Handcuffed Bliss - Watty Awards... 2012

Bliss!!!

He carried me to his room. We did not even take our eyes off one another. He walked as if I did not weigh more than a soft pillow. Cradling me close, gently kissing my forehead. It was a beautiful moment, one I would cherish forever and always. 

He kissed my lips with a controlled passion and yet I could feel the tension in him. He laid me on the bed without breaking the kiss as I threaded my fingers in his hair. I felt his body weight on me and I moaned. I loved this feeling. We kissed for an eternity and only surfaced when we needed to breathe. He lay on me still, smiling as his forehead touched mine. 

"Are you ready Rose, I need you today," He whispered. I gulped and could only nod. I was scared and yet excited. I was dizzy with want and unsure how to quench it. These mixed feelings were giving me creeps and goose bumps yet I wanted to explore this, I wanted to finally be my husband’s wife. I kissed him on his lips and blushed. I had never initiated a kiss or a make out. I had only ever followed his lead until now.

He laughed at me and got off. "Let me make this special for you Rose," He whispered. "If at any time things get too much for you, tell me, I promise to try and stop. Okay?" He asked. I nodded blushing beetroot red.

He pulled open my shoes. I tried to protest but he hushed me and continued working. He laid down each shoe properly. Then he kissed my foot, my toes and tickled my legs. I giggled. He repeated the same with the other. I liked what I was feeling. It was fun, ticklish and yet weirdly hot. I soon realized that I was breathing hard.

He stood up and I felt the loss of his touch immediately. Staring into my eyes, he pulled out his shoes and socks and laid them properly too. Then he opened his watch and placed it on the bedside cabinet. His eyes showed lust, they were growing dark. They weren't clear anymore but rich silvery black. I couldn't take my eyes off them. 

Smirking, he slowly unbuttoned each shirt button and then removed his belt. Now, His white shirt unbuttoned till the waist, was tucked in his jeans. I heard the zipper open and closed my eyes. He laughed at me. "Rose, open your eyes baby, I want you to see me. Please." I could never deny him anything; ever. So I opened my eyes and stared as he pulled off the denim from his perfect butt and dropped them on the floor. He stepped out of them and took his time folding it.

I was getting impatient. Why, I don't know. But, I was. He slowly pulled open his now hanging shirt and I was treated to the amazing view of his abs. Wow, he was golden and could give any underwear model a run for his money.

My lips felt dry as I ran my tongue over it. He was now only in his white underwear and his boner was huge. I smiled at him. I had this desperate urge to touch myself. I clenched my hands into tight fists as my eyes refused to look away from this hunk. He was smirking at me. Perhaps he knew what exactly was running through my mind? Oh God No! I blushed deeper if that was even possible.

 He looked straight into my eyes as he pulled his boxers off and OH MY GOD! I squeaked as I nearly bolted off the bed. I sat with the support of the head board and stared. No, not at his face but, but somewhere below, done there actually. No way. No. He couldn't be like this could he?

Uh… eh... He wasn't coming anywhere close to me. No. I ain't allowing it nope. I shook my head as my eyes still glued to that thing grew wider as he grew bigger. Oh GOD THIS BIG? I squeaked in panic as he laughed again. I tried to back away as he came closer to bed, the more closer he came, the more I slid backwards until…

PLUP! I landed on my ass on the soft carpet next to the bed and he began laughing like a maniac. He was laughing at me as I tried to struggle to get up. My ass hurt and I tried to rub it as discretely as possible while I pouted at him. "Could I kiss your ass Rose? It might ease your pain." He laughed but somehow I feared he would do it. I shook my head in a no.