Chapitre 37: Chapter 37
Nathaniel settled himself over Paige, taking care not to crush her with his weight, and ensured that her legs were on either side of him. He started kissing her again and moved one hand to position himself at her entrance. Paige moaned softly into his mouth and broke their kiss, looking into his eyes.
"Hold on to me, baby," he whispered, and Paige wrapped her arms around his back. She looked into his eyes as she felt him begin to push into her core. There was some discomfort as he pushed into her and Paige began breathing deeply to relax.
"My God you are so hot and tight," Nathaniel groaned as he slowly pushed further inside of Paige. He kept his eyes glued to her and focused on making her comfortable as he pushed further. He watched as she flinched and felt her barrier tear and he stopped moving. She gripped his back and he wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes as he kissed her lips gently, trying to take her mind off the pain. Paige soon started moving her hips slightly and he pulled away from her mouth.
"Does this mean you're ready for the rest of me?" he whispered, stroking her hair. Paige looked confused and then tried to look down, but she couldn't see anything.
"'The rest of you'? There's more?" she asked, slightly concerned. She felt very full right now and didn't think there was anything more that could fit inside her.
"Don't be scared; you'll be able to take it," he said in a strained whisper. Paige nodded in response, trying to relax in preparation. Nathaniel leaned down and kissed her as he sheathed the rest of his dick inside of Paige.
"Uhh, Nathan," she moaned in his ear. He stilled himself to let her adjust to him. He was panting heavily, relishing the feeling of becoming one with the woman he loved. It was incomparable to any other sexual experience he had ever had. He was also trying not to orgasm, as he had been so eager to please Paige that he did not put a condom on. He had never had sex without a condom and it made him very sensitive.
Paige felt like Nathaniel's dick was all the way up in her stomach. She knew that this wasn't anatomically how sex worked, but she could feel every inch of him stuffing her insides. It was uncomfortable at first, but she was quickly adjusting to him. She started moving her hips to get a little friction and feel Nathaniel inside of her more.
"Impatient, are we?" he whispered to her. "Don't worry, I'll have you screaming my name in ecstasy soon." Nathaniel then began moving himself out of Paige and then quickly thrusted back inside. Paige moaned and reveled in the delicious friction that he was making her feel as he started thrusting in a sort of cadence. She eagerly moved her hips to meet his, moving as one with him. She clawed his back with her nails and moaned his name like she was saying a prayer. She heard the lewd, wet, sound of their bodies slapping together and it drove her wild.
Nathaniel suddenly pulled out of Paige, causing her to whimper at the sudden loss. He smiled and put her legs over his shoulders, leaned over her, then thrust himself inside her pussy again. Paige screamed; he felt even deeper than he was before.
"Do you like that, Paige? Does that feel good?" Nathaniel asked as he panted, not stopping his thrusting.
"Yes! Uhh, you're so deep," she moaned loudly. Paige did not care one bit about anything that made her insecure; she could only focus on the pleasure that he was giving her and her climax that was approaching.
"Fuck, Paige, I feel your pussy clamping down on me and it feels so good; you're so incredible," Nathaniel panted.
"Nathan, please, yes, please," Paige moaned incoherently. Nathaniel was getting close and didn't want to orgasm until Paige did, because he needed to pull out. He licked his thumb and pressed it onto Paige's clit, rubbing it in little delicate circles.
"I'm close, Nathan," she panted out. Nathaniel kept thrusting and playing with her clit.
"Paige, I'm going to pull out when you cum," Nathaniel panted. Paige shook her head and moaned.
"Nathan… please… cum inside me," she moaned. Nathaniel felt her pussy clamp around his dick in a rhythmic massage. Her words put him over the edge and he was thrusting with wild abandon. Paige screamed his name, her climaxing making her tense and writhe. Nathaniel couldn't hold out anymore.
"I fucking love you, Paige; I fucking love you," he roared as he erupted inside her, continuing his thrusts until he felt himself give a final twitch. He panted as he pulled himself out of Paige and looked at his seed spilling out of her. He felt a strange sense of pride that he didn't understand as he removed her legs from his shoulders and gently placed them on either side of him. He moved so he could lay down gently and hold Paige, but she curled into a ball.
He curled around her and held her to him. "Paige, what's wrong?" he asked gently. He was worried that she was hurting.
"I just need a second," she whispered. Nathaniel softly rubbed her back and then sat up.
"Okay, I'll be right back," he said gently, kissing her shoulder. He walked to his bathroom and cleaned himself with a warm washcloth. He also sent a text to Arthur asking him to procure a morning after pill discreetly. He didn't know what Paige wanted to do, or if she was maybe on birth control, but he wanted her to have options. He smiled at the thought of her pregnant with his child. He definitely wouldn't mind; it's not like he couldn't afford to take care of a baby. He also needed an heir eventually, and he wasn't getting any younger. But, he'd support Paige in whatever she decided.
He grabbed a second washcloth, put it under the warm water and then walked back to Paige. He sat beside her and rubbed her back.
"Baby, I'm back. Can I help you clean up?" Nathaniel asked softly. Paige turned to look at him finally, coming out of her ball. She nodded.
"Can you open your legs for me?" he asked her. Paige parted her legs for him and he gently cleaned her with the washcloth. He kissed her forehead and whispered, "I'll be right back."
As Paige watched Nathaniel walk to the bathroom, she felt overwhelmed again. First, she was embarrassed about basically begging him to ejaculate inside of her. 'Do I want to be pregnant?' she asked herself. She shook her head to get rid of the thought. Her thoughts then were driven to contemplate Nathaniel's confession. 'He loves me? Does sex just make you say wild shit?' Her mind was going a mile a minute. 'Do I love him?'
Nathaniel walked back into the bedroom and climbed in bed next to Paige. He pulled her onto his lap which made her squeak in surprise. He laughed. "I'm going to just massage your thighs a bit so they aren't as sore tomorrow," he said softly, lifting her left thigh up and massaging it between his large hands. He felt Paige flex her muscle beneath his hands.
"Nathan, my muscles will be fine. They are used to workouts," she said with a giggle. That giggle was one of Nathaniel's new favorite sounds. That, and her moans of ecstasy. Also, the way she screamed his name. Those were his top 3.
"Baby, just let me love on you for another minute," he said, moving to her other thigh. He felt her stiffen at his words. He kissed the top of her head. He was very much aware of what he said and he knew he had two options. He could chalk it up to amazing sex that caused his brain to malfunction or he could come clean. He decided to tell her, but he wanted to give her a moment. He'd let her know tomorrow when he offered her the choice of taking the morning after pill or not.
He lifted the bedding up and the scooped up Paige. He placed her under the covers and climbed under himself, pulling her onto his chest. He held her and kissed the top of her head, wondering why she fit so perfectly in his arms. He stroked her hair with his fingers, feeling her fall asleep in his arms. He drifted off soon after, feeling completely at peace.
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