Page 82 of Forbidden Romeo
Katherine was what I imagined heaven would be like. Tight, wet heat clamped around me, tightening impossibly more.
At this rate, I wasn’t going to last long.
“You okay?”
“Yes.”
I pulled out slowly, relishing in the slick drag of my cock within her cunt, then pushed back inside, even deeper.
Her hands clawed and clutched wildly like a drowning woman seeking a life-preserver as I started moving faster, thrusting harder.
The blood in my veins slowed as each frenzied thrust drew me closer and closer to release. I circled my hips, harder and faster all the while Katherine met me thrust for thrust, mewling and whimpering.
Outside of our breathing, the rhythmic creaking of the bed as we moved together in passion was the only other sound to be heard.
“Christ,” I muttered. “Are we going to need an audience every time?” I asked with a teasing smile.
With that question, she exploded around me, arching into the wave of her pulsing orgasm, biting her bottom lip to stop herself from crying out in the most stunning display.
Once she came, I was frantic in my movements, the muscles in my arms and chest straining with restraint as I braced myself above her. My body slick with exertion, I fought against the overwhelming urge to close my eyes, not wanting to miss a single second of this moment with Katherine.
Energy zipped up my spine and shot through every nerve and muscle in my body, electrifying me and sending me spiraling into a blissful oblivion.
With a final twist of my hips, I buried myself as deep as I could inside her before pulling out just in time.
As I emptied myself into the sheets, my body connected with Katherine's, taking her mouth in a final, passionate kiss, like two stars exploding in a galaxy of ecstasy.
The audience was dead silent when we finished, still laying there, nose to nose, staring at each other. The world around us came back into focus, the reality of what just happened, what we’d just done slammed into me.
And my heart plummeted.
I just fucking took her virginity.
In front of hundreds of people.
While drunk.
I reached down and pulled her body suit back over her before adjusting my boxer briefs, quickly noting the sheets had some blood stains on them, mixed with my cum.
Fuck.
It wasn’t my job to dispose of the sheets after the scene, but I had no choice now.
Protect Katherine’s virtue at all costs; even if it cost me my performance in this show.
The lights went dark and as we always do, Katherine and I pretended to fall asleep as the lights changed from night to dawn, signaling the beginning of our next scene.
I was careful as I stood up for the next scene, making sure the stains were out of view of the audience as Katherine began her lines.
“Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear.”
I grabbed my pants, pulling them on beneath the sheets as she continued her line.
Somehow, we managed to get through the scene, and I even said most … if not all of my lines correctly.
“More light and light, more dark and dark our woes,” I said as I handed Katherine her nightgown and robe, even though it wasn’t exactly in the blocking.
She gave me a curious look, but obliged me, putting her clothes back on just as Addison entered as the Nurse in our scene.