My First Night At His Home

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Chapter 12

                                   Dean POV

The sight of her ass in the air on display fucking kills me. She is so unbelievably sexy and she has no idea. I roll the condom on and place my cock at her entrance. God, she’s so tight and wet. Fuck…

I enter her slowly and groan involuntarily. I have no control of my voice. Belle has taken away my senses. I take her with me into the rough but gentle sway of fucking. She knows how to get what she needs. The fact that I alone helped her get off for her first time excites me. She meets my thrusts with her own, backing onto me with a sigh of pleasure.

I hold her hips firmly, giving her that extra power of control that I know she enjoys. I can feel her shiver when I squeeze her. 

“Shit…I can’t get enough of you.” I thrust harder when I start to feel my orgasm. Her breathing stops as she finds her own release. My words have magic over her. She comes right after I release inside her. I gently lay her down for she has collapsed from her orgasm and I feel smug that I gave her that pleasure. I smile. Her head is turned slightly towards me and I see the flush of color on her cheeks. She is truly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. A rush of feeling hits me as I gaze at her closed eyes and naked body.  Something that I dread will not end well.

                                     Belle POV

I wake to the sound of rustling sheets. My eyes flutter open as I try to take in my surroundings. A slight breeze is blowing my face and I turn towards the feel of it on my face. The balcony door is opening. Dean walks outside and I sit upright in his bed. Dean.

What time is it? Have I slept all night? I look outside, out the balcony doors and see a sunrise? Yes it’s early morning. I fell asleep after Dean and I had sex. Right.

            I blush as I recall the memory. After I had an amazing orgasm I fell right to sleep…Dean must have tucked me in when I was unconscious.  I smile as I think of him taking care of me.  I see Dean standing outside and I decide to join him. I jump from the tall bed and bring the sheets with me so I’m not naked. When I reach the door and open it he turns to me, a smile forming his perfect lips.

            “Good morning, darling,” he says as he takes in my appearance.  I giggle.

            “It’s a bit chilly out,” I say and shiver as I move the sheets closer to my body. Dean must not think it’s cold because he’s wearing cotton pants with a thin white t-shirt.    

            “I don’t mind it. Besides, I enjoy watching the sunrise. Come over here I’ll keep you warm. We can enjoy the sun together.”

             I cozy up to him as he stands behind me, rubbing my arms. He kisses the back of my head. I warm at the tender gesture.

 I lean on the balcony as we both watch the sky turn orange. It’s going to be a gorgeous day. We don’t talk for a long time as we watch the sky, feel the breeze, and just be together. I want to tell him how I feel but I hate that he has hit me so hard in just a few days…how did I manage for that to happen? I’ve always been guarded with my feelings. Never letting anyone in.

            “Do you want to grab some coffee?”

            I startle at the sound of his deep voice.

            “Yes, that sounds nice, maybe a shower first?” I ask. I feel dirty and I need to brush my teeth.

“Can I join you?”

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