Wicked Wednesday 307 – Million Dollars – (A Million Dollar Question)

Gordon was incredibly nervous on the flight back home and while it gave Adrienne a slight pause, she assumed it was because they had agreed to have a chat with her parents when they got home. Hell, she was nervous about having that chat. She was also ready to leave again if the need arose. Adrienne had already made up her mind that nothing was going to get in the way of her and Gordon’s happiness. Not even a kingdom.

As the plane began its descent the pair shared several kisses that quickly went from tender to nearly scandalous before settling in just to hold one to each other for as long as time would allow. They waiting patiently as the stairs were rolled into place and attached and Gordon escorted the Princess from the plane as was custom. Adrienne was incredibly surprised to see a small crowd of people, including her parents, waiting for them and wondered if something big had happened in her absence. She wondered what was so big though that it could draw such a large amount of people to the airfield.

Once the pair had cleared the plane and their luggage was being unloaded Gordon froze, which in turn made Adrienne go stock still as well. She remembered the last time something like this had happened and was in no mood to have her day spoiled by something as terrifying as that first run to the air plane. After a moment he relaxed a bit but before they could take another step, he had done a rapid about face, standing directly in front of Princess Adrienne.

“Gordon, what is going on?” Her voice didn’t carry, nor did her face betray her confusion, but he felt it nonetheless and smiled at her. Tucking back a stray tendril of hair that had escaped her chignon he kissed her cheek, knelt down, and removed a small box from his pocket. His voice carried clearly, helped by the sudden silence of the crowd who hadn’t really know why they’d been asked to gather as they were. Gordon took one of Adrienne’s hands in his as she stared down at him, still baffled at his actions. “Your Royal Highness, Princess Adrienne, would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He flipped open the small velvet box with practiced ease to reveal a beautiful black opal and amethyst band that would suit the princess perfectly.

She gasped audibly at his words and thought that her father might kill them both for something like this, but she dared not risk a glance in that direction. Instead she focused on Gordon alone and let a smile spread across her face. It was her turn for her voice to carry and everyone clearly heard her say, “Yes Gordon Abbot, I will be your wife.” He slid the ring onto her finger and pulled her into his arms as he stood, then picked her up and spun her around in a most unroyal fashion. Adrienne, too busy laughing with joy, hadn’t noticed the cheers and applause from the gathered party until just now as her parents moved forward to congratulate them both. The king gave a broad grin as he shook Gordon’s hand, “You pulled that off admirably well my boy. I think you even surprised my girl here.” “Wait, what? You knew about this Dad? Mom?” The pair both nodded at the same time as Gordon smiled at her. She looked at him incredulously for an instant then shrugged her shoulders, decided propriety be damned, and gave him a fierce loving kiss for all the world to see.

There was much celebrating to be done, a dinner where Gordon explained the entire tale to Adrienne, regarding having approached her father and telling him (almost) everything before receiving the older man’s blessing, after a thorough questioning of course, and many plans to be made. Adrienne left that bit largely to her mother who loved planning events as much as she herself hated them. And several months hence, a royal wedding occurred.

The moment the wedding and reception were done, the instant they could slip away, they did. And they hid in the garden sharing kisses like a pair of teenagers. Adrienne gave a naughty giggle and shifting her heavy skirt she sat down on a bench in front of Gordon. Before he could get a word out she was undoing his fly to wrap first her fingers then her mouth around his rapidly hardening cock. She bobbed up and down on it getting it good and wet and then pulled away licking him like a lollipop. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock and he moaned softly. “Shhh. Someone will hear you.” She gave a devilish smile and resumed her task, sucking him deep and hard into her mouth. This time he bit his tongue rather than make a sound because he knew she was right. Just because they were well hidden didn’t mean they couldn’t be overheard. And the thought of that made him even harder. Adrienne suppressed a giggle and hummed very softly letting him feel those vibrations while she worked his cock with her mouth. She loved pulling away from him with a soft but audible “Pop!” as she released and then diving back down to take as much of him into her mouth and throat as she could. Suddenly they both heard footsteps nearby and Adrienne jumped while Gordon was more turned on by the noise and instantly shot into her mouth. Adrienne just managed to swallow and Gordon adjust his clothing before the king and queen rounded the corner.

