As he closed his mouth for a pause, Ellie started to languorously lick his parted lips. They were too dry so Ellie wanted to moisten them, but she could see the small gesture was having other effects on her partner. The rippling nerve pulse generated by the moment was heightened for Henry as her soft hands started to touch him where he needed it. Right there were his boxers were slowly peeled off. He kicked them onto the floor so he could have her focus on pleasuring him there. He placed his hands over hers so she could understand what he needed. It took a couple tries before she got it.
Although she had just learned, her vigor was unparallel. She just did really want him to completely enjoy this experience. She must have wondered about doing this for a while. Her rhythm was so perfect that Henry felt the pressure start to build until his head rocked back until he hit the plush headboard. Like a spring being uncoiled, he felt his mind start to release all of his hidden tensions. Usually women just had their way with him and left him alone, he had never had one want to actively participate in touching him. It was strangely even more exciting than normal as he felt the leap was higher than usual, so as he touched her hand before he really made a mess.
Wide eyes she looked at him in confusion. "Do you want me to get you some tissues, I know you're very tidy with your items?" As her hɨps were angled in the perfect place, he couldn't help himself.
As she rolled over him, he matched the action with one of his own, finally giving in to his impulses. He pushed into her as her eyes rolled back into her head. There was a pained expression on his face as he felt her vice close around him. Ellie started to pull back but he kept his hands on her hɨps and continued to thrust. This was the final destination of their courtship, the true verb of the words they had been whispering to each other before this—-love.
How precious, Henry felt the waves of calm hit him like he was floating in an endless ocean. He quickly moved against her to stimulate their mutual pŀėȧsurė. She grasped him softly at first but as the tempo quickened, he could feel the bite of her nails as he felt the peak begin to collapse along with his grasp of their pŀėȧsurė.
He cursed low and loud as he closed the gap between them and buried himself as deep as he could within her. Henry felt Ellie wrap herself around him as he shook gently with his climax. As the liquid seeped between him, her pŀėȧsurė followed his as she repeated his name in an almost painful reverb to affirm that it was he whom had done this. As she came down from her high she pulled away from him wanting to immediately shower and become clean. But, he surprised her. He wanted to keep her there and kiss her. His cuddling almost childish in its enthusiasm. He was so gentle with her as he reminded her how much he admired her.
It was unbelievable to Ellie that he was finally giving her what she had longed for after so many lonely months. Tears leaked out of the corner of her eyes before coming out full torrent. Her body was shaking with sobs and drenching him with salty fluid. However, as she expected his quick disgust and removal of himself, he surprised her yet again and he kept kissing her mouth. Henry continued to massage her tired back with his hands and kiss her eyelids as if she was a young child he wanted to keep safe from the darker things he hid away. After some time, Ellie was lulled to sleep and Henry gave her some space. Henry rubbed her ċhėst lazily with his hand as he watched her sleep. It was such a rare moment of peace that he savored it. He really hated that he could not pause the sluggishly rising dawn. He was no master of time who could stop the clocks and rushing cars. He could hear the delivery end of the city had already awoken to deliver packages and start prep work for the approaching day. Henry knew too that these were the few moments where she had let her inhibitions towards him down and out through some doorway in her mind. This progress was not easy and he knew that once she woke that Ellie would keep pushing him until their relationship was a place of pure peace. Henry wanted that, but he didn't want to think of the cost.
The day had still not broken when Ellie rose again. Her eyes opened widely as she ȧssessed his presence in her bed. She rubbed her eyes as if she did not believe that it was he who was sitting there. The thought was deliciously arousing so he had gotten under the sheet to stare at the petals between her legs. She had attempted to close her legs but his shoulders were hitching her legs wide to his perusal. There was a soft shudder in the muscle there as some light filtered through the thin sheet. It was like before when they had gone to explore the estate together but now her treasure was laid bȧrė for him to see. Slow licks and shifting legs lead to what Would conclude in a rather nice sėxuȧŀ interlude to their first morning sėx. It wasn't a show of expertise, but more of just the enthusiasm of two for who it was their second time.
As the last shudder ran through them with their entwined limbs touching the right places. Ellie felt complete. Her head was cradled on Henry's ċhėst as he looked down at her while smiling in his sleep. She fell into a dreamless sleep.