“You won’t let any other man touch me. You want me to be your wife. How can I be with you when you won’t even make love to me?” she asked.
“Because I want to fuck you, Opal.”
“What?”
“I don’t know if I have it in me to be gentle. For your first time you deserve to have the time spent making sure it’s good. I’ve never made love to a woman before.”
“Are you a virgin?” She wouldn’t believe a man of his age could remain intact.
“No. I pick women who know the score. Who know when they come to my bed, they’re going to be in for a hard fucking. I don’t do nice.”
Disappointment went through her like a train wreck. Her body was buzzing, and she desperately wanted Tony to give in and have his wicked way with her. Without giving herself time to think, she placed her hand on his shaft, her grip moving over the pulsing heat she felt through his clothes.
“I want us to try. Please, Tony. All I’m asking is for you to try.”
She stood up. He moved with her. Their hands staying locked in place. She went on her tip toes and kissed him. “I love you.”
****
Tony stared down into her eyes and knew he’d fallen for the rest of his life. She looked back at him with so much trust he knew how much she wanted him. Her hand on his cock provided too much of a distraction for him. Unable to contain himself, he moved his hand and brushed the plates off the table. He lifted her onto the flat surface, opened her legs, sank his fingers into her hair and devoured her mouth. He took her little moans, pushing her down.
He pressed his cock against her pussy and growled in frustration. Rubbing against her wouldn’t give him what he wanted.
“I’ve got to have you,” he said, the fight leaving him. Opal had come to mean more to him than anything else. Strange, considering he hadn’t even begun to realise the effect her presence had on him. From the time he’d been down to the church garden and witnessed her tears, he’d been gone. Opal tore him up in all kinds of weird ways. She made him angry, happy, and so damned jealous that it scared the shit out of him.
Easing off her, he knew he had to stop or he’d take her on the table. She was trusting him to be gentle, or to try and give her a good first time. If it was the only good thing he did, he would make sure she would remember the loss of her virginity with a smile on her face.
“I’m scared,” she said. He helped her off the table and curled a lock of her hair behind her ear.
“Don’t be.” He took her hand and led her up the stairs through to their room. For the past three nights he’d had her in his arms. Tonight he would make her world come apart with pleasure.
The lighting was turned down. The bed suddenly looked large and dominating where it stood in the bedroom. Tony turned to her. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Never letting go of her hand, his other went to her waist and brought her close to him. Tony closed his eyes as her scent invaded him once more. The distinct floral scent he’d come to associate with her. In that moment he thought he’d gone to heaven. With Opal in his arms he felt he could take on the world.
“I don’t know what to do.”
“That’s okay, baby. You’ve got me.” Her trembling hands circled his waist. A smile broke across his lips as he began to dance with her. No music played. He let the beat of their bodies make their own rhythm. She laid her head on his chest. He opened his eyes to see the way she looked in one of the mirrors. Her blond hair fell down her back in a mass wave. The dress she wore went to her knee. The shade of green looked good on her.
“Do you want this, Opal?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Taking a fist-full of her hair, he pulled to bring her gaze back to his. He didn’t speak. Words were not necessary. Leaning down, he brushed her lips with his. Loving her mouth, her cheek and collarbone. Round he went to her back. She made to move, but he stopped her. Catching the zipper of her dress he pulled it down.
“Please, turn out the light,” she asked. “I don’t feel comfortable with the light on.”
“Does this have something to do with your body issues?” Richard had told him about the cruelty of her peers. He’d never found a single problem with her body. In his personal opinion, he thought she looked stunning since putting on the weight. He knew her parents used to make her diet, and at the wedding he’d seen the effect on her body.
“Please just let me turn off the light.” She made to move out of his arms.
“No,” he said. With a hand around her waist, he moved her in front of the mirror. She turned her head away. “Look at yourself.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Don’t be childish.” Tony got the desired response. She opened her eyes and glared at him. “Trust me,” he said.
Biting her lip, he moved the straps of her dress down her shoulders, revealing creamy flesh. He knew she’d sunburn easily on a hot day.
A small tug, he pulled the bodice away from her tits and let the dress fall to her waist. Unlike the stomachs on most women he’d seen who had a large indent where their tummy should be, Opal had a nice rounded waist. He touched a hand to her stomach and watched as she sucked her belly in.