A Convict's Lover by Kayla Trautman (the false prince series .txt) 📕

had one experience and it wasn't a very good one. I know it's going to be different than that but ... my mind keeps going back to that time and I can't help it."

Daniel layed her back down on the bed and framed her face. He kissed her until she relaxed against him and her arms went around his neck. He pulled back and whispered, "I understand why you're scared. But do you trust me?"

She stared into his eyes for about a minute and nodded, "Yes. Of course." "Then let me love you. I can show you how it's supposed to be between a man and a woman. It's magical." He explained. Julie bit her lip and nodded, "Okay. But one question ... why am I the only one that gets naked every time we get intimid?"

Daniel smiled and tweaked her nose, "Your wish is my command, my lady." He rolled over and stood. Julie sat up and scooted to the side so she could sit up while she sat there. She watched as he took his took his socks off and undid his trousers. When he started to pull them down she looked away.

After a few moments Daniel came over and touched her chin with his fingers. He tilted her head back so he could look into her face and smiled, "You asked for this but you're too shy to look?" She stood and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I am not looking at ... that."

He chuckled and kissed her nose, "You will in time. You'll become curious." "I saw what it looks like. And it's small and nothing to look at." Daniel raised his eye brows, "Really? Not all men are the same. Take a look. I dare you."

She gasped with a big smile on her face, "No! You can't make me!" He kissed her and ran his hand down her arm. He took her hand and led it down. When her fingers touched him she wrapped her hand around his length and measured it with her hand.

Her hand stilled and she pulled back from the kiss, startled at its size. It was thick and long. She didn't expect anything like that. He smiled, "Now is that small?" "No! That's way too big! How does it not hurt?!" She exclaimed.

He layed her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, "Don't worry. With the right preparation, it won't hurt at all." "What preparation?" She asked. He placed a finger to her lips, "Shh. You talk too much." She frowned. She just didn't understand how this was going to work.

Daniel kissed her and grabbed her breasts. She relaxed to the bed again and he broke the kiss, kissing his way down her body to her breasts. She watched him as his mouth and tongue worked its wonders on both her breasts.

Her hands messaged his shoulders and upper back, feeling the hard muscles and strength of him. She heard and felt him groan lowly as he started kissing his way down her body. She squirmed and moaned when he kissed her stomach. "That tickled." She murmured. She heard him laugh against her stomach and the vibration made her squirm some more.

"If you think that tickles then you just wait and see what this does to you." He muttered in a cocky tone, amusement writting all over his face. He grabbed the backs of her knees and raised her legs in the air. He held them there and wide as he bent to bury his head in her womanhood.

Julie screeched and tried to lower her legs so that she could get up but he held her there, she was unable to move. And she didn't really want to. She was just so astonished at his actions. She was heated from her toes to her cheeks. She would die of embarrassment if it weren't for being too distracted by the repetition of the strokes of his tongue causing her pleasure that she never knew she could feel. Especially in any intimid way.

She reached down and tried to touch him but she couldn't reach. She moaned and grabbed the sheets by her hips, "Daniel ...!" She arched her back, her chest rising off of the bed as her head fell back and her eyes closed; unable to keep still.

He finally lowered her legs and moved up so he could kiss her, making her taste her own ecstacy. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. She gripped his hair and kissed him back with all the passion she possessed.

He nudged her legs aside and layed between them. He reached between them and she felt him at her entrance. She held him tighter as she prepared herself for the intrusion. He whispered against her lips, "Relax. It'll be alright."

She sighed and he pulled back, "I want to watch you as you finally experience what you should've had on your wedding night and a more pleasant one. That was robbed of you but I can give you this." She had a hard time relaxing when the worse was about to come.

Daniel ran his fingers lightly up her arm and across her collarbone. He stroked and messaged the sensitive muscle at her shoulder. She sighed and closed her eyes as she felt her body relaxed and her nerves retreat to only her stomach, leaving only excitement and the residue from his previous actions.

