Thea's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, but excitement started to outweigh her nerves. Silas noticed the change in her, and with a tender smile, he leaned in, brushing his lips against her forehead before meeting her eyes again.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice filled with both admiration and reassurance.
Slowly, their clothes began to fall away, each piece revealing more of their bodies to each other. As they undressed, there was no rush—only quiet appreciation in the way Silas's eyes traced Thea's form, the moonlight casting a soft glow on her bare skin, accentuating the rise and fall of her ample breasts. Thea mirrored his gaze, marveling at the way his muscles flexed under his skin, the strength he carried with such ease.
When they stood there, fully exposed and vulnerable, they embraced again, feeling the warmth of each other's bodies. Silas could feel Thea's heartbeat, steady but quickened, just like his own. Their lips met once more, this time with more intensity, the kiss deepening with a shared longing that had built over time. As their mouths devoured each other, hands explored what remained untouched.
"I've waited for this," Thea breathed between kisses, her hands sliding down Silas's back, savoring the feel of his skin beneath her fingers.
"So have I," Silas murmured against her lips; with one hand, he slowly cupped her perfect and large breast, and with the other, he explored the curve of her waist, his touch gentle but filled with intention.
They moved toward the bed, bodies entwined, never breaking their connection. Silas laid her down gently, his eyes never leaving hers as he hovered above her, the weight of the moment settling over them both. Thea smiled up at him, her hand brushing softly against his cheek.
"I'm yours," she whispered, her voice soft yet full of trust.
Silas's heart swelled at her words. He leaned down, kissing her again, slower this time, savoring the taste of her lips. His hands began to explore her body with a gentle touch, tracing the soft curves of her hips before sliding lower. Thea's breath hitched as his fingers grazed her inner thigh, a soft moan escaping her lips.
"Silas…" she whispered, her eyes fluttering shut as he continued his tender exploration.
He smiled at her response, his own body responding to the way she trembled beneath his touch. His fingers teased the sensitive skin of her thighs before moving between her legs, each motion careful, respectful. Thea gasped, her back arching slightly off the bed, her body reacting instinctively to the sensation.
"Are you okay?" Silas asked quietly, his thumb brushing over her skin.
"Yes…" Thea exhaled, her voice laced with both anticipation and desire. "I want you."
Encouraged by her words, With a tender stroke, Silas grazed Thea's inner thigh, causing her to quiver beneath him. He repeated the motion, each pass growing bolder until he reached the apex of her thighs. In that instant, their connection intensified. Silas soon continued his fingers parting her gently, exploring her warmth…
Finally, his fingers found the center of her universe - slick, heated folds waiting for his exploration. Thea's eyes locked onto his, her breath coming in short, soft gasps as his touch sent waves of pleasure through her. She clung to his shoulders, her fingers digging in as she arched into him, every nerve alight with sensation.
Her reactions only fueled Silas's desire, but he took his time, letting her body guide him. His thumb found the sensitive nub at her center, pressing lightly, and Thea's response was immediate—her body tensing, a soft cry escaping her lips as pleasure surged through her. Meanwhile, Silas's cock throbbed with need, straining against his abdomen.
"Oh, Silas…" she breathed, her head falling back against the pillow, eyes half-lidded as her body quivered beneath him.
Silas watched her with awe, marveling at the way her body reacted to his touch, the way she seemed to glow with pleasure. He wanted nothing more than to bring her to the peak of ecstasy, to see her lose herself completely in the moment. And as he continued, he could feel her reaching that edge, her breathing growing erratic, her grip on him tightening.
Thea gasped, her body tensing, then shuddering as her climax washed over her, wave after wave of sensation leaving her trembling and breathless. She let out a soft, broken cry, her eyes fluttering closed as she rode the waves of pleasure. Silas kissed her gently, his lips soft against her skin, letting her come down slowly from the high.
As Thea caught her breath, she looked up at him, her eyes shining with a mixture of satisfaction and adoration. "That was… incredible," she whispered, still panting slightly.
Silas smiled, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "You're incredible," he said softly, his voice full of affection.
With a tender kiss, Thea shifted, her hands moving to Silas's waist, gently guiding him closer. Silas removed the last of his clothing, and as he stood before her, ready and vulnerable, Thea reached out, her hand brushing against his dick.
"Come here," she whispered, her voice full of warmth and love inviting him into her embrace.
Silas positioned himself between her legs, his body aligning with hers naturally. He paused for a moment, searching her face for any signs of hesitation. But Thea's eyes were filled with nothing but trust and anticipation.
"I'm ready," she whispered, her voice soft but sure.
Silas nodded, and with a slow, careful movement, he guided himself to her entrance. Their gazes remained locked as he slowly pushed forward, her body welcoming him with warmth and tenderness. Thea let out a quiet gasp, her hands gripping his arms as he slid deeper inside, filling her completely.
"Are you okay?" Silas asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.
"Yes," Thea whispered, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. "I'm perfect."
With her reassurance, Silas began to move, each stroke slow and deliberate, their bodies fitting together as if they had always been meant for this. Thea's soft moans spurred him on, her body responding to every thrust, her hips rising to meet his in perfect harmony.
The sounds of their shared passion filled the room, the soft slap of skin against skin, the ragged breaths, the whispered names. Silas could feel the tension building in both of them, a powerful surge of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm them both.
"I love you," Thea whispered, her voice breaking as she neared the edge again, her body trembling beneath his.
"I love you too," Silas replied, his voice low and full of emotion.
Their movements became faster, more urgent, as they both chased that final release. Silas's hands gripped her hips, his body pressing against hers, and with one final thrust, they both fell over the edge, their cries mingling together in the quiet room as their bodies trembled with shared ecstasy.
When it was over, they lay together, their bodies entwined, breathing in sync as they came down from the intensity of their lovemaking. Silas gently kissed Thea's forehead, his fingers tracing soft patterns on her skin.
"That was…" Silas began, his voice trailing off as he searched for the right words.
"Perfect," Thea finished for him, her voice soft but filled with contentment.
Silas smiled, pulling her closer, their bodies still tangled together in the sheets. "Yeah… perfect."
They stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms, knowing that this moment wasn't just the culmination of their physical desires but the solidification of a bond that would carry them through whatever lay ahead.