Sweet Mistake ✔

Chapter 4

Jamiee's POV 

  "Never been surer. I want this. I want you." And I did want him, with every cell in my body I wanted him. Even when my mind was telling me no my body was screaming yes. Andrea kissing me, touching and making love to me has been one of my fantasy, my wish and now he was here doing the exact thing I imagined him doing so many times, but this time It's real. I could feel his ripped muscles brushing against my body. His sculptor's hand touching my body and his beautiful lips on mine. 

What more could a girl ask for? 

  The man I've loved for years is finally giving me the attention I wanted him to give me. Yes, there is a 100% chance I regret this tomorrow but I had to live for today. Have to finally but my thoughts to the test. 

  He's the only man I've ever wanted and probably the only one I'll ever want. How could this be wrong?

  His head lowered to the valley between my breast, his mouth hot against my skin. He moved his head to the left and capture my taut nipple in his mouth. While his mouth was busy with my nipples  I felt his right hand creep up my silk nightgown. I shivered as he slowly stroke behind my thighs. I wasn't used to been touched like this or touched at all. But it felt great. I moaned as he moved from my breasts and captured my lips with his. He moved his lips from mine then started to kiss me slowly on my neck, then shoulders and he kept going lower and lower.

  Somehow he managed to lift the nightgown over my head and throw it on the floor beside the bed. I was completely naked in front of him except my panty. I lifted my head to look at him but he was only staring it at my body with made me a little self-conscious. He was the only person to ever see me this close to being naked. 

  "God! You're so beautiful." before I could react he pushed his lips on mine. The kiss was so heated and passionate it made my insides twist. He pulled away from the kiss then looked in my eyes. "So beautiful."

  With those words, he began to assault my body with hungry kisses once more. My whole body was on fire, burning up under his touch. 

  He kissed his way down to my stomach then stopped at my panties. He tugged the underwear down slowly, his eyes staring down at my body as he does so. When he finally managed to get the panties off he threw it on the ground just as he did the nightgown. He stroked my navel and my waist with his left hand while he teases me by kissing and biting gently on my left nipple as his right hand cupped my right nipple, caressing it softly. 

I laid my head on the cotton pillow, close eyes and let the pleasure take off my body. 

  His fingers moved down past my stomach to the sensitive area between my legs. He moved his fingers against my clitoris until I was trembling beneath him. He then moved his hands to the heart of my feminity and start to make circles around it.

  My breathing shallow and ragged, barely dragging enough air into my lungs.  This feeling was new for me and it felt great. I didn't want this moment to end. 

  My body was in flames and all I wanted to do was touch him in the same way he was touching me.  Unable to stop myself  I ran my hands down his muscular chest and stopped at the leather belt that encircled his narrow waist. I tugged on the bucket. If touching felt this great imagine what it would feel like when he joined with me. 

"Jaimee," he whispered out, his breathing heavy. 

  "Make love to me,  Andrea." we've come so far just to turn back. The kissing, touching and teasing weren't enough I wanted to feel him inside me. I wanted to know what's it like to lose yourself in someone and he was the perfect candidate.  I love him and I wouldn't want to lose my virginity to anyone except him. 

   A deep groan came from the back of his throat and then he pulled away. At first, I thought he was rejecting me but when he stood and start taking off his pants in a hurry, a shiver ran through me. This was it. He's really going to make love to me, just like I asked. When he came back to the bed he was only wearing his birthday suit and it was a sight. I couldn't stop staring at his erected penis. It wasn't like what the biology books said it was. This was huge, definitely more than five inches, closer to ten than five. 

   "I won't hurt you. I'll be as gentle as I can." he pulled me under him, his erection hitting my stomach and he captured my lips with his. His hands were back on my clitoris rubbing it gently and I couldn't help the moans and the whimpers that were coming from me because it felt amazing and I couldn't keep the sounds in. 

  He positioned himself between my legs and looked into my eyes. His beautiful brown eyes that have haunted my dreams and thoughts for years. He hesitated, looking down into my eyes as the hard tip of his penis pressed against my entrance. He pushed his head now and captured my lips with his and at that moment he pressed forward and our bodies finally joint. 

I felt a sharp pain as he broke my barriers and I couldn't help but yelp and when I did pause and looked down at me with unreadable expressing, sensing what happened. 

He knows. 

I wrapped my right hands around his neck and pushed his lips down on mine, "Don't stop." O whispered just before I kissed him. The pain passed and my body eases to accommodate him. With our lips still sealed, He starts moved inside me slowly. His one of his hand moved to cup my bottom as he began to slowly move in and out of me. With stroke I felt a wave of pleasure crashed over me, spiralling out from the core of my womanhood to the tip of my fingers. It was wonderful.  

   Rocking his pelvis, he thrust long and deep, all the way inside me once, twice, three times and then I lost count. HIs bent his head and kissed me while he entered me repeatedly.  He groaned or maybe it was me who moaned but we there were sounds coming from both of us. He said something in Italian but I couldn't understand anything, I couldn't think.  All I could feel is the tremours going through my body, clenching around him. 

  My whole body trembled with delight, getting fuller and fuller with quivering, singing energy until I couldn't take any more. I started trembling, my toes curls and I couldn't breathe but it was a good feeling because all I could feel is the tidal wave of sensation pulsing through my body to every extremity. 

I gripped his shoulder tight as my walls gripped him and I couldn't help but cry out his name. 

 Even when I thought I  couldn't possibly handle any more of the pleasure he was still moving inside deep inside me. After a few more thrust, he let out a deep groan and I knew he his own climax had come. He stayed on me looking deep in my eyes as his body peaked its moment of release then he collapsed onto me, his face in my neck, breathing heavily in long ragged breaths. 

We laid there still joined for a few minutes until he was able to lift himself off me and rolled away so that he was beside me in the bed. 

We looked at each other as our heart rate slowed down and when it did he bent his head and kissed my lips. 

"Sei incredibile," he stated when he released my lips. 

I smiled at the compliment. "You're amazing,"

  And I believed him because every single cell in my body was dancing right now and it was because of what he made me feel. All that bodywork made me tired so I closed I rest my hands on his cheeks and smiled before closing my eyes. 

"Buonanotte, amore mio." he whispered. I felt as he placed the sheets overs our body then he pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around me. I fell asleep with a smile on my face and the arms of the man I loved wrapped around me. Nothing else mattered but this intimate moment. I smiled and prayed that when I wake up tomorrow all this feeling will still be there. Praying that Andrea will still be here with his arms around me. 

"Buonanotte, amore mio," I whispered before falling into a deep sleep.