°Kissing you is nice.
The rest of you is paradise

-Important:Mature content ahead. (R-rated). The part will be marked with '☡🔥' for those of you who want to skip it. Skipping it won't affect the story line.

~Paige~

I woke up with arms wrapped around me and a muscular strong body lying close to me, radiating heat.

I turned around and studied his chest. Some bruises had completely vanished, while others were still evident above his boxer line.

I kissed his bruises tenderly, trying not to wake him up. Getting up from bed, I got a cream to help quicken the healing process. 
I then showered and dressed up and got back to bed, watching Dylan as he slept.

As I kissed the lining of his jaw, tracing his nose with my fingers a triumphant smile formed.

He then picked my hand and kissed my knuckles before pulling me to him.

"I finally wasn't dreaming," he whispered, stroking my hair.

"No, neither of us were."

His phone then rang, disrupting our little talk.

Walking back towards me after ending the call he said, "I would want to spend all day here with you but you know I have a lot of fixing to do. You do know I'm Dylan Sparks."

"Of course. The Dylan Sparks I fell in love with."

"Just let me drop you to work on my way home," he said as he kissed my forehead and hugged me.

The second I entered the office, I received a text message from Dylan.

-Dinner with me tonight. My house. 8 p.m. I'll pick you up.

After work, I dressed up and got ready. When I received a text saying that he was downstairs, I got my coat and headed out.

"I know you don't like couple routines. Strawberries instead of flowers because we're Dylan and Paige. I know how much you love strawberries."

He stood right in front of me holding a large bouquet of strawberries, leaning on his blue Porsche.

"No way." I chuckled as I took the strawberries, gave him a peck and got into the car.

Never seizing to surprise me, Dylan had prepared a simple yet amazing dinner. Having dinner and spending time with him was just what we both needed. Staying away from each other for weeks drenched us both.

As we sat beside the fire, drinking the Chateau Neuf Du Pape, I gazed into Dylan's eyes. I could feel his gaze rip into my soul. Sipping my wine slowly, pleasuring my tongue with the exquisite feeling of the warmth running through my spine, thousands of thoughts rushed into my head as my imagination started to float. I gazed at his eyes and felt shivers travel up my spine. I looked into those lushed lips, battling with thoughts of my virginity or his hands all over me, touching every inch of my body, caressing my curves.

"Paige?" I heard him say.

"Hhm. Yes?"

"What were you thinking about?"

You and I making love, maybe?

"Nothing important."

With a smile on his face, he poured me some more wine.

I gazed at his body, trying to imagine what it would feel like to be with a man for the first time. I looked at my glass for a couple of seconds and then unconsciously made my decision. The wine glass slipped from my hand and onto my shirt. I gasped as if surprised as he turned and looked at me.

"Sorry," I apologized for my clumsiness.

He then brought a bunch of tissue paper and handed me as he took the glass and helped me clean.

"Go to my room and pick a shirt," he said as he gave me a peck.

My hands trembled as I rushed into the room but I had made up my mind. Tonight will be the night that I had been revering for my entire life.

I took off my jumpsuit and picked out one of his dressy shirts.

I gazed at myself in the mirror, as I  unbuttoned the shirt, about to wear it, debating whether I should do it or not. I wanted to but at the same time, didn't.

I heard the door creak open and I froze.

"Paige, are you-" he stopped as he saw me.

My cheeks flushed red as his reflection appeared in the mirror. His intense gaze left me immobile and I lost the ability to function properly. I shifted my attention and looked at the ground as he slowly skulked towards me, without uttering any other word.

I could feel his presence behind me. His hands then snaked around my waist, pulling me closer. I could feel his breath trail slowly all over my neck to my collarbone, sucking.

My mind wandered off to a different universe as his fingers coursed their way along my arms to my shoulders, placing gentle kisses on my shoulders. Running all over my arms, making my skin tingle under his touch, his fingers found their way down to my fingers, gently intertwining them with his. Trailing kisses from my collarbone down to my spine, he stopped as his teeth teasingly played with the hook my bra. I quivered at his touch.

Turning me to face him, I unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time and  placed my hands on his chest feeling his toned muscles.

Looking up at his eyes, I felt a swirl of emotions and lust; he knew what I wanted and it was what he has been waiting for. His lips teasingly brushed against mine, the way the soft wind brushes against the petals of a rose.

My lips parted and he took that as a chance making my lips meet his, his tongue taking a little adventure with mine in my mouth.

My knees quivered as I felt an electric surge in my body, his tongue whirling in my mouth, exploring every inch it could, in the sweetest and most delicious dance.

He then pulled out, making me feel disappointed: I wanted more.

"Tell me to stop," he whispered.

Suddenly, the room's temperature reached a hundred degrees.

I wanted this.

"Don't stop."

"Are you sure? I could wait."

He grabbed my hips tight but with a softness, his fingers brushing over my waistline.

This was exactly what I wanted- my deepest desire.

"I'm sure," I whispered as I bit his lip and wrapped my hands around his neck.

I then felt myself up in the air. With such a gentle move, he scooped me up into the air making me float in his arms while his lips never parted mine, as if intertwined. Slowly, he moved towards the bed and gently laid me onto the sheets.

🔥☡🔥

Falling onto the soft silky sheets, all I could feel was his hands on my legs. His lips left mine as they made their way down to my stomach.

His other hand slid under my back and with a quick snap of his finger he unbuckled my bra.

I felt self conscious until his lips and tongue started to push the bra up exposing my untouched plump breasts to his eyes.

I couldn't look at him; I was blushing so hard. I could feel the heat radiate from my cheeks so I closed my eyes and turned my face to the side holding my breath.

