She reaches down to his belt, starting to tug again. He doesn’t have to be a genius to work out what she wants next. He unloops the belt and lets her tuck her hands against the waistband of his pants, shifting them down. He grunts when her hand touches the ragged flesh of his cock, and hurriedly works his pants off his legs. His underwear has gone with them, and now he is naked above her, standing to attention. She takes him in her hand and he’s sure as fuck this isn’t the first time she’s been naked with a guy, virgin or not. Her fingers dance over the head of his cock and he bucks against her, his arms buckling. He drops onto her – gently, gently – his cock pressed against the soft skin of her stomach. She hooks her hands under his arms and looks up at him, a hundred miles of desire and trust behind her eyes.
“If you are sure about this, Gabriella,” he says quietly. She nods. “It will be easier if you...are on top.”
“Okay.” Her hands leave what’s left of his skin and he moves off her, lying back onto the soft sheets of the bed. If this wasn’t Gomorrah, and room-stealing wasn’t commonplace, he’d almost feel bad about what they were about to do. But with Gabrielle shifting on top of him, her hair loose around her shoulders and her tanned skin smooth and soft beneath his finger –
“Come here,” he murmurs, and she shifts forwards. He isn’t sure when her underwear went, but it sure as fuck isn’t there now. “Lie down on me.”
She is tentative now, frightened. He wants to ask her again if she’s sure, if she wants to do this, if she wants an old ghoul like him, but her jaw is set and he knows that what she’s scared of has nothing to do with him. He gathers her against him gently, crooning softly to her, meaningless words and sounds to soothe her. When he feels her relax against him, he steadies her hips. She draws a sharp breath as the head of his cock nudges against her opening.
“Not yet, not yet,” he assures her. He pulls her further up his body, and she nestles her head into his neck. He runs a hand down her back and dips it between her legs. She is wet and warm, and feeling her slickness against his fingers makes his cock twitch. “Tell me yes, or tell me no.”
He presses one finger against her entrance, pausing to give her a chance to object. Her breathing is steady down, and he pushes deeper. She is hot and tight and it has been a long, long time. He pushes again, and she suddenly jolts against him, gasping in pain.
“I need you to stay still, Gabriella. Hold onto me, take a breath, it will only hurt for a second, I promise you.”
After a couple of seconds, she nods. Her lips are against his neck, and when he pushes up again, she yelps and bites his neck. He hisses, but holds her, gently working his finger until he is sure he has broken through. Slowly, he pulls his finger out, and there is blood there.
“Shh, shh,” he tells her, as he feels her body unwind. “It will hurt less now. That is the worst bit.”
He looks around for something to clean her up with. Regretfully, he pulls one of the cases off the pillows, and gently wipes between her legs. Hey, he thinks, you choose Gomorrah, you get Gomorrah.
She breathes out against his neck. “Am I – will you - ?”
“Tell me.”
“Will you – are we – will you fuck me now?”
Raul strokes her hair out of her face. “No, Gabriella, now we are going to make love. If it is still what you want.”
“Yes,” she says, a current of need underpinning her voice. “Yes, Raul. Make...make love to me.”
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“If you are sure about this, Gabriella,” he says quietly. She nods. “It will be easier if you...are on top.”
“Okay.” Her hands leave what’s left of his skin and he moves off her, lying back onto the soft sheets of the bed. If this wasn’t Gomorrah, and room-stealing wasn’t commonplace, he’d almost feel bad about what they were about to do. But with Gabrielle shifting on top of him, her hair loose around her shoulders and her tanned skin smooth and soft beneath his finger –
“Come here,” he murmurs, and she shifts forwards. He isn’t sure when her underwear went, but it sure as fuck isn’t there now. “Lie down on me.”
She is tentative now, frightened. He wants to ask her again if she’s sure, if she wants to do this, if she wants an old ghoul like him, but her jaw is set and he knows that what she’s scared of has nothing to do with him. He gathers her against him gently, crooning softly to her, meaningless words and sounds to soothe her. When he feels her relax against him, he steadies her hips. She draws a sharp breath as the head of his cock nudges against her opening.
“Not yet, not yet,” he assures her. He pulls her further up his body, and she nestles her head into his neck. He runs a hand down her back and dips it between her legs. She is wet and warm, and feeling her slickness against his fingers makes his cock twitch. “Tell me yes, or tell me no.”
He presses one finger against her entrance, pausing to give her a chance to object. Her breathing is steady down, and he pushes deeper. She is hot and tight and it has been a long, long time. He pushes again, and she suddenly jolts against him, gasping in pain.
“I need you to stay still, Gabriella. Hold onto me, take a breath, it will only hurt for a second, I promise you.”
After a couple of seconds, she nods. Her lips are against his neck, and when he pushes up again, she yelps and bites his neck. He hisses, but holds her, gently working his finger until he is sure he has broken through. Slowly, he pulls his finger out, and there is blood there.
“Shh, shh,” he tells her, as he feels her body unwind. “It will hurt less now. That is the worst bit.”
He looks around for something to clean her up with. Regretfully, he pulls one of the cases off the pillows, and gently wipes between her legs. Hey, he thinks, you choose Gomorrah, you get Gomorrah.
She breathes out against his neck. “Am I – will you - ?”
“Tell me.”
“Will you – are we – will you fuck me now?”
Raul strokes her hair out of her face. “No, Gabriella, now we are going to make love. If it is still what you want.”
“Yes,” she says, a current of need underpinning her voice. “Yes, Raul. Make...make love to me.”