“There you two are! The plane is at the airfield ready for your preferred honeymoon destination. You two should sneak out of here while you can.” The pair smiled at the queen and Gordon dropped a kiss on Adrienne’s head. “Sounds like a good idea to me. “Princess?” Adrienne stood and took Gordon’s arm. “So, where shall we go that requires you to keep guarding my body?” And she gave him a saucy wink as they waved goodbye to her parents.

This is the finale to a several part series. You can find the other stories (in order) here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here. Hopefully, you’ve enjoyed reading about Gordon and Adrienne as much as I have writing about them.

 

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Fearless Sexuality

In order to have sex fearlessly we must be willing to face the things that have shaped and will continue to shape our sex lives. This means facing up to bad experiences, trauma, and looking at our current relationship, both with our partner and with our own sexuality. Sometimes this may take therapy or counseling, particularly to handle bad experiences in relationships or trauma, especially that of a sexual nature.

Sometimes a bad experience can be something as simple as bad night of drunken sex (we won’t get into the implications of consent here), but other times it can be a series of bad sexual encounters, that aren’t specifically traumatic and we need to be able to look at those encounters and say, “OK, this was bad.” And then we must identify what was bad about it and work to change any bad or negative things, particularly if we are at fault. When we can examine our bad experiences and thus, ourselves, we can improve our sex lives simply through being.

Dealing with traumatic sexual experiences can be harder, simply because trauma itself can be difficult to process either alone or with the help of a therapist. But it can be done and if you want to improve your sex life, it needs to be done, for your well being at the very least. I know from my own past that confronting sexual trauma is hard and scary, but I also know that once I made an effort to try and work through it so I could move on, that my sex life and life in general would be better for me. And it was. I still struggle, I won’t deny that, but letting go of some of the fear associated with my sexual trauma was a way to let the healing process begin. I’ll never be completely over it I don’t think, but each day I am better than I was. I find more peace within myself and know more and more that it wasn’t my fault.

In examining a current relationship with a partner you have to look at the way you fit and work together and how compatible you are in a general sense and in bed. Sometimes people who are very different can have the strongest relationships, but if you have a severe mismatch in libido or other problems that you deem serious enough to negatively impact your relationship then those things should be discussed and hopefully compromised upon. And if your partner happens to be abusive and your reflection opens your eyes to that, then I urge you to get out before things escalate. I spent nearly a decade with an abusive man and still have the mental and emotional scars from dealing with it. Don’t be like me.

But, I feel like the most important part of being able to have sex without any fear is knowing our sexual selves. Whether that is through masturbation or meditation it is important to know who you are and what you want out of your sex life, otherwise it will simply be unfulfilled. You must be non-judgmental and be able to look clearly at yourself to know what makes you curious or playful (and playfulness in the bedroom is encouraged) what makes you excited or happy. There is no magic button or pill that will suddenly make you sexually aware of the self. It is something that begins to happen as we grow up and age, but even so our awareness of ourselves is ever changing and sometimes we may even lose sight of that awareness and become a null in a void for a time where it seems like sex or sexuality doesn’t exist. Finding your way out of that particular labyrinth takes fortitude and strength and again the ability to question yourself and be aware of who you are and what you want as you emerge from a void.

Only once you’ve begun to conquer these things and can live in the moment, laugh in the moment, and take joy in the little things can you truly begin to embrace having sex without fear. This is a path that many people follow intuitively because sex is such an integral part of our biology, but for those of us struggling with the issues I noted above it can be much harder to navigate our way through the quagmire that can be sex and relationships or just sex by itself because the subject becomes so conflated sometimes with gender and equality and the ideas of the patriarchy. Sex is yours, his, everyone’s. And yes, sex is power. It is energy. Use it wisely.

Kink of the Week -Doggy Style – (Rough Games)

He jerked her body back against his, pinning her to him as he mauled her tits with rough hands. He would not be gentle. Not this time. Her nipples were pinched until she cried out half in pleasure, half in pain and he gave a satisfied smile at the sound. His lips met the back of her neck tenderly, before one hand seized her by her long red hair and yanked her head back and baring her throat and shoulder to him. There he kissed and bit, while he idly rolled her left nipple back and forth between his fingers. He pinched down again, waiting for that delicious cry he loved so much.

