again in the morning, you sleep well Mia." I whispered before joining her.