"Don't hide away when you blush," he said as he kissed my knuckles before he kissed my lips, going tender and soft.

"Let me show you...let me treat you right, Paige."

Sighting that hungry glint in his eyes, I bit my lip when I felt his mouth on my skin, going down, biting, licking and sucking.
He teasingly kissed every inch of my breasts without touching my nipples, making my head go blank.

I could feel a storm coming between my legs. Rubbing my thighs together, I tried to calm the tightening I felt down there while my cheeks went red. A surge of river was about to explode the minute he touched my nipples, nibbling on them with such softness.

A gasp escaped out of my mouth as I moaned endlessly, feeling the orgasm silently.
Suddenly he stopped; his lips left my nipples and he started blowing air at them.

My moans grew stronger as his hand came close to the thin lace, slipping his hand in.

Taking in a sharp breath, gasping for air, followed by a slightly louder moan, my orgasm doubled. It was like a never ending flow.

I felt my heart stop.

What was he doing to me?

"Dylan," I moaned, pleading. I couldn't take the teasing any longer.

He stared into my eyes as I called out his name. Suddenly, his hands were between my legs. A small smile crept on his face as he kissed his way from my chest to my stomach, his hands playfully tracing the length of my body.

I was overwhelmed with pleasure; I had never felt this way. I have never been here before. I had already known what was coming, but I did not care, for my thoughts were lost.

Grabbing both of my legs, he trailed kisses on my inner thighs making his way up my body. Reaching over to my waistline, his teeth tugged at the soft lace sliding down my panties, down my hips and onto my thighs.

Slowly, his tongue grazed the lining of my underwear when he looked up at me asking once more before he slid them off to the floor.

Unable to speak, I nodded eagerly anticipating Dylan's next move.

With a sudden move, he grabbed me by the hips and dove his tongue in. Pushing my legs further apart, his lips started kissing it, his tongue circling around as if a lion. Shocked, I cried out with a gasp, so high that the room shook. I could feel his tongue rubbing slowly, stroking it. The sensation was so great that my moans grew louder and louder each time.

I lost count of the number of orgasms he gave me, just with his mouth.

Pulling out his tongue, he kissed my hips before he opened a drawer, pulling out a black box from the drawer.

I stared at him, confused as he dropped the gold wrapped up package.

Before he brought his hands to unbuckle his jeans, I held his hands.

"Let me," I whispered as I unbuckled his jeans, helping him take it off, before reaching for his boxers.

I stared at him and opened my mouth in surprise, not knowing how to respond.

We both went silent for a moment before I came back to my senses and opened the package with my teeth and hand it to him.

After using the condom to sheath himself, he positioned himself between my legs. I was trembling with fear. I knew what was coming but the sensation of pleasure had overwhelmed me.

Entering me, he clasped my hands with his and pushed in.

I suddenly felt a surge of pain hit me. It was so painful that I squeezed my eyes, and screamed, digging my nails into his shoulders not minding that I might be digging too deep.

"Shit. I'm sorry was it too painful?"

"No." was all I managed to say, panting.

Betraying what I had just said, a tear coursed down my cheek as I screamed louder.
Dylan stopped and stared at me, his face scrunched up in worry.

"I'm sorry, baby," he whispered as he kissed the single tear that had fallen off my flushed cheek.

Giving me time to adjust to his length, he tucked the hair strands behind my ear.

He slowly moved out and in. I moved my hips along with his, signaling him that I was ready, matching his rhythm.

"It won't hurt now."

Dylan pushed in more and more, grabbing my waist to halt my movements, before thrusting harder. My senses where numb. He was gasping for air as he moaned and pushed harder. The feeling, the sensation was like I was under a waterfall.

The pleasure that followed calmed me slowly.

My eyes slammed shut as he filled me, hearing a loud moan from Dylan.

Dylan," I moaned as I tangled my hands in his hair and wrapped my legs around him pulling him closer, our hips colliding, deepening the sensations.

After a while of both of us moaning and gasping for air, Dylan quickened his pace.

Matching his pace, I dug my nails further into his skin as I felt myself reaching to the maximum.

"Oh...oh Dylan I-I.." I moaned his name, feeling a certain pressure build up inside. I was reaching my climax.
I gasped for air feeling breathless as ever, not being able to continue my statement.

"Hold on baby, we'll come together," he groaned, still rocking my body back and forth, pleasuring me in the right way.

"Look at me, baby."

I leaned back and closed my eyes, unable to open them. The pleasure was overwhelming.

"Please, try," he pleaded as he held my face, caressing my cheeks with his thumb.

I did as I was told and forced my eyes open. As we locked eyes, I screamed his name loud, coming completely before leaning back on the pillow.

Gently coming out of my body, Dylan released my hands, and kissed me passionately.

🔥☡🔥

"Did it hurt?" he asked, scanning my body, making me feel unconscious.

Before I could answer and say no, my eyes widened at his scratched shoulder.

"Dylan," I brought my hands up, covering my mouth.

"What baby?" He asked, mortified.

"I've scratched you so much. I'm so sorry," I cried, reaching out to his currently roughly scratched shoulder.

He then chuckled before cupping my face.

"Don't say sorry. I loved it and I don't mind doing that all night."

"Me neither," I stated as I kissed him deep, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"All night?"

"All night," I whispered as I smiled, nibbling on his lips.

Dylan kept me up all night, showing me all kinds of pleasures, keeping his word.

This is the first time I write such a scene it was really difficult for me to write this, but I hope it reached your expectations  and I hope you enjoyed the steamy scene🔥👀

For those of you who skipped it, chapter 35 will make up.😉❤

Chapter 35 comes up on the 12th. Keep up❤💋