Imagines with Henry Cavill

Chapter 4 - Love is revealed.

The first time we were intimate and the first time 'I love you' was said was at the same time. I'd been in love with Henry pretty much from the weekend when we first met, but there was no way I was going to say it, not while my anxiety was still telling me that this wasn't real, that he didn't have any real have feelings for me. I mean, this was THE Henry Cavill, one of the most handsome men around, and he's decided he wants to be with me when he could have his choice of some of the most beautiful women around, I just couldn't get my head around that! I needed him to say it first, then I'd be more likely to believe his feelings were genuine.

He'd invited me over for dinner with the add on of also staying over. The butterflies in my stomach had grown at the thought of staying over at Henry's, I made sure I was ready - and that I looked my best - gave myself the full treatment - manicure, pedicure and removed all hair that need to be removed!

After we'd gone through a bottle of wine with dinner, we moved to the lounge with a second bottle where things started to progress quite fast, didn't take long before we were kissing, hugging and touching. I could feel my nipples harden even at the slightest touch from him and I knew I was also getting wet - the lack of hair down there was sure to give it away if I'd opened my legs.

Henry decided it was time to move things to the bedroom and had grabbed my hand to help me from the couch and lead the way. He'd already shown me where the ensuite was so I went in there and made myself ready while Henry made his way around the house turning the lights off and making sure Kal was okay.

I stripped down to nothing and raced to the bed, hiding under the covers, pulling them up to my neck so Henry wouldn't see that I was naked. When he came into the bedroom, he glanced at me before going into the ensuite to get himself sorted. He walked out naked and I felt my face burn red as I looked at him - he was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I'd already seen him without a shirt on in some of his movies but to see it and the rest of him in all it's magnificent glory was truly a sight to behold. And his cock, omg his cock - my pussy clenched at the thought of that fitting in me.

I could see a glint in Henry's eye, like he was planning something as he made his way to the bed - I was right - he pulled the covers off me so he can see me in all my naked glory (that's what he called it). I've always been so self conscious about my body, so quickly tried to cover up as best I could, my face and neck still flushed with a shade of pink.

He could see I was embarrassed and asked why, then began to tell me how beautiful I was, all while crawling up the bed, kissing my legs, my stomach and my breasts as he made his way to my mouth. He basically took the lead and did everything he could to make sure I was comfortable and happy.

I lost count how many orgasms I had, they came so fast, I couldn't tell if it was one long one or several in a row. He was able to make me cum over and over, by his tongue, his fingers or his cock. The man was an amazing lover, he knew exactly what to do, put my pleasure ahead of his own - only getting his release after I'd had all I could.

We lay in each other's arms, totally spent but so totally happy. Henry sat up on an elbow and declared his love for me, I felt the tears start to poop in my eyes when I heard those amazing words and knew this was real. That my anxiety was playing tricks on me. Henry Cavill loved me and I loved him. I somehow managed to tell him I loved him through the tears that had now started to fall. After one last kiss for the night, we fell asleep in each other's arms.