Chapter 262 - 262

As if an aphrodisiac candle had been lighted the temperature changed. Henry felt his shyness suddenly resurge as they way she was looking at him made him want to hurry.  He loved to just watch her move, the supple health that was visible in every line was so much more beautiful than his own body which he had always taken for granted. He could see in the light that her stomach had light scars from the rapid changes in her health.  Henry kissed them softly as this was another testament to her recovery.

Ellie made a sound in the back of her throat and Henry felt a heady rush as her fingers tightened in his hair.  He slowly kissed up her stomach to look up at her. Her eyes were as tender as his mother's when he had done something well.  That quiet unconditional love was always the softest hold for him--he had always wanted to have someone look at him the same way.  He started to pull down her top as her eyes closed she sighed into the sensations that were running through her. He touched her with the intention that he didn't want her to forget him.  Henry wanted her to remember every touch, every look, every rolling sensation. 

As his hands pushed more of his body open for his perusal, Ellie's head fell back as he started to feast on her with his hands, his tongue, his open mouth against her skin.  The emotions rushed over her quickly as he watched her expressions so she wouldn't be overwhelmed as his pŀėȧsurė was his highest priority. His pauses and his care to her made her want to memorize his emotions.  The chords struck in her heard were heavenly as she watched his care and patience to her joy.

In refrain, her fingers brushed against his ċhėst.  Too long as she not explored the contours of his body, where there was small freckles in his skin and corded muscle.  She was lost in the waves of sensation. His hands moved down between her legs and she felt the changes in his body against the skin of her own as he pulled off her thin slip completely.  His fingers dipped into her core so the digits were covered in her pŀėȧsurė. Ellie mȯȧnėd and her hands became fists in the sheets as he dipped back down to see what more of a reaction he could produce.  As he fingers circled her entrance, Ellie hissed again low in her throat.

She pulled herself back to a sitting position so his hands were further away.  Ellie caught her breath. Her words came out between the intakes of air. "Henry, it's too intense.  I can't. This is way too fast for me to enjoy everything. I know you want me to feel good, but can you go at a slower pace.  It hurts to have too many sensations at once. Rough for my first time with someone new isn't really my style."

Henry instantly joined her by sitting next to her.  He pulled her into his ŀȧp and began to massage her back as she sighed into him.  His new goal was just to make her relax as much as she could and slowly build up the tempo.  Ellie leaned backward as he kissed her neck so he continued to kiss down her. She bend back and Henry was suddenly caught in the beauty of the hollow of her throat.  The way the moonlight spilled straight to her hands holding her brėȧsts, like she was silently still hiding away from him. He bit her lip as she offered herself up more to him.  The soft bite was enough to release the torrent of wilderness. She turned fully and he felt her teeth on his stretched lip as she finally gave in. Finally, finally . . . the heat burned bright like the sun as he couldn't feel anything other than her soft hands finally touching him.  He was a sinner and a saint . . . laughing at the devil of emotions rushing through his loins. How beautiful was this free fall down to her.

As he felt the rush begin to overwhelm him he bit into her shoulder, in her arms her body softly shook as she reached her first peak.  Her shaking made Henry feel like he was on a softly swaying ship out at sea. Even in the storm, he felt so safe as if they were still in a harbor.  His emotions were satisfied as he heard her keening her wish for him to do more. "Don't . . . please . . don't stop touching me. I want more of you.  Give me all of it."

Although she was much smaller than he, Henry wrapped her as tightly as he could.  Ellie felt enraped and safe in the embrace. It was like hibernating with the strongest bear until spring came when there was plenty.  Henry kissed her forehead roughly again and again. Finally he spoke. "I've never had this. Is this what you wanted to teach me? I can't believe that people have this all the time.  I don't want to leave this--" He smile was so bright that Ellie wanted to do it until it stayed stuck to his face all the time when she was around.

"Henry, my love.  We're just starting.  There's so much more to see down this path.  I haven't even started to show you all the best parts of sharing a bed with me." Her smile was all mischievous as she swiveled completely so her entrance was right above where he could enter her if he so wanted.  She kissed him deeply again to prove that she did feel a want to have herself filled.

Henry squirmed as his hand moved to the night dresser.  He couldn't . . . no he wouldn't leave her with a bundle of that kind of joy.  When his hand came up empty, he rolled her so she was under him. It didn't have to happen immediately if there was no prevention here to ȧssure him.  Henry pulled her into another lazy kiss. She seemed to accept his decision as she pulled her arms around his neck. There was intense comfort, but he was straddled perfectly between her valley.  He felt the urges rise up again as they became painful. Ellie's pelvis tipped upward to relieve him and he felt a new shot of pain as his head started to swim with conflicting wants. He needed to do something soon as he wanted the sensation to abate.