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Carter
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When I stopped to ask Emmalee if I should stop, if she was ready, I was prepared to pump the breaks and wait until the time was right. But when she told me not to stop, that she needed me, I thought my mind and heart were both going to explode with joy and need.
There was nothing and no one around who would stop us tonight. This night was for us, this was to be our first, and I wanted it to be special for her.
My hand trailed up her leg, lightly tickling her thigh as it moved higher and higher. Her body shivered against me again, pressing us closer together than we had ever been before. I had to keep reminding myself that this was her first time so I shouldn't rush it. I wanted to treat her right and make this special for her.
I slid my mouth along her jaw, trailing a thin wet line with my tongue until I got to the curve of her neck and left shoulder. I placed a gentle kiss there, eagerly anticipating the moment when I marked her there.
When my hands had pushed the dress higher and I could now trail my fingers across her stomach I felt like I was going to need some serious levels of self control to make it through this night alive. The touch of her skin, the softness and the warmth, was better than anything I had ever felt before.
I pulled my mouth from her body finally. I needed to take care of a few things first, and in the blink of an eye my jacket and shirt were stripped off and thrown to the corner. I had hurried through the removal of half my clothes, but I was not going to rush her. I pulled her up so that she was sitting on the bed. Slowly, and with great care, I slid her jacket down her arms, exposing her shoulders.
I laid a quick, gentle kiss to the bare flesh that felt so warm after its time concealed by the fabric. The warmth nearly burned my lips with the need behind them.
With my lips still against her shoulder I slid my hands up her back to reach for the ties on the dress. With a gentle tug I heard the fabric as it slid against itself and straps separated.
With the small bow undone the fabric fell forward, down the front of her body. With the halter undone I now had an uninterrupted view of her naked chest. There was no bra in place, just the beautifully tanned flesh of her flawless body. I felt the need stiffen within me to a near painful level.
After a brief pause to enjoy the view I grabbed the dress where it had bunched together around her waist. With ease and care I pulled it up and over her head. There was now only one small amount of fabric blocking the fullness of her naked body from my view. I growled low in the back of my throat, more of a pur than anything else. It was done out of pure satisfaction and joy.
"Carter?" Her voice seemed hesitant, questioning.
"You're so beautiful, so gorgeous, so delicious." I knew I might scare her if I was too intense so I worked hard to keep my voice steady and calm. "Is this ok?" I asked her once more, giving her one last chance to tell me she wasn't ready.
"Yes Carter. I'm ready." Her smile was embarrassed and sweet and she urged me on. "I want you, I want this."
With the last confirmation from her I was more determined and sure than ever before. I undid the leather belt around my waist and slid my jeans and boxers down my hips. Once they were off they too were flung somewhere out of sight and out of mind. I was now bare before her.
I pressed my lips to hers briefly before moving my mouth lower. I kissed down her chin, down her neck, and down to her chest. I pushed gently, with just a slight amount of force I pushed her back and laid her against the pillows.
I was relishing the feeling of her body, the nakedness of her flesh pressed against the palms of my hands. I was trailing kisses over her body, gently and sensually. I was fighting my wolf who longed to take the lead, but I didn't think that her body was ready for that.
"Carter." She called my name as I scraped my teeth across her shoulder, her whole body jumping beneath me. "Please." She was begging me to continue. I could smell that her body was ready, and that she wanted me, but still I wouldn't rush it.
As I settled my mouth at the peak of one of her glorious breasts I simultaneously buried my hand deep between her thighs, right into the burning hot heat of her core. She was dripping and waiting for me, but still, I needed to make sure she wouldn't get hurt.
Slowly, I slid the tip of my middle finger past the opening of her dripping core and her body closed around it with tight, needy pressure. Just what I thought, had I taken her without preparing her first I could have hurt her and I vowed to never hurt her again.
I withdrew my finger and raised myself up. Slowly, I slipped the black lacy panties she was wearing down her hips, down her long, long legs, and off her feet. They were tossed gently aside to land near her dress.
Now that we were both bare before each other, it was time to prepare her body for mine. My hand slid back down her body and to her entrance. My fingers played gently for just a moment in the curls they found there. My middle finger ringed her core for just a moment before sliding inside.
This time, I pushed past the barriers, past the resistance and all the way inside her body until my palm was pressed against her mound. I pulled back and pushed forward again and again creating a slow gentle rhythm. Her already dripping core was slowly opening for me, readying her for me. After a few moments I inserted a second finger, increasing the amount of me her body was taking. All the while she was moaning and panting below me as I kissed my way across her neck and across her chest.
When she began to tighten and squeeze my fingers with a much stronger force I knew she was about to climax. I didn't want to push her to that edge just yet, the climax would cause her core to swell and make her tighter and it could hurt her to take me then.
She moaned when I pulled my hand away from her, leaving her empty. But she smiled excited as I placed myself between her legs and positioned myself at her opening. I was ready, beyond ready, harder than I had ever been in my life, and I needed her in this moment as much as she needed me.
I pressed forward, quickly but gently. Still, I heard her gasp and smelled that sharp scent of blood as I broke past the last of her barriers.
"Are you ok?" I asked her before I continued.
"MMhmm, yeah, keep going." She encouraged me with words and her body as she rocked her hips against mine. That got a gasp out of both of us.
"I love you." I whispered the words into her ear before I kissed the side of her head.
After that I set about creating a slow and steady rhythm, something her body could handle without hurting her. The feeling of her wrapped around me, enveloping me, was the best feeling there was. Nothing and no one was better than that.
Her moans and panting breaths were like spurs in my hyde, urging me on. I was driving us both closer and closer to the edge of climax with every stroke in and out of her perfect little body. I felt the desire to mark her welling up inside of me as I was driving in and out of her.
I quickened my rhythm to try and distract myself from the thought but it was no use. The need to mark her was too strong. My mouth found the curve of her neck.
I licked that tender spot of flesh first, then laid a kiss against it quickly. Then, finally, I sunk my teeth deep into her skin. I could feel the power building, the heat passing from me into her. The mark was to tell the world that she had a mate, that she was mine and we belonged to each other.
I envisioned our future together as I tasted her blood in my mouth and felt her body wrapped around me as intimately as she could be. The thought was like the rising moon, ushering in a bright new future filled with happiness and hope.
With one last thrust I pushed us both over the edge at the same time. My mouth released her as I threw my head back and called her name.
"Emmalee." She was panting and clinging to me as she threw her head back at the same time.
"Carter" We came together and collapsed onto the bed holding each other close.
It was several minutes before either of us stirred, the feeling of holding each other close was too intense, too perfect. But soon I noticed she was drifting off to sleep.
"No, Emmalee, we can't sleep here." I tried to wake her up.
"Why not?" She seemed dazed and confused.
"Do you think I could keep you here all night and your dad not kill me?" I joked with her.
"Good point." She giggled. "We should head back."
I helped her out of the bed and helped her into her clothes. Once we were both dressed I took the food, which had gone untouched, and the wine, also untouched, and packed it in the Jeep. I closed the tent up and took the projector and screen to the car as well.
"I'll come back for the rest tomorrow." I told her.
We rode home in silence with her leaning across the center to lay against my arm. I held her left hand in my right as I drove us home. This had been the best night ever. And I even got one more amazing kiss goodnight after I walked her to her door.
I had a spring in my step as I walked back to my room for the night.