She felt herself being shoved towards the bed and her body bent over by her hair. Nails raked down her back, little trails of fire that made her writhe and squirm. Fingers dug into her fleshy ass before trailing down to find her dripping slit. “Of course you’d be wet for me, you fucking slut. You like it when I’m rough don’t you?” “You know I do. I like it when you leave marks and bruises and fuck me with that fat cock until I scream. Will you fuck me like that tonight?” Her voice was slightly breathless in anticipation where his had been gruff and hard. All in the spirit of the game they played.

“Get up on the bed. Now.” When she didn’t move fast enough, several smacks were delivered to her ass. “I said move!” And she scrambled quickly all the way onto the bed. In her haste to get where she was told she managed to tangle herself into a heap that left her face down, ass up, and pussy on display. He slid two fingers inside of her pumping them in and out. They could both hear her wetness and feel how her pussy seemed to suck at his fingers, wanting to keep them there. He stroked his cock slowly while he fingered her, just waiting until he knew she was good and close. And he stopped, withdrew his fingers, wiped her wetness against the back of her thigh and before she had a chance to complain he was driving his cock into her.

A deep moan escaped her lips and she braced her body against the bed as his hands dug cruelly into her hips pushing and pulling her along his cock. She managed to reach an arm beneath her body and furiously rubbed at her clit while her fucked her. The moaning and cries of passion grew louder and louder and soon he was shoving her face into bed bed to muffle her noises. It was all she could do to breath and she turned her head halfway hoping to get more air. He held onto the back of her neck, but loosened his grip a bit as he continued to pound into her. Her legs shook and suddenly she bit her tongue to avoid crying out as she gushed her wetness all over his cock. He grinned triumphantly and stopped long enough to pet her hair gently. “Good slut. I want you to do that again.”

And the hard, fast fucking resumed, their bodies slapping together as they met in a frantic rhythm, pushing higher and higher, asking for more and giving the most possible. This time when she orgasmed she did cry out and he groaned in response at the feeling of her body wrapped around him. He fucked her through it never giving her the chance to catch her breath and left her twitching against him. His hands had returned to her hips and he fucked her hard, his own orgasm imminent. When he did finally come in a heady rush of feeling she moaned again, feeling him inside her and another small orgasm shook her body beneath him. She collapsed against the bed as he pulled away and after a quick clean up they settled in for a cuddle. “I love you. Even if you are a dirty slut.” She giggled at him and rested her head on his shoulder. “I love you too.”

Wicked Wednesday – 306 – Travel (A Princess’ Guide to Relaxing)

The next morning, Adrienne’s father was practically beating down her door because of a diplomatic incident that needed resolved immediately. She assured him she would handle the matter and was quickly dressed and packed in a matter of minutes. Gordon ducked out of her rooms and ran home to gather his own kit and within the hour the pair were underway to their destination.

Their flight was uneventful, save some turbulence and the pair happily chattered away like a pair of magpies. There was a car waiting as soon as Adrienne and Gordon stepped off the plane that would take them directly to a meeting with the local consulate, before meeting with more senior officials the next morning. Adrienne was thoroughly briefed on the details and she frowned thoughtfully as she began to ask pointed questions, trying to figure out where thing had gone wrong. She was confident in her ability to smooth out any rough edges without there being any sanctions imposed or other political fallout. And over the next few days she did.

But her nights, those belonged to Gordon. They laughed, they loved, they fucked like rabbits. One evening after a particularly stressful day they returned to the hotel and Gordon immediately drew a hot bath and shooed Adrienne off for a good long soak. She pinned her hair up and just relaxed trying to let the stress of the day slip away. She heard a knock at the door and figured it must be room service with supper. She got out of the tub and slipped into a terrycloth robe before stepping out of the bathroom. She walked into an enchanted space fulls of golden flames and soft music with a rather handsome man pulling out a chair for her sit and dine with him. They ate slowly enjoying the food, each other, and the wine; after the meal was done Gordon stood and pulled Adrienne into the bedroom.

