All these years, his heart had been hollow, but it seemed like since he had found her in his sight, the hollowness was reducing little by little, making him whole again. He loved and cared for her dearly, and he doubted he could feel the same way with another as he was attached to her.

  Kissing her shoulder tenderly and hearing her sigh, he moved down before coming to position himself between Melanie's legs. Grasping her bottom with both his hands, just so that she wouldn't move, he finally lowered his head, bringing his head to her wet sex.

  "Ah!" a gasp escaped from Melanie's lips.

  For a moment, she turned shy when Simon's mouth covered her sex, making her body twist and turn in pleasure.

  A series of sighs and moans escaped from her mouth, filling up the room, and if it weren't for the air conditioner in the room, Melanie could only imagine that the windows would have fogged up because of the heat that was emitting from her and Simon's body.

  She felt Simon's mouth suck her, and the harder he did it, the more pleasure struck into her body where she could barely think straight. His tongue probed in and out, licking her before he switched back to probing his tongue into her wet core. For a moment, he pulled back his mouth and blew air that nearly had her faint, and she bit her bottom lip.

  It was when Simon pushed his finger into her wet sex that she cried out louder than before.

  "A-ah……!" Melanie's hands gripped the sheets, and her eyebrows furrowed deeply as she tried to concentrate on the pleasurable feelings that Simon was offering her.

  "Feel it more, Mel. Cry more for me, just for me," whispered Simon, who hadn't moved away from between her legs. His words only made her wetter, and Melanie felt her body starting to lose control as his fingers thrusted in and out of her core, trying to prepare her for something more that was going to enter her, which was warmer and bigger.

  Melanie's pleasurable sighs were music to Simon's ears, and he took pride every time her voice turned one octave higher than the previous one, letting him know how much she was enjoying this as much as he did.

  Simon moved his finger torturously slow, making sure she would be stretched well to accommodate him. The last thing he needed was her being uncomfortable and in pain, as it was her first time. In the past, he hadn't cared about the other women's feelings as the girls had been too eager and willing, just wanting him for his status and who he was. But Melanie was closer to his heart. He wanted to protect her and put her needs before his. While at the same time, he couldn't help but want to tease her.

  "Simon," Melanie whined when Simon continued to torture her with his slow movements.

  "Mm?" responded Simon, acting oblivious to Melanie's current concern.

  "Stop what you are doing……" she breathed heavily, and her eyes locked themselves with the green eyes.

  "Do you want me to stop?" asked Simon, and he slowed down his hand movement far worse than before, and Melanie subconsciously tried to reach for him, but he only drew his fingers back.

  "I love to see you cry…… cry more in pleasure and more that you need me," stated Simon, closing his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them the next time, Melanie was greeted by his red eyes.

  "I want to hear everything that you have to say and know everything about you which people aren't aware of. The side that you hide and don't reveal to others."

  "I could tell the same-ah!" she sucked in a breath when Simon pushed his finger back into her wet sex, and it went in with ease.

  "Ask me anything and I will answer everything truthfully. Anything you want, everything belongs to you now," responded Simon and pulled away his hand from her.

  Melanie felt her heart skip a beat, and it felt like it had been skipping for quite some time now, and Simon was responsible for it. When he moved his hands towards his own body, his hands came to settle on his boxers before he pulled them off of his body. For a second, she didn't dare to look below his waist, but unable to keep her curiosity within herself, her eyes slowly trailed from his face to look at his taut chest and the tapered waist. And then she looked at it.

  Melanie felt her heart shudder, and her throat slightly turned dry at the sight of his hardened member. Simon wasn't shy about revealing himself to her, and he hovered above her. He then picked up her hand that had been catching hold of the bedsheet under her, bringing it towards his member to hold and feel it.

  She blushed furiously, feeling the warmth and hardness of his member.

  "This is the effect you have on me," Simon whispered on her lips before covering her mouth to kiss her. Her neck craned, and her head was thrown back a little as he continued to cherish and make his intentions known to her.

  Simon peppered kisses from one corner of her jaw to the other, kissing her ear and nipping her ear lobe.

  "Ouch!" Melanie winced in pain, which was quickly soothed by his tongue.

  It was a mixture of heat and cold sensation that Simon made her feel, and she heard him say, "Give me a moment." But before he left her, he bit into her ear once again and got off the bed.

  Melanie felt the pain that occupied her mind, and her ear caught the sound of something tear. Simon joined her in the bed, and once he had worn the condom, he sat in between her legs. Placing both his hands on either side of her waist, he pulled her towards him, and this little action had her wet between her legs.

  She felt him positioning himself at the entrance of her sex, and she braced herself while watching him.

  Simon leaned forward, placing his arm on one side of her head and looking at her closely. He caressed her cheek, looking at her as if he was entranced in her presence.

  "I will take good care of you," he promised her, his words holding a tenderness that made Melanie's heart squeeze.

  She mustered a smile right now and replied, "I know you will."

  He kissed her one more time, before using his other hand to guide himself into Melanie's wet core. Her lips parted, feeling him stretch and fill himself in her, and for a few moments, he didn't move and let her adjust to his intrusion.

  Simon continued to gently brush her hair, and when she opened her eyes that she had shut over the pain, he asked her,

  "You okay?"

  Melanie turned to look at him and nodded, "Yeah. I am okay," she whispered.

  Once he felt her relax, Simon slowly started to move before he picked up pace on noticing Melanie starting to sink back into the pleasure.

  In the beginning, it had felt strange for Melanie, as she had never experienced something like this before. But as seconds and minutes started to pass, her body was being taken over by desire to have more of Simon.

  She threw her head back when Simon thrusted his hip with a little more force, hitting the pleasurable spot in her. He moved his body with ease without crushing her body but still staying close to her, their lips connected to each other, and for that moment, Melanie's moans were swallowed by him.

  With every thrust made by Simon, Melanie was pushed closer to the edge. Her mind swirled with the passion that he filled her with, and somewhere in between, her hands gripped his shoulders for support.

  When she took a look at Simon, where he had indulged himself in her, feeling more than she did as he had his own eyes closed, and when he opened it, there was something very seductive about his look. The more she watched him, the more erotic the sight turned out to be.

  But when he placed his hand on her forehead, caressing her head, there was something tender about his action, as if there was nothing that could harm her. Her lips parted when he thrusted harder and faster, soon, her mind was consumed back to the way of seeing stars.

  Soon, Melanie hit her peak, and she threw her head back with her back arching into Simon's body which pressed back. Simon didn't stop his movements, and his lips found her neck, showering it with kisses, and when he was close to his release, he sunk his fangs into her neck.

  Melanie's body trembled in pleasure before it went slack with Simon's head buried in her neck. They stayed like that for long minutes with her chest heaving for air. Bringing her hand to place it on the back of Simon's head, she weaved her fingers through his red hair.

  Simon raised his head, his red eyes staring into hers, "Did I tire you?" he asked her, running his fingers across the length of her jaw.

  "Just a bit," replied Melanie and Simon's ears perked up.

  "I guess we can go another round then," Simon grinned eagerly.

  Melanie leaned forward and kissed the tip of his nose, "I guess we can."