Fearlessly Yours

Ecstasy

This is the direct continuation of the previous chapter. Warning Rated18A for strong, suggestive and mature language used. Enjoy! 

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"NO! No Leigh, I'm okay. I just tripped on something" Joan quickly answered trying so hard to hold back the giggle that was threatening to escape because of the expression on Nicolas's face. She wasn't sure if he was agitated because he couldn't continue or because of her insistent friend on the other side of her door.

"Are you sure" came the reply from the other side.

"Oh for fucks sake" Nicolas mumbled. "Yes she's fine! She doesn't need the police. There's one in here" he yelled for the benefit of the person on the other side. Joan finally laughed out loud at that. She couldn't believe that Nicolas was that bold to answer for her.

"Oh okay then" replied Leigh and then Nicolas heard her footsteps retreating and her apartment door closing. Joan however was in a fit of giggles. She couldn't seem to stop herself. She's got tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Nicolas watched her for a minute taking in the beauty of her mirth. Then without warning he pushed his cock into her pussy, aided by her wetness, all the way to the hilt. Well that shut her up! Her breath caught in her throat, then she let out a satisfied moan before she grabbed his hair to bring his face closer and gave him a passionate kiss. Her tongue against his; sucking, licking with little bites here and there.

Nicolas pulled out ever so slowly and pushed the same way, savouring Joan's warmth and tightness. As much as his body badly needed to find release, he still realized that two weeks ago, Joan was a virgin. Oh but she is so tight! So he concentrated on responding to her kisses instead. For someone who hasn't had a lover before him, her kisses were enough to make him forget his name. 

Joan eventually pulled back from the kiss. As much as she enjoyed the exchange of spit with Nicolas, she needed more. And it seemed like she's the only one craving for more since Nicolas seemed content just kissing, his cock buried inside her but unmoving! What the fuck?

"Nico, I missed you so much and I don't know if you feel the same. But just this once, fuck me like you do" she fervently whispered against her lover's lips while moving her hips to emphasize her point.

"Babe, I don't want to hurt you" he responded through gritted teeth.

"Nicolas Dean Mendoza! Hurt me? Do you not feel how wet I am? I swear to god, if you say that one more time, you'll never get near me again! Now FUCK ME!"

Well then! Nicolas was nothing but an obedient boy so he tightened his hold on Joan's waist, braced her back against the door using his other hand for support and pumped his hips with three successive thrusts making Joan scream in pleasure. 

"Two weeks baby, two fuckin weeks" Nicolas began, each word punctuated by the pumping of his hips. "Fuuuucccckkk! You're so wet and tight baby" he added.

"Too damn long if you ask me" Joan replied breathlessly.

"Hold on tight woman " Nicolas instructed and waited until Joan tightened her arms around his neck before he reclaimed her lips and at the same time thrusting into her forcefully. Once he was sure she wouldn't fall, he fucked her brains out. His cock pistoned in and out of her pussy with as much force as he knew she could handle. He made sure she felt him, up to the edge of her womb, making sure she recognized the owner of that part of her body. His hips found their rhythm in tune to their bodies dancing to a song as old as time. His cock glided into her pussy with wild abandon. The motion emphasized by the slapping of their bodies; him grunting and her squealing in ecstasy. 

"Oh god Nico, I'm cumming" Joan screamed as she arched her back, fully exposing her neck.

"Come for me baby" Nicolas whispered while sucking the pulse point just below her ear. 

Joan screamed in euphoria as she finally reached her climax; uncaring if her neighbours heard her.  Her body convulsing powerfully hat she had to dig her nails onto Nicolas back for support, leaving claw marks. Nicolas on the other hand, didn't stop. He relentlessly pumped his cock into Joan's pussy, feeling her getting tighter as she rode her orgasm. It was a testament to his stamina that he was able to keep pumping without cumming until Joan screamed as she came the second time. Nicolas followed suit not long after, continuously pushing into her until he was pumped empty. 

Right after, Nicolas leaned his body weight towards Joan against the wall while using his hands to support both of them. Joan placed her head at the crook of his neck as they both waited for their heartbeat and their breathing to return to normal. It took a good five minutes before everything seemed right again. Nicolas was the first to move. He pushed against the wall making sure Joan was still wrapped around him and walked backwards (steps limited because his pants were still wrapped around his ankles) until he felt the edge of the couch touch the back of his knee. He plopped himself down on the sofa taking Joan with him of course. His sweaty ass connected to the cold leather of the couch which brought out a hiss from him.

"You okay?" Joan groggily asked.

"Couch. Cold. Ass" was his response which elicited another round of giggles from the woman wrapped around him. He settled them both and leaned his head on the back of the couch.

"Nico?"

"Hhhmmm?"

"I missed you."

"I missed you too baby."

"Nico?"

"Hhhmmm?"

"You're so fuckin good. I'm afraid I won't be enough."

Well that caught him off guard! "What the hell are you talking about Joan?"

"I'm just scared that my lack of experience will turn you off and you decide to look for someone else. Because I don't think I will be able to survive it when that happens" Joan whispered brokenly.

"Ssshhh! Stop! Joan, look at me" Nicolas waited till Joan lifted her head up to look at him. "You are the only woman I have ever loved like this. I swear to god! No one else have made me feel this way. NO ONE! I'm fuckin 35 years old and this is the first time I have ever felt this way. You know me, I'm not very good with words and I don't talk much but please believe what I'm saying to you now. You are it! You are my end game" he ardently stated. "Besides, isn't my still buried cock in your pussy enough to tell you that it only hardens for you" he added with a devious smirk. The last statement earned him a smack on the back of his head but it was all worth it because the uncertainty in Joan's eyes was quickly replaced with warmth. Joan placed her head back on the crook of his neck.

"Nico?"

"Hhhmmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, baby" he responded while placing light kisses on Joan's shoulder.

They stayed like that for about 10 minutes, wrapped in each others arms,  unmoving except for the beating of their hearts and their rhythmic breathing. 

"Nico?"

"Hhhmmm?"

"Would you think less of me if I asked you to fuck me again?"

"Fuck no! I thought you'd never ask."

And just like that, the small apartment was once again filled with moans, groans and screams of ecstasy.