He slipped the terrycloth from her body and motioned for her to lay down on the bed face down. She stretched out on the bed, noting her body’s relief at being able to just relax. She settled into the bed, smiling as she felt Gordon’s weight beside her. He drizzled warm almond oil across her skin, making her jump a tiny bit and then commenced giving her a gentle, but highly erotic massage. He touched her everywhere, teasing her skin, taking time to pay special attention to her gorgeous ass. It stirred something within Adrienne and she moaned softly in delight. Gordon’s fingers trailed down between her slightly spread legs, only making her moan louder as her caressed her ever so lightly. He wiped the excess oil from her skin and directed her to turn over so her could do her front. She happily obliged and Gordon began to massage her arms working his way to her hands then moving across her hips and down to her thighs. She squirmed at the feeling of his thumbs against her inner thighs, wanting more of his touch. Gradually as he worked his way along her skin, loosening all the muscles and helping her relax he became bolder and began to tease at her breasts and nipples or run a finger across her clit. This massage thing was quite enjoyable. Adrienne stretched her lithe body under Gordon’s hands and he smiled at the sight. She caught him and spoke, “What’s the smile for?” “Because I want to see you like that all the time.”

She grinned and blew him a kiss. He laughed, wiped the excess oil from them both, and leaned into her for the kiss he really wanted. Suddenly where there had been a spark was a flame and they were wrapped up in one another. Gordon pinned her to the bed effortlessly and kissed and bit lightly at her skin, never enough to leave more than the faintest of red marks that would quickly fade (the real marks were always hidden) and with a final sweet kiss began to work his way down her body pinching at her nipples, hard enough to make her cry out out, and then kissing the pain away before he would bite down, harder this time, leaving slightly more noticeable marks. And Adrienne writhed beneath him her mind and body begging for more. She arched her hips against him grinding against the thigh he was using to hold her lower body still and moaned. Gordon’s head dipped to suck more gently at her nipples and she moved harder and faster against him. He lifted his head to meet her eyes. “Now Princess.” Adrienne’s head whipped from side to side on the bed as she shuddered beneath him. “Good girl. I like how you taste after you’ve come for me.”

And his face was between her legs, spreading them further so he could enjoy the pretty pussy that was his. He tasted and sucked and licked and reveled in her body. Here, where they couldn’t be seen he left the marks he wanted to, dotting her inner thighs with teeth marks and small bruises that would remind her she was his, not that she needed any reminding. Strong arms wrapped around her thighs to hold her still and pull her closer at the same time. She moaned at the feeling of simply being pulled closer to him and her hips bucked impatiently. Gordon stopped. He looked up at her and growled, “Patience Princess, patience,” and resumed feasting on her body. Even with his grip her movements quickly became erratic and more forceful and finally he he gave in to her desire. She came on his face not bothering to muffle her cries, but trying to settle her movements before she busted his nose. He gave one last, long lingering lick of her pussy before he sat up licking his lips and grinning at her. “Kitten, if you can’t be still I’m going to have to tie you down.”

“But now I’m going to fuck you.” His grin became almost predatory as he flipped her legs up to his shoulders and his cock filled her up, finding a home in her hot little cunt. Adrienne swore and Gordon smacked her thigh for it. She gave him a cheeky grin, lifted her hips to meet his and swore again because it felt so good. He smacked the other thigh and drove his cock deeper. With strong hands grasping her by the hips, his fingertips digging in, he fucked her slowly, lazily almost smiling as she twisted beneath him and began to beg him to fuck her harder. “Come for me again and I will.”

Her eyes widened and she began to tremble as she stroked her clit in time to his thrusting, arching to meet him until finally her body reached its boiling point and she exploded in another orgasm. Then he began to fuck her hard and fast, watching her pinch a nipple with her free hand and the sight of her overwhelmed him. His own orgasm hit and she let her legs fall to either side of him, both of them spent.

This is a multi-part series. It starts here and follows through subsequent Wicked Wednesday posts to current.

 

#SOSS 10 Round Up Some Love

This edition of #SOSS brought to you by marzipan candy and a salad; never mind that’s lunch. Anyway, I hope that y’all find these post as entertaining or enlightening as I have. Happy reading!

We Are Shadows by the ever lovely Ella Scandal is a work that you need to read for yourself. The story is fantastic and, as always, well written with a fun twist that I never expected at the end.

Bare Essentials by Wicked Wednesday’s host, Marie Rebelle, made me squirm and laugh at the same time. I’m glad I got to read the story in its entirety and love how the events all went down. Nothing like a little fun between partners right?

