Info - mention of SA, first time in a while, accidental cream pie, unprotected sex, love making
The day had been so fun. We'd visited his family and then we'd gone to a fancy restaurant with Stephane, Scott, Zendaya, Tom, Florence, Saoirse, and Austin. Timothée had gotten gifts and had been smiles all day long. Little did he know, he was going to get one last gift from me.
"Timothée, I don't want to go home just yet," I said slowly. He looked at me in confusion. He'd kindly driven me all the way home.
I bit my lip and his eyes flickered down. His pupils were blown out. A curl fell into his eyes.
I moved quickly. I straddled him and began to kiss him wildly. He moaned into my mouth. He was gasping as I kissed him. I loved how I could take his breath away. I always felt wanted and needed.
"Baby girl, I'm yours," he groaned as I kissed his jaw. His chest was heaving.
"I love you," I whispered into his soft and fragrant skin.
"I love you too," he responded. My hands dove into his hair, and his slid further down my body.
"Baby, my resistance is really not great to tonight," he said as his fingers clutched at my thighs.
"Then don't resist," I murmured. I tried to catch his lips again but he backed away.
"Wait? What?" He asked me. His eyes were glittering and he looked hopeful.
"For your birthday, I want to make love," I said softly.
"Oh, y/n," he said, and I noticed tears in his eyes. I was so touched I could barely speak.
"Are you sure Angel. I know you haven't wanted to this far and I don't want you to feel pressure just because it's my birthday," he said.
I smiled and caressed his jaw. He knew I had a history with sexual assault and that meant I struggled with sex. We'd been dating a little over a year and now I finally felt ready. I wanted him and I loved him.
"Yes, I'm sure Timmy," I nodded.
He laughed with joy. He picked me up and carried me bridal style to my house. He was kissing me feverishly and I couldn't help but smile into his mouth.
He placed me down on my bed with a sigh of pure content. I clutched at him. I pulled him into a kiss again as clothing was shed with excitement. Soon we were naked in one another's arms. He pushed some strands of hair away from my face.
"Are you okay?" He asked me.
"I'm very okay," I nodded. His hard cock was hovering near my entrance.
"Good," he said. He looked me with reverence. He was clearly so pleased with this gift. He kissed the valley between my breasts.
"May I?" He asked.
"Yes, please, put yourself inside me," I told him. He smiled and his hips rolled forward. He gasped as he sheathed himself fully. My legs automatically wrapped around him. My nails dug into the skin of his back.
"Oh my girl, you feel so damn good," he breathed.
"Make love to me," I pleaded.
He began to rock his body with mine. He was kissing me deeply and adoringly. His skin was warm and the pleasure was beyond understanding.
"Ohh, uhhh, oh yes," I moaned.
"You're safe, I've got you, I have you my love," he mumbled into my throat. I arched my body against him and felt like I was on fire in the best way.
"Timothée, it feels so good. Thank you, oh thank you for this," I babbled. I had forgotten how beautiful sex could be. I loved him so much for giving me time to get to this place.
"I love you, Mon amour. Tu es tout ce que je veux et tout ce dont j'ai besoin."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I made you wait for this," I gasped out.
"Don't apologise, I'd wait forever for you. I am utterly yours," he moaned. His hips sped up and I couldn't form words.
I was flung into orgasmic bliss. I was moaning his name over and over as he pumped his cock into me. He was saying something.
"Baby, I'm going to cum. You have to take your legs away!" He said worriedly. I only tightened my grip. He cursed and I felt his cum begin to fill me up. He was heaving as rope after rope were nestled inside me.
"Oh fuck, I'm sorry," he breathed. We were both panting.
"Don't be sorry, I loved that. That's was absolutely perfect," I told him.
"Thank you for that baby. I don't want to leave though. I want to stay and make sure you're okay mentally. I know that was your first time in a while," he said with concern.
"I really love you," I sighed. I pulled him down so that as much of our skin touched as possible. He lazily drew designs on my skin. I felt so happy and satisfied. He'd given me a gift as well.
