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He looks me in the eyes "are you sure you want this" he asks. I nod and pull him closer to me.
He lines up with my very wet entrance and continues to look me in the eyes, never breaking contact. He pushes the tip in, I moan, but I want more. I greedily push my hips closer to his. Trying to pull more and more of him into me.
Finally, with one agonizingly slow thrust, he is fully in me. He allows me time to adjust to him before thrusting more and more, increasing his pace. He pushes my legs up giving him the best possible angle for hitting my g-spot. I near my old friend the big O and I know that this time is going to be explosive.
I tighten as I reach closer and closer. "Henry, I'm going to cum!" I scream against his lips. He thrust harder and deeper and my body explodes. It feels like every single one of my nerve endings is attached to an electrical outlet. Everything in that moment goes black and my body becomes enveloped in pure pleasure.
I faintly hear him "MATILDA!" he yells as he reaches his point of release.
We remain together for a while, him on top of me breathing heavily. Neither of us are willing to move from each other. He is still inside of me and somehow still hard. God this man.
After a very long moment, he moves off me so I can breathe again. I sigh as he slips out of me. He quickly pulls off the condom and slips on his briefs. He climbs back onto the couch and nestles in behind me, spooning me. We don't say anything because we don't have to. His arms hold me in a strong embrace, and I sigh as we both drift off to sleep.
- COMMENTS
JaceyTreyover 3 years agoYes, your spelling could use some work. In some places, the words were spelled correctly, just the wrong words: "I wasn't being as conspicuous as I'd hoped." Conspicuous is spelled correctly here, however, I believe you had meant "inconspicuous". Just an example of some errors a proofread would uncover. I learned, long ago, a trick to proofreading my own work. Write without editing a first draft, let your ideas flow, ignoring grammar and spelling. Finish the paragraph, or page, or chapter...you know, just go until you need to stop. Then set the work aside for a day. Let it go. Return to it, no more or less than 24 hours, and be critical. Fix the errors. Again, set it aside. Work on something else. Re-read it after another day, as a reader, not a writer. You will see some more errors. Fix them as you go. One final proofread, then publish.
It is CRITICAL to allow some time. You know what you want to say, and right or wrong, you'll SEE what you want, not what's really there, if you don't wait.
That said, this story is coming along quite well! I understand the gist of the idea she hated him at the beginning of the story, she needed to in order to keep her attraction to him in perspective. How can you love someone, but compete for the same coveted job? You kind of let that conflict go a bit. It could have been an interesting battle of conscience, waffling over her desire for him and the desire for the professorship.
The sex scene was incredibly hot and erotic. You wrote it very well!
You're sticking with the plot, just have some hanging threads here and there.
5 stars! I'm so glad I'm sticking with this story.
Anonymousover 3 years agoGenerally well written. I enjoyed the sex between Henry and Matilda. But the plethora of spelling errors that preceded it made me almost give up and not get there! You're a good writer and a good storyteller, except for this one (easily correctable!) flaw. I look forward to future installments!