She felt him enter her slowly and she gasped lowly, her lips parting to form a perfect O and her eyes went straight to his eyes as he watched her intently. He slowly pushed further and further until he was buried deep inside her. She gripped his shoulders and she bent her knees, widening them, to give him better access.

He groaned with the movement of her hips as she resituated herself, "Did that hurt?" She shook her head and framed his face, "Come here. Please?" He immediately bent his head to kiss her and began to rock back and forth, within her.

He kept it at a slow and steady pace at first but the pleasure he felt and the pleasure he took from her moans vibrating from her throat to her mouth and to his mouth ... he lost control. He started to drive into her with greater force and faster.

Julie found this savage-like and very satisfying. She could no longer kiss him. She couldn't breathe, kiss him, and not make a sound all at the same time with the pleasure that was unraveling within herself. She was far too unfamiliar with these feelings. But she had hopes that she would in the future.

She pulled back from the kiss and tilted her head back. He kissed her neck and muttered something soft and gentle but she could not hear the words. She was incoherent as if she were drunk. And she was. She was drunk in their passion and desire. In their ecstacy.

She just realized that her nails were digging into his back but she had no desire or strength to move them. She felt herself drain as relief finally filled her. She grew quiet and so did he. A moment later he collapsed on top of her, not moving, still inside her.

She stroked his hair as they both panted, paralyzed in the aftermath. His head lay on her breast as if it were a pillow. And for him, it was. She whispered, "Daniel ..." "Yes?" He mumbled, aspirated, as if he just ran a marathon or chased runaway carriages. She laughed, "Nevermind. I can't seem to think much at all right now. I'll tell you in the morning." He chuckled and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so that his arm was around her and that she layed half on top of him. She pulled the covers over both of them and rest her cheek in his chest, a smile settling on her face as sleep immediately found her.
Chapter 15

Julie woke the next morning to pleasure. Drowsiness and sleep still clouded her brain and the pleasure she was feeling wasn't helping. She heard a moan that she thought came from her own mouth. But she wasn't sure.

"That's it, babe. Wake up." Daniel's voice sounded. She opened her eyes and realized that it was actually happening. She was on her back and Daniel was leaning over her with the biggest lazy smile. His hand was between her legs, stirring up feelings in her that she was just beginning to come to know.

Her legs opened on their own accord and her heels pressed into the bed. She was lifting her hips to him. She moaned, "Daniel? What are you doing?" He whispered, "Exactly what I did last night. All over again."

Julie turned her head to the side so that she could bury her face into his chest, "But ... we can't ... it's ... morning." "Yes we can." He contradicted in a arrogant tone. "This is a much ... much better way to greet the morning."

She reached down and grabbed his wrist. She tried to pull it away but he wouldn't budge. "You can't do this. It's not right." He slid a finger inside her where she was tight and she pulled back to glare up at him; although it was more seductive than anger.

He stuck another finger in her and she gasped. He slid them out to where only the tip of his fingers were still in her and pushed a third long finger inside her as he pushed back in. She moaned and grabbed his face.

She pulled him down and kissed him. He chuckled and climbed over top of her as he kissed her back. His fingers left her but was immediately replaced. She opened her legs as far as she could, giving him full access. But she wasn't about to wrap them around his hips for further encouragement.

He pushed in as far as he could go until he was buried inside her. She whispered, "Daniel ..." But his lips covered hers before she could say another word. When he pulled back she pulled back to whisper his name again but he pushed back in so hard that she made a low but high pitch noise. She was shocked by the aggressiveness that he was using.

She looked up at him and he did it again. She gasped asked, "What ..." She pushed her head back, arching her neck towards him, moaning when he did it again. He kissed her throat, "Dont worry, little lady. It's alright."

She wasn't so sure that she was going to be alright. She wasn't so sure that she was going to survive this. "Hold on to me." He groaned as he kept pounding into her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and she could feel his muscles tense beneath her. She buried her face his neck and soon she couldn't help but yell out for him. She was sos unknown to this but whether she died this kind of attack that he brought on her ... she didn't care. It was aggressive but her body was responding to him just as it was last night.

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When Julie woke up this time she was laying on her back with the sheet over her, covering most