Healing a Broken Heart Part 2 (tags: John Rolfe)

She gasped and let out another muted cry as she climaxed for the second time, "Oh John." She gasped breathlessly as she stared at him. Her whole body was still screaming with need...only now she was craving something else besides the fingers and it was killing her wanting to feel him inside her.

John groaned in the back of his throat as he saw that facial expression she made whenever she hit her climax. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer. So, as he saw that want in her eyes, he wasn't going to deny her. He let go of her hands to allow him to pull his boxers off, sighing in relief as his fully erect member was released from the hold of the fabric.

He leaned down and kissed her deeply, rubbing his member against her slit with a groan.

She hissed when his member slid up against her wet entrance, she made a few noises as she lightly rubbed her slit against his very hard member. She let out another shaky moan and fisted her hands once again in the bed spread. "John." She moaned softly as she stared at him.

He pursed his lips and smiled a bit before nodding. He bent her legs at her knees and held them open before sliding his length inside of her slit. He groaned, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back as he felt her walls clenching around him. He knew how sensitive she would be, especially considering the rather large size difference between his fingers and his member. He looked down at her and slid his hands to hold her thighs as he slowly started thrusting into her.

Odette whimpered ias he started thrusting inside her, there was a definite difference between his fingers and his member. She gasped and held onto him as he slowly kept thrusting inside her, she liked how it wasn't rushed. She moaned and then started meeting his thrusts with her own.

Feeling her start moving with him, John grinned. He sat onto the bed and pulled her up to straddle his lap. He held her hips to help guide her along his length. He kissed her lips deeply, savoring that sweet taste each kiss he got from her had.

She moaned at the new position and soon started going up and down on him as she clung to his shoulders. She kissed him eagerly and wound her fingers through his hair as they moved together, the feel of him inside her was amazing and Odette kept the slow and steady pace.

He panted gently against her lips, his fingers clinging to her hips as he kissed her. He groaned, using his hands to moved her faster along him. He kissed her eagerly before holding her up enough to keep her from going down on him again. He smirked against her lips slightly before he started thrusting into her deep and fast, holding her in one place so that he was the one doing the moving. He had more stamina than most men, simply because of all of the physical training he had gone through for his job. He wanted to hear her scream in pleasure -- so much and so loud that she would lose her voice for a week.

As soon as he started going into her with more force Odette gave a scream of pleasure and tightened her hold on his shoulders. She tilted her head back as kept going into her hard and fast, more screams left her throat as he penetrated her again and again. She dug her fingers into his shoulders as more cries left her, "John." She moaned and then another scream left her throat as he went harder into her.

John moaned as he heard her repeatedly scream out in pleasure from what he was doing to her. He laid her onto her side and hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, still thrusting into her quickly. He held her leg and groaned, the new angle pleasing. The bed moved with his thrusts, creaking from the force.

Odette gave an even louder cry of pleasure as he started slamming into her at the new angle. Little whimpers and screams left her throat repeatedly each time he thrust into her. The pleasure was intense and it was only continuing to build. She arched back giving him more access to better enter her as he kept thrusting inside her.

John focused on making sure one of those pleasured noises was leaving her lips everytime he moved inside of her. He put her leg down and took a hold of her hips, turning so to lay on her stomach. But, he pulled her hips up so that she was bent. He held her hips as he thrusted into her roughly. He panted, reaching around and taking a hold of her breasts. He massaged her nipples as he pulled her up slightly,

Odette's fingers knotted into the bedspread as he thrust into her from behind. More cries left her throat and she glanced over shoulder to watch him as he kept entering her. She could feel the pleasure keep building and it made her even more eager if that was possible. Her hands were so tight on the sheets that her knuckles were white.

John saw the want in her eyes and smirked. He rolled her back over onto her back and leaned down, kissing her passionately as he slowed his thrusts to a more normal pace. He gently brushed his lips against her jaw to her ear. "Come for me," He whispered sensually into her ear as his thrusts became slow, but deep, purposefully hitting her sensitive spot with each thrust.

She let out another moan and met his gaze as he entered her again and then she climaxed....it was her strongest one that entire night. Little whimpers left her mouth as she felt her walls keep clenching around him, "John." She breathed as she stared up at him.

John cupped her cheek and kissed her lips gently. They'd had their fun...now, he wanted to show her how he felt. He gently caressed her skin like he would break her if he touched her too roughly. His thrusts were gentle, but deep and sensual. He kept his lips on hers, knowing he wouldn't last long before he would have his own climax. As if just thinking about it, he felt his whole body tensed slightly before he spilled out inside of her. He groaned out her name softly against her lips before he pulled from her, panting. He fell onto the bed beside her, his breathing heavy. He looked over to her and brushed her damp bangs from her face. He rolled onto his side and leaned over, kissing her lips tenderly. His eyes were timid as he leaned back two or three inches. "Odette...I..." He swallowed the lump in his throat and kissed her again. "I love you," He whispered against her lips.

It had felt good to have him release inside her and then when he said those three words she smiled and leaned over to kiss him just as gently. "I love you too." She whispered softly and with some nervousness. She smiled at him just studying him...if it was possible he was even more handsome with his touseled hair and all.

John smiled as she returned his sentiment. He laid on his side to stare back at her, arching a brow slightly as he noted she was studying him. "What? Admiring how beautiful I am?" He teased lightly.

Odette laughed and looked down blushing, "Maybe." She said with a little wink when she looked back up at him. After all why not admire him? He was handsome....any woman with eyes could see that.

John chuckled gently. "Can't blame you. I am pretty attractive," He said playfully before laughing and rolling his eyes. He pulled her against his chest and ran his fingers through her hair.

Odette lay against him and, enjoying the feel of his hand running through her hair. She closed her eyes and gave a tiny content sigh as she moved one hand to lightly rest against his chest, wanting to feel his strong heartbeat.

His pulse was strong against her palm. He kissed her forehead and sighed. "We should get rest..." He mumbled, nuzzling his nose against hers gently.

Odette smiled gently and nodded, "Sounds good to me." She said quietly and then stretched ip to kiss him gently on the lips. When she pulled away she removed her hand from his chest only so she could curl up against him. She slowly fell asleep feeling warm, content, and loved.