The Yoga Sutra and D/s by Brigit of Brigit Writes stuck a chord within me as I’ve done just enough of both D/s and yoga to start to have a grasp on her words and how much sense they make to me. It inspires me to get back to my yoga that I’ve been neglecting and to work at being more present in my D/s life.

Your sex blogger voice matters by Isabelle Lauren really made me stop and think about how I feel about writing about topics  others have already covered. I feel like I’m not good enough to cover those topics as well and have something new enough or different enough that my voice will make a difference. Looks like I need to get out of my own head a bit and write what I want to write.

 

Review: Flexible Silicone Vibrating Dildo

When I received this dildo from www.tootimid.com my curiosity was piqued when I opened the package to reveal a somewhat wobbly g-spot toy. The vibrating dildo has a lot of give to it in the middle, which made me wonder if it would work for me because my g-spot is very picky about what it likes and that tends to be lots of pleasure…err pressure. So I charged it up via the included USB cable and away we went.

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The very first thing I noticed as the toy was charging is that the lights on the buttons are an incredibly obnoxious shade of blue, one that would draw the eye if it was left, say charging on dresser and someone walked into the room. There would be no mistaking it for exactly what it is. So if you like a little discretion make sure this one is definitely put away before any company comes over. The upside to the bright lights is that once the toy is turned one the buttons are easy to see in a dark room (which I’m sure was the intent.)

This vibrating dildo has a slightly bulbous head with some slight ridges along it. Inside of me the ridges were absolutely unnoticeable and therefore unremarkable. The shape of the head isn’t bad but it is pretty basic as far as g-spot toys go. However, while I probably could’ve orgasmed from thrusting the head against my g-spot I found that the toy had too much flex and give to it for me to adequately thrust as hard or even as fast as I might like.

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Beyond the fact that this toy and I simply aren’t compatible it is a nice looking toy. The silicone is smooth to the touch and while I can see mold lines where the toy was made I can’t feel them even running my hand over them. The ABS plastic handle is suitably shiny and reflective which is a nice touch, but with lube coated fingers can be a bit slippery. Another quality issue I noticed is that the motor in the end of toy sounds like it isn’t seated quite properly and while it doesn’t rattle around like it might break it is noticeable if you give the toy a good shake or flex. It probably isn’t a big deal and it didn’t seem to affect the toy’s performance, but I do like to be thorough.

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It offers four patterns and three speeds that fall somewhere between rumbly and buzzy and the only one that did for me was the strongest speed, but even then the flex of the toy meant that I couldn’t get it in just the right spot to have an orgasm. Granted I tend to HATE patterns in my vibrators so the fact that they didn’t do much for isn’t surprising. Overall I’m going to have to make the call and say this one was a dud for me.Despite my lackluster experience, if you’d like to give this toy a try and perhaps enjoy it far more than I did you can find it at wwww.tootimid.com for $54.95.

This Flexible Silicone Vibrating Dildo was sent to me by Too Timid in exchange for a fair, honest, and unbiased review. All opinions are my own.

Wicked Wednesday – 305 – (A Choice and a Decision)

Wicked Wednesday... a place to be wickedly sexy or sexily wicked

Adrienne seemed to have a knack for handling diplomatic incidents and she became her father’s go to person for flying out to have talks or handle other matters. Gordon was always her companion on these trips and they reveled in the time they spent together once the work of the day was done. But both were too afraid to take that next step, one that would alter the course of their relationship forever. So things hung in limbo while every night of the trips they took Gordon fucked his Princess, his Kitten until she couldn’t take anymore. Yet she tried anyway. She wanted everything he could give her even if it was only this time, stolen from the rest of the world. Neither of them knew that one day soon, they’d be forced to tell it all.

One day she passed Gordon in the hall and discreetly slipped him a note. “My rooms. After your shift ends. We need to talk.” He crumpled the note in his hand and stuffed it into a pocket, wondering what was so urgent that she was actively seeking him out within these walls. Gordon knew he’d find out soon enough, but it didn’t stop his mind from racing the rest of the day, wondering just what they needed to talk about. He was terrified she was going to tell him things were over.

