Possessive InLove

Chapter 32: A Night of Firsts

Chapter 32: A Night of Firsts

Rena's POV

The atmosphere in the room was electric, charged with anticipation as I stood before Filip. The flickering candlelight cast a warm glow over his chiseled features, making him look almost ethereal. My heart raced as I took in the sight of him, desire coiling tightly in my stomach. Tonight was a culmination of every moment we had shared—the stolen glances, the soft touches, and the lingering kisses.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice was low and filled with sincerity, and I could see the warmth in his deep brown eyes. I felt a rush of affection, knowing he wanted to ensure I felt comfortable.

“I am,” I replied, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions inside me. “I want you, Filip.” The admission hung in the air between us, igniting a fire that I couldn’t contain.

His lips crashed onto mine, and I melted against him. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration of each other’s mouths, but it quickly intensified. I could taste the sweet urgency of his desire, and it made me crave him even more. My hands found their way to his hair, fingers tangling in the dark strands as I pulled him closer.

As our kisses deepened, I felt the warmth of his hands slide down my back, sending shivers across my skin. He paused for a moment, looking into my eyes as if seeking confirmation. I nodded, breathless, urging him on.

With a deft motion, he lifted my shirt over my head, revealing my bare skin to him. The moment felt sacred, and his gaze roamed over me, filled with awe. “You’re breathtaking,” he murmured, and I felt a rush of heat flood my cheeks.

I pushed him back gently onto the bed, wanting to take control for a moment. As I straddled him, I could feel the hardness of his body beneath me, and it only fueled my desire. I leaned down, kissing a path from his lips to his neck, savoring the taste of him. He groaned softly, a sound that sent tremors of excitement through me.

“Rena,” he gasped, his voice thick with desire. The way he looked at me, eyes dark with need, made my heart race. I wanted to feel every inch of him, to drown in the sensation of our bodies moving together.

I reached down, teasingly grazing my fingers along the waistband of his pants, feeling the tension beneath my touch. “Are you sure you want this?” I asked, wanting to make sure we were both ready.

“More than anything,” he replied, his breath hot against my ear. That was all I needed to hear.

With a swift motion, I unbuttoned his pants and slid them down, revealing him to me. The sight of him made my breath hitch in my throat. I could feel my heart pounding as I ran my fingers along his length, marveling at the heat radiating from him. “You’re perfect,” I whispered, and he groaned in response, his eyes locked onto mine.

Filip shifted slightly, his hands finding my hips and guiding me closer. “I want to feel you,” he said, his voice low and urgent. I could hear the need in his tone, and it made my pulse race.

I positioned myself over him, feeling the heat between us build. As I slowly lowered myself onto him, a wave of pleasure coursed through me. I gasped, feeling the sensation of him filling me completely. I closed my eyes for a moment, relishing the connection we were sharing. It was intimate, exhilarating, and a little overwhelming.

“Rena,” he breathed, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he encouraged me to move. I began to rock my hips, taking him deeper, feeling the pleasure building within me. Each thrust sent sparks of ecstasy shooting through my body, and I leaned forward, capturing his lips with mine again.

Our kisses were frantic, filled with a hunger that seemed to match the rhythm of our bodies. I could feel him responding to me, his breaths coming faster as he matched my movements. The world around us faded away, leaving just the two of us entwined in this passionate dance.