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Anna had not planned on sleeping with Wulfric. She had not even planned on kissing him again. But as he had sat close beside her on the side of her bed, looking handsome and vulnerable, she had not been able to resist the urge to kiss him. His kisses started out just as slow and lingering as she remembered them. As they grew deeper, they grew more passionate and fiercer as well.
All his awkwardness had disappeared, and he was expertly untying her dress while kissing her neck at the same time. Anna tugged at his shirt. She could not help but laugh when he quickly stood up and almost yanked her up with him, tugging her dress and shift over her head then tugging his own shirt off. Before he could open his belt Anna reached for it and did it. Pulling down his pants slowly. He was not fully erect, but Anna could not help but smile when she saw his cock.
“Anna,” he said and pulled her towards him. For a moment they were simply hugging, enjoying the feeling of the others warm naked body, then Wulfric started kissing her neck and shoulder. Anna kissed his chest in return, finding a nipple and biting it softly. He let out a sound like a long exhale and she was not sure whether it was pain or appreciating.
She kissed her way down his chest and stomach until she reached his cock and was kneeling in front of him.
“Anna, you don’t have to...” Wulfric began, but at that time she placed her mouth on him. He sucked in a breath and this time she was definitely sure that he appreciated it. She could feel him grow harder in her mouth. His hand was in her hair as he moaned softly.
“Not like this,” he then said and gently got hold of her arms and pulled her up. He kissed her as he slowly nudged her backwards towards the bed. He had her lay down across it. Anna had thought that he would follow her, that he would cover her with his body. She wanted him to. But instead, he knelt on the floor and with a firm grip of her hips made her move them and thus her womanhood towards him.
Anna drew in a breath as he kissed his way down her inner thigh. Right when he was close to her center, he moved his mouth and started kissing his way down her other thigh. Anna sighed with frustration, and she could feel Wulfric smile against her thigh.
She thought about kicking him if he did not put his mouth where she wanted it, but to her joy she felt him starting to kiss her most delicate folds the moment later. Anna could not help but moan loudly with pleasure. Wulfric seemed to be teasing her; he did it just slow enough for her to not be completely satisfied but be completely turned on.
She could feel him starting to touch her entrance, then first one then two fingers slipped inside of her. The feeling of his mouth and fingers at the same time almost sent her over the edge.
“Not like this,” she moaned, mimicking what he had said earlier.
Wulfric rose with a wolfish grin on his face. He was still hard, and he seemed ready to lay down on top of her. Anna remembered how she had clung to him earlier, making it difficult for him to get out of her in time.
“I want to be on top,” she blurted out, thinking that it might be easier that way. At least she could not cling to him, like she had before.
Wulfric’s smile only broadened as he lay down in bed and Anna crawled on top of him. She gently let him inside of her, closing her eyes in delight when she felt him completely sheathed in her. She opened her eyes and looked at him. The bright blonde hair was spread over the pillow, and he was looking at her with a tense look in his eyes. Both desire and something else, something larger. An emotion she did not want to analyze or name. Anna quickly closed her eyes again as she started to move.
She had been so close before that she had thought it would be a matter of short time, before she finished with him inside of her. But it seemed that her body was intent on enjoying his as thoroughly as possible, because it took some time for her to work her way towards a new peak of delight. Not that she would call it work; it felt exquisitely good.
Anna had opened her eyes again to watch how much it pleasured Wulfric. He was in turn clutching the sheets, her thighs, and her breasts, moaning her name incoherently. Anna could not help but smile. She felt powerful that she was able to give him so much joy.
He opened his eyes and looked at her. Anna quickly leaned forward and kissed him, not wanting to see the look in his eyes again. She just wanted to enjoy and not think, and she was so close now. Wulfric broke of the kiss to catch a nipple between his teeth. Anna moaned loudly.
“I’m so close,” she whispered into his hair as he suckled one of her breasts.
“Me too,” Wulfric ground out.
Anna sped up eager to for them both to climax.
“Anna,” Wulfric moaned. “Oh, God, Anna.”
“Yes,” Anna simply answered. “Yes.”
“Oh, you need to move,” his hands were resting on her hips now.
“No,” Anna said. She was so close now.
“Yes, I’m...” he didn’t finish the sentence but the grip on her hips tightened even more, and he practically hauled Anna away from him. She could feel him clutching her hips as she watched him come.
Anna sat back on her heels, panting. And a bit annoyed because she had been so close, but more horrified that she once again had been able to forget that he could not finish inside her. And that she had wanted him to.
She lay down beside him, watching as he opened his eyes and looked at her.
“I’m sorry,” he said and stroked her cheek. “It’s just... I just... I could not wait.”
“No, I could see that,” Anna said and tried to smile.
Wulfric rolled to his side, propping his head up on one elbow.
“Are you angry with me?” he said, still striking her cheek.
Anna finally met his eyes.
“No,” she said and tried to keep her voice as neutral as possible. “I’m just... Mortified I suppose that I could forget...”
“You shouldn’t be,” he said and kissed her gently. “You didn’t finish, did you?” he said.
Anna shook her head.
“Do you want me to...?” he let his voice trail of and looked down her body.
Anna shook her head again.
“No, I just want you to hold me.”
Wulfric reached out for her. Pulling her tightly towards him. Anna curled up along him, feeling like a small animal, feeling like she would have crawled inside him if it had been possible.