After checking the already empty hallways Gordon slipped almost soundlessly into the sitting room of Adrienne’s suite and sat down to wait for her. A few moments later she walked out of the bedroom wearing a terrycloth robe with her hair wrapped in a towel and placed both hands over her mouth to stifle her cry of surprise. Gordon grinned at her and walked over to speak quietly, “You should be more aware Princess. It might save you someday.” And he kissed her gently on the lips. She smiled against his lips and pulled him further inside, into the bedroom where they were less likely to be overheard. She unwound her towel and began to comb out her hair. Gordon nudged her to sit in front of the mirror she was using and took the comb from her. She relaxed into him and loosened her robe so her could see her nude reflection in the mirror. He smiled at her, “Such a pretty Kitten,” and smoothing her damp hair back he quickly plaited it together wrapping an elastic around the end.

All the while Adrienne had been stroking the front of her body, playing with her breasts and nipples, letting him see her legs fall apart just a bit, to catch a glimpse of the wetness there. He leaned over her and replaced her hands with his own, trailing kisses down her neck as he rubbed her pebbled nipples between his fingers. “Mmmm, yes.” Adrienne fell into his touch and he pulled her to her feet, sliding the robe from her shoulders, baring her body to him. “No spankings tonight Princess. But I have plans for you. You’ll be good won’t you?” “Yes, Sir.” He spun her around for a kiss and held onto her for a long moment cherishing this time in case whatever she had to say was bad news. “First, you told me that me we needed to talk Princess. What’s going on?”

Adrienne sighed softly, “Dad is pressuring me to try and start finding someone I want to settle down with and…well…I don’t know if he’ll like it and I don’t know what you’ll think, but, (Gordon was bracing himself for bad news as her voice got smaller and smaller with each word) I don’t know what he’d think about us.” The last bit came out so rushed and quiet that Gordon barely heard her and frowned. “What do you mean, Princess? There can’t be an us. We both went into things knowing this.” “No! I refuse to believe that. Can you honestly say that you don’t feel the same way I do? Or would you be lying to yourself?” She stared him down, tears sparkling in her eyes. “Tell me the truth Gordon. Do you love me?”

He looked down at her, his own eyes shining with tears. “I do, but…” “But nothing. If my father doesn’t like it I’ll leave again and you’re welcome to come with me. Or you can walk away now. It’s your choice and if you really want to go you can, I won’t stop you.” The tears overflowed finally and she just let them fall, staring at him with a fierce resolve, even through her tears.

Gordon let her go and paced around the room. “Fuck, Adrienne, you have to know I love you, but we’re from two different worlds. You’re heiress to a kingdom! I’m just a glorified security guard.” He heaved a sigh and came to stop in front of her, his emotions bubbling over as well. “All I want to do is hold you and love you until our problems go away.” “I’ll take that Mr. Abbot, but you’d better not let go.” They shared another embrace and he swung her up into his arms carrying her to bed, just as he had done the first time.

Adrienne kissed Gordon softly, a promise of more to come and snuggled against him. They lay there together for a short while just enjoying the feel of one another before the flame of their passion engulfed them both. Shared kisses became feverish and hot, she nipped at his bottom lip gently, then kissed it better. His hands roamed her body tracing all the curves that he knew so well. Gordon’s head dipped down to kiss the valley between Adrienne’s breasts, “Mmmm more please. I want to feel you lips all over.” Gordon continued his kisses and also began to nibble and suck in different places making her giggle and squirm beneath him. He planted a kiss on the inside of her thigh, inhaling her scent, “I need you Adrienne.” “I need you too…please.” Gordon planted another quick kiss against her leg and slid up the bed where Adrienne grabbed his shoulders and pushed as she herself moved up on the bed. Gordon ended up flat on his back laughing at her insistence until she silenced him by sliding her body onto his cock.

His hips thrust upward as hers shifted and they both moaned at the sensation. Never one to be passive Gordon grabbed her hips hard enough to leave marks and held onto her as they moved together. It took no time at all before Adrienne gasped and he felt her orgasm roll through her body. His hips kept moving and her orgasm didn’t stop, just tipped into the next and the one after that. She was biting her lip to keep from crying out and the look on her face was too much. Gordon thrust once more before he came, holding her still against his body, letting her feel ever twitch and movement inside of her. After a long night of loving the pair fell asleep tangling in each other again. Morning and a hard conversation would come soon enough.