From unknown to unknown- Mixte 1963

Chapter 16-Blissful night (18+)

" I want you to make love to me, disrespectfully," said Edith as she held Descamps's hands. That was not the first comment he expected as they entered his house. Maybe something about how he probably failed the test, or a kiss but not that. And that made him horny. " I could be respectful. "

She kept on looking at the floor, wondering if she was ready. His last comment, made sarcastically didn't help calm her nerves. " Edith, I would never oblige you into a position that makes you uncomfortable, you know? "

She was still gazing at the floor, and he didn't understand what had prompted this sudden conversation. " Why would you even mention this topic if you don't feel rea-"

" Because, I am not made of wood, you know. The same way you desire me, I desire you. Furthermore, intimacy is a subject we should converse about profusely, in my opinion. " Edith felt the blush creep on her cheeks, even if it was almost unnoticeable. Yes, they should talk about it, but it doesn't make it less embarrassing. 

When she raised her face, it was to an arrogant Descamps who was smirking back at her. " What do you want to talk about? I don't think we need a lot of talking, I'd rather just start. " His gaze was relentless as he slowly whispered that sentence to her. 

His hand, previously holding hers, snaked up her arms and blended on her waist. He took a step forward, forcing her to be engulfed in his odor. It smelt masculine and rich. She took a deep inhale and accepted his small caress. Bathing in Descamps felt both soothing and exhilarating, which doesn't even make sense. Yet, it was the closest she could get to describing it. 

When she nodded, he closed the few centimeters separating them and hugged her tightly. Now, the comfort was totale. She could do this. 

"So, verdict? " he asked while curving to place a chaste kiss on her neck. These, he knew, made her legs wobble. It was a promise of more, in the way he would kiss so softly while looking at her with wild eyes. The kiss burned and caused her to let out a sigh.

"Darling, if we are to stop, please tell me now, " he hurried as he kept going with his sweet, tender assault. In being tender, he suppressed the filthy thought going through his mind when he was holding her this tight. Every curve of her body was his, and she twisted and let sweet murmurs that were not helping him control himself. 

When she tightened her hold on his shirt, he paused, awaiting her answer. " I am extremely excited, so yes, we are doing this. But I still want to talk before we-"

Descamps didn't have time for the chitchat, he had already grabbed her and put her on his shoulder. Already he was climbing the stairs toward his bedroom. " Edith, darling, you can talk away. But not completely clothed. " 

She started kicking him in the stomach, only to feel the bulge in his pants and stop immediately. He winced and then laughed, and seconds later, opened the door and closed it with his feet behind him. 

"Talk, darling, talk every word you need, I'll take care of the rest, " he assured before loosening his tie. Edith was shaking with anticipation. 

" So, first, have you ever had intercourse with another? " she wondered. Descamps paused, surprised for that to have been the first question she would prompt. Then, it made him slightly uneasy. "Yes, I had. "

He caught her legging and pulled her delicate legs out of the fabric tenderly. As her skin was further exposed, his breathing got more erratic. " I'll tell you more about that another time, okay? Right now, I can see your undergarments and the past is the last thing that matters to me right now. " 

Descamps pulled back and rid himself of his jacket and blouse, exposing his abdomen. Edith's vagina was drenched, and yet, he hadn't even gotten close to her private part. She tightened her knees to make her arousal go unseen, but Descamps wasn't stupid.