Part seven: A deeper
love
She was driving herself mad by saying "no"
in her mind. Every time he kissed her, she just wanted to let herself go. But
something inside of her made her sustain her virginity. Finally, she knew the
day would come. And it did.
It was a chilly night. They had been courting for two months. They had gone out
to a café for supper and had stayed later than intended. As they walked home,
hand in hand, she thought about it. Maybe it would be the night. Maybe it
wouldn't be. As they approached his garret, the question began to linger. He,
himself, actually, didn't even ponder on it. He knew that she wouldn't give in.
She was raised a proper English lady and he knew that they don't give into such
things. But, he was up for something casual.
"Would you like to come up and get something to drink?" he asked,
seeing no harm in the question.
"Sure," she replied. They made their way up the stairs to his garret.
As he poured their drinks, she stood looking out of his window. He walked up
behind her and handed her drink to her. She sipped it slowly, with one arm
crossed over her stomach. She felt Christian wrap his arm around her waist.
"You're so quiet tonight. What's wrong?" he whispered into her ear.
She felt him pull her a little closer. She turned around and looked in his
eyes. She zoomed in for his lips and kissed him hard. She felt surprise in him
at first, but then he began to ease up. He wrapped his other arm around her and
kissed her back, with more fire and passion than ever before. He knew that in
the way she looked and kissed, that it was time. He kissed her more and more,
letting it all unravel. He unbuttoned her dress as she unbuttoned his shirt. He
let it fall down to her ankles, then slowly began to
undress her as she did the same to him. Kissing her harder and harder, he
slowly pushed her down on the bed. She kissed back, letting his hands run over
her body. She had never felt like this before, never experienced so much love.
With every kiss, he felt her grow a little more timid. He knew that it was
time. He slowly led himself up to her. Within seconds, she felt him inside of
her. It started with a pain that gradually increased. But then, the pain turned
to pleasure. She let gasps and moans escape her body. She opened her eyes and
saw him above her. She smiled. She knew that he was the one.
All throughout the night, they explored each other's bodies, fascinated from
what they found. When the night grew darker, they finally stopped. She lay in
the crook of his arm, he stroked her head.
"Christian that was wonderful. I have never
experienced something so, so, pure. I love you," she whispered to him. He
smiled that radiant smile and kissed her gently.
"I love you too. You were wonderful as well," he whispered back. They
laid in his bed, holding each other. When he saw how
tired she was, he began singing in her ear. He couldn't think of anything to
sing, so he sang a song from an old love. A love that will
never end. He saved some of that song for him. But he sang the end to
her, lulling her to sleep.
"I will love you till the end of
time
Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day."
He sang those words to her until she fell asleep in the crook of his arm.
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