Rom and Edýia as soon as the door closed behind them. Edýia slipped out of her dress and discarded all the undergarments that she wore in a flash and walked behind Rom and tapped on his shoulder.
Rom turned around and froze when his eyes lowered and fell on her naked body. He reached for the sheet, but Edýia caught his hand and looked him in the eyes. She was determined to get what she wanted and satisfy her curiosity.
Rom frowned and swallowed the knot in his throat, but it wouldn't go away. He closed his eye and took a deep breath.
" The pleasure house." she paused for a moment and pursed her lips" Can we ...try that!" she stammered a bit and let go of his hand and took a step closer to him, resting her hand on his neck. She brushed his cheek with her thumb and looked him in the eyes.
Rom grabbed her wrist and kissed the palm of her hand " Edýia, you don't know what you're asking." he said and straightened himself up, placing his hand on either side of her face, resting his forehead on hers.
Edýia looked up at him " Why? I want to see what it's like! I might like it! You might like it!" she reasoned, placing her hands on his chest and taking deep breaths.
" I wouldn't even know where to begin, Edýia. " he paused for a moment and lifted his head to look at her, placing his hand on top of hers " You're my first and ...I know only know a few things!" he said with a crooked smile and his gaze slowly shifted from her face to her neck, lingered on her mounds.
Edýia fell silent for a few moments " We can learn together." she innocently added with a small smile, following his line of sight.
Rom let out a shaky sigh. He knew she would let go. Edýia was like a hound. Once she had her mind set on something, she wouldn't stop until she got it. Seeing her bare skin and her delicate curves made it that much harder not to take what she was offering. He wanted to ravish her and let go of all control over her. The things he wanted to do to her and with her sometimes scared him, and he was afraid that it might scare her as well.
Edya pulled on the string of his tunic, untied it and tiptoed and placed a kiss on his lips.
" If we don't like it, then we won't do it again!" she suaded him, caressing his cheek, smiling. Now, he knew she indeed had no idea what she was asking.
Rom reluctantly nodded " What do you want me to do?" he cupped her face, looking into her eyes, one eyebrow raised in question. Entranced by red hair and deep blue eyes, Rom was very handsome. After that night, she wanted that again, to lose herself and discover more. She realised that her curiosity had no bounds and her hunger for more was unsatiable.
Edýia leaned in closer " I want you to fuck me! " she whispered in his ear, pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him, straddling him. Her petite figure, her delicious mounds called to him like a siren's song, her plump rosy lips quivered, and she looked at him with glazed eyes. He knew she wouldn't back down. She fumbled with the buttons on his trousers. Her trembling fingers tugged on his trousers to reveal his cock. Edýia heaved when his length sprung and looked at it for a while, dazed. Her gaze shifted to his face, she wanted to say something, but she remained silent. He was sure whatever she had in mind had something to do with more.
Rom felt her hand brush his cock. The blood drained out of his body and pooled in his groin. He didn't bother to stop her. He saw no point. She wouldn't stop anyway.
Rom pushed himself off the bed. He was nervous. Rom had no more thoughts. His mind went blank, and all he could see was the woman sitting on top of him, ready to take whatever he was giving. It felt right. Under her touch, he felt alive and didn't need to hide. Rom placed his hand on the small of her back and felt Edýia moisten petals rub on his cock. He palmed one of her mounds and kissed her lips, and flipped her on the bed without breaking the kiss.
Edýia refrained from commenting about his manhood. She didn't want to make things awkward between them. Later, she thought to herself. His hands kneaded her breasts and rubbed her peaks. Soft sighs escaped her lips.
It felt good, she liked and something stirred in her belly. All she wanted was for him to take her, to feel him inside her again. One taste of pleasure wasn't enough to satisfy her unbound curiosity and hunger for him.
" You are so beautiful!" Rom whispered in her ear. He didn't know what else to say. That was all he could see or think of at that moment.
Edýia blushed when his tip brushed against her folds and settled at the entrance. Her body burned with want and anticipation.
Edýia gasped, her eyes scrunched up when he pushed himself inside her, and a soft whimper escaped her lips. Rom buried his face in the crook of her neck and groaned. He raised his head to look at her, flushed red, almost as red as his hair. He looked worried.
" Does it hurt?" he kissed her eyes, nose and lips, and Edýia hummed and nodded.
" I'm sorry!" he lovingly caressed her hair and face and kissed her lips again.
Edýia released the breath she was holding " Don't be, I'm not!" her voice whispered, softly kissing his lips.
" I'm sorry for hurting you, not for this. Being with you feels amazing!" he replied with a crooked smile, bumping his forehead onto hers " I will be as gentle as I can" he slowly began to move his hips, and Edýia swallowed a moan, bit her lips, tightly gripping the pillow under her head.
" Let me hear your cries!" he kissed her forehead and picked up his pace a little more.
Edýia cried out, something that was between a moan and painful groan as he moved his hips faster and buried himself deeper in her tight walls.
As he thrust inside her, her moans and cries grew louder, she was calling his name in a littany. Her hands flew to his head and tightly gripped, letting one loud cry unravelling under him. He slowed down his pace and allowed her to ride the high. She was heaving, unmoving. She licked her lips, blinked and loosened her grip on his hair. Being wrapped up in her warmth felt incredibly good, and he did want to let go of that feeling.
It was time for something for them to try something new. Rom pushed himself up and sat on the bed, pulling Edýia along, wrapping her legs around his waist, and sliding himself inside her. She gasped and bit his shoulder. He hissed. A feisty kitty she was, but he loved that she tried to put her mark on him.
" I love you, Edýia." he panted, kissing her shoulder, gripping her waist, and guiding her hips.
Edýia gripped his hair again and slowly fell into the rhythm. Her peaks brushed against his chest. Her soft silken skin felt good to the touch. Pleasured moans and cries filled the room, she was pretty loud for such a small thing, but the sounds of her moans were pleasing and got his blood rushing through his veins like nothing else. Edýia picked up the pace and buried her face in the crook of his neck. Bitting on his shoulder, she let out a loud moan and came apart again in his arms, and he followed right after.
Tangled limbs, heaving chests, sweat-covered bodies, his fingers caught in her bundled-up ringlets, skin flushed pink, they collapsed onto the bed and stayed like that for a good while.
She looked beautiful, tangled up in his arms. She didn't even blink. He doubted she had heard what he'd said, but it didn't matter. He would tell her every day for the rest of their lives and found comfort in that little thought.