Chapter 29

Harvey stroked Mia on the back, her shoulders turning up and down as her heart fought to return her body to its normal state. He was silent, giving her time for her breathing to adjust, her body small and fragile in his arms. Mia applied pressure on his chest with her hands and he loosened his grip. She looked up at him, her body roaring to life once more.

She wanted more, her body crying out to be touched and teased again. She rose on her toes and pressed her lips to his. There was no immediate reaction, her lips already moving away from his when he pulled her back against him. He slammed his lips against hers, a tiny moan escaping her lips.

“Ready for more?” He said in between kisses, walking her backwards, pushing her closer to the bed behind her. Mia stumbled slightly at the wooden structure touching the back of her legs.

“Yes please.” She was greedily staring into his eyes. Was she actually enjoying sex? Or was it her body’s reaction to being neglected for all these years? She needed to know if she’d been wrong about intimacy. She’d always overhear women speaking about how good it could be and that had led her to think that sex probably wasn’t for her. She didn’t enjoy a lot of the things they spoke about.
He kissed her again, biting her lower lip. He reached down and pulled her up into his arms. He wrapped her legs around him and walked her around to the side of the bed. He climbed on one leg at a time, lowering her gently down, his body towering over her. Mia gaped at him openly, her eyes roaming and creating an invisible path starting at his lips, trailing down his thick neck, defined shoulders and that chest…her breath caught. Her eyes went lower, her gaze stopping at the start of his pants around his waist. She fidgeted; she desperately wanted to be blessed with the sight of his fully nude body.
The realisation that she was almost completely naked striking her like a pebble, a tiny but stern reminder. Harvey was knelt between her legs, his knuckles sinking into the mattress at the sides of her head. She suddenly felt conscious of her nakedness.

As if sensing her withdrawal, Harvey bent his head lower to place a kiss on the tip of her nose. “Your body is so beautiful.” He straightened, rubbing his hands around her neck and moving them down her body in a sensual massage.
Mia wiggled about, a small smile on her lips as she sighed and relaxed under his touch. His fingers hooked in the sides of her underwear and he dragged them down her legs, discarding them on the floor.
He trapped her eyes with his as he worked on removing his belt. His fingers moving carefully, almost erotically as he unbuttoned his pants. . Mia was transfixed, her cheeks flushing at the remembrance of his fingers inside of her.
Harvey slid off the bed and stood, pushing his pants down his legs. He rummaged around in a draw in the nightstand and extracted a foil packet. Mia scanned his body her eyes widening at the sight of his engorged member. Her mind blanked, a surge of panic building up in her stomach. *He wasn’t going to fit.*
Harvey sheathed himself with a condom and strode towards the bed again; he slid onto the bed and positioned himself between her knees.

“Any concerns?” He’d sensed the panic in her, her body seemed closed off to him, her brain taking over her functions.

“You’re a lot bigger than I’m..” she lowered her gaze and began, the words flowing out instantly. She didn’t know how he was going to fit.

“Don’t complete that sentence.” He lowered his head towards her to stop her words. He pulled her hands above her head and pinned them there. He stared deep into her eyes.

“I don’t want to think about anyone else touching you.” He rasped against her lips, his thick, hard member pressing against her opening. Mia bit down on her lips.

“Tonight, you are mine.” He pressed his lips against hers, rotating his hips against her clitoris. Mia’s body moistened more and more, her back arching up. He buried his face in her neck waiting for her to relax again.
He felt her body shuddering, he centred himself at her opening pressing forward gently. Mia gasped, her body tensing up. He felt the resistance in her body, her vagina stretching gradually, his member sinking deeper and deeper into her. Harvey groaned, his body relaxing, his eyes closing as her walls closed against him.
He rested his forehead against hers, her mouth gaping open to allow her moans and sighs to escape. Once her body grow accustomed to his size he began moving, a deliberate carnal movement that shook Mia’s body, her fingers clenching above her head, her arms still held down by him.

“You feel so divine.” He rasped against her lips, his pace quickening. Mia’s sight was invaded by swirls of orange and yellow. Mia felt her chest building up heat again, the sensation radiating outwards and overwhelming her. She was attuned to every stroke he made, his grip on her hands tightening as his breathing grew heavy.

“Fuck.” He rasped against her neck, he’d underestimated how perfect her body was for him. He was finding it hard to keep a steady pace, he wanted to ravish her. His breath sending her over the mountain, her vision swirling, she didn’t know how long she was convulsing, her breathing laboured as the stars began clearing up.
Harvey quickened his pace, slumping against her after a few more strokes. Their melded bodies rising and falling in synchronisation. Harvey let go of her hands and rolled off her. He pulled the condom off and discarded it.
Mia was about to get up and leave. Her expectation being that his interest would have dissipated now. He returned before she could command her legs to move. A sweet soreness licking through her inner thighs. Her mind was blown, she was almost brought to tears. She’d been married, had a child and never knew such pleasure existed from sex.
Harvey returned, he slid into bed with her again. Mia stilled. She didn’t know what to do.

“Relax.” He said into her ear, pulling her body back against him. They were spooning. His hands around her naked body making lazy circles in her hips. Mia was tense, could he tell?

“I am relaxed.” Fake it till you make it! That had been her philosophy for years.

“Not yet you are.” He nuzzled his face at her nape. She twisted her neck to give him better access. “But soon.” He breathed.
Mia chewed on her bottom lips, strange feelings were pouring into her.

“You still want me around after sex?” She questioned, unable to fathom this circumstance.

“We still have dinner to eat.” He chuckled, wondering if that was a joke. He thought better than to delve into it.

“I am famished.” Mia lied. How could she even think about food right now? But this was too strange to her, this one night was shattering the opinions she’d made about men and relationships. She didn’t want to complicate her emotions. This was sex and now that she knew sex was enjoyable she had a lot of explorations that she wanted to do.

“Should we eat then?” Harvey offered. He didn’t want to let her out of his arms just yet but he couldn’t be selfish.
Mia nodded and he loosened his grip on her. She pushed up on her elbows to get up, Harvey pulled her back down and into his arms. Mia chuckled from the sudden jerk backwards. He pinned her down and hovered above her. He pressed his lips to hers, tasting her with his tongue.

“I am ready now.” He teased, rolling off the bed and pulling on his boxers. Mia rolled her eyes playfully. He was way too easy to be around. Mia pulled on her dress and followed him out of the room. Harvey buried the disappointment rising up at Mia rejecting to wear his shirt.
He led her to the dining table and pulled a chair out for her. “I apologise for the temperature.” He took a seat himself.

“I think I should be the one apologising.” Mia replied, her cheeks colouring. She was the one to initiate intimacy with him when he’d done the gentlemanly thing and prepared dinner for her. If their food was cold, it was on her.

“A woman who accepts responsibility,” He poured her a glass of wine. “I could get used to that.” He teased.

“Did you make this yourself?” Mia was finally seeing the dishes in front of her.

“I am not completely useless.” He took a bite of his food, only now realising how famished he was.

“I am impressed.” She said truthfully, taking a bite. She uttered a murmur of appreciation and noticed he was looking at her. A lazy smile occupying his face, his eyes on her lips.

“My mother is an amazing cook.” He answered the unspoken question.

“Wow, I’d love to learn from her.” Mia had a fascination with cooking. It was what she did to calm herself.

“You move fast huh?” he laughed, a boyish grin on his face.

Mia realised what the words sounded like, “No, I didn’t mean…” her words were interrupted by her cell phone ringing. She fished it out of her hand bag and looked at the caller ID. The colour drained from her face instantly.
It was Gabriel.