You And Me

Chapter 16

My heart is pounding against my chest.

We're at the place we're staying. He carried me over the threshold, and then he slipped into the bathroom.

I'm looking out the window at the river below us.

I feel his arms wrap around my waist.

I gasp.

"Did I scare you?" he asks.

I nod.

Slowly, he runs his fingertips up and down his arms.
"Are you nervous?" he asks.

"Yes." I admit.

"We don't have to." he whispers.

"I want to." I mumble.

"Are you sure?" he whispers, kissing my shoulder.

"Yes." I shiver. His lips on my skin already feels good. I already feel my body beginning to react to his touch.

I slowly turn around to face him.

"You're so beautiful." he whispers.

"I love you." I mumble, and then I slowly lean up and kiss him.

He kisses me back. His hands glide down my sides to my hips. He backs me up to the bedroom.

Our lips never even leave each others.

Slowly, I unbutton his tuxedo jacket and pull it off, tossing it somewhere. I work on taking off his white button down. I pull on it, untucking it.

I kiss him harder. His tongue slides along my bottom lip, begging me for entrance. I start breathing harder.

We haven't messed around since I went blind because I don't like doing things without seeing him.

My fingers start moving faster. I slide his shirt off is his arms. Finally. My finger start to roam his toned chest. He's already rock hard.

I feel his biceps.

I love his arms.

I just love him.

"I love you." I mumble against his lips.

"I love you too." he mumbles. His fingers start to roam my back. I unbutton his dress slacks and let them fall. Both of us already took our shoes off. He kicks them somewhere. His finger finds my zipper, and slowly, he drags his down. He pulls away to watch as the dress fall off of me.

"Oh, you're so perfect." he whispers.

I stand in my bra and underwear and he stands in his boxers. I kiss him again.

Slowly, he lowers me onto the bed.

His mouth starts to move down my jaw to my neck, planting soft kisses.

I thread my fingers through his hair. His left hand slowly moves down to rub my clit through my panties. I moan softly. His right hand glides up my side and gently squeezes my breasts.

He slides his hand in my panties and slowly dips two fingers inside of me. I moan as he starts to pump.

"Noah." I mumble. "I want you inside of me." I mumble. "Please."

Slowly, he pulls his fingers out and I watch as he licks them clean. He pulls me so I sit up and unclasps my bra. He pulls my panties down. I tug at his boxers, sitting up. I slide them down his hips.

My lips press against his.

I'm ready.

I pull away.

"Please." I run my fingers up and down his chest.

He reaches to get a condom from his pants.

"No. I want you. All of you."

"Anna." he mumbles, leaning down to take my nipple in his mouth. His tongue swirls around the area. "You'll get pregnant."
"I'm on the pill." I mumble.

He moves back to my mouth.

I want him so damn bad.

He pulls away.

He looks nervous. Slowly, he positions himself against my center.

I hold my breath as he slowly pushes in.

I fight back a cry of pain and press my hands to his chest.

"Oh, my god." I groan. "Don't move." I mumble.

He stays completely still.

I hold my breath.

"Do you want me to pull out?" he whispers. I shake my head.

"Just...give me a moment." I run my hands up and down his chest.

Slowly, the pain starts to fade and how much I want him returns.

"Okay." I mumble.

Slowly, he starts to move in and out.

"Mmm." I moan.

"I love you." he groans. He starts to move faster, harder. I moan loudly as he thrusts into me. He starts to get even faster.

"Ohhhh god!" I moan. My hands clutch the seat. "Baby, I'm gonna...gonna." I moan.

"Me too." he groans. "Oh godddd."

"Noah!" I cry his name as I hit my climax. He hits his seconds later, emptying his load into me.

"God, I love you." I mumble.

<><>

"Veux-tu de l'eau?" I ask Noah. It's the next day. We've had sex seven times since the first time.

I'm sex crazed.

I'm obsessed with sex.

"What?" he asks.

"Veux-tu de l'eau?" I ask. I tap the faucet.

He frowns.

"Veux-tu de l'eau?" I repeat.

I set a glass in front of him and tap the water.

"Do I want water?" he asks.

"Oui." I say. (Yes.)

"Please." he says.

I stare at him.

"Uhh...um." he hesitates. "S'il vous plaît." he says. (Please.)

I smile, happy, and pick the glass up and hand it to him.

I talk in English with him when something I'm saying is too hard for him to understand in French yet.

"Je t'aime." I say. (I love you.)

He smiles. "Je t'aime, trop." he smiles. (I love you too.)

I stand up.

"We need to get ready to meet my Uncle and cousin." I say.

He nods.

"One more round before we go?" he asks.

"Duh." I laugh.