Contingencies

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Contingencies
Chapter 3: Love

Stefan:

Stefan set the oil lamp on the table and looked down at Elena. She was so beautiful to him, sheer perfection. He took he hands and gently pulled her into a sitting position. Taking the dress in his hands, he pulled it over her head, and let it fall to the floor. She was cold, her body still chilled from the rain and the damp dress. Her skin was white, as pale as his own, and Stefan could see the blue veins running just beneath her skin. He touched the ends of her hair that fell across her shoulder and brushed them back. His fingers trailed across her shoulder, moving down to gently brush against her already erect nipple.
She gasped as he touched her, the cold and her arousal both making her body more sensitive to his movements. He looked up from her breast to her eyes. She had her head leaned back, her eyes closed, savoring the moment. Bending down, he took her nipple into his mouth and began to tease it with his tongue. "Oh!" Elena breathed as his mouth encircled her. He cupped her breast from underneath as he gently pulled at her nipple with his teeth.
Elena's hand came up and entangled her fingers in his hair, her mouth moaning with pleasure. Stefan couldn't help himself. The whimpers coming from her mouth caused his erection to strain tightly against his jeans. He pulled away from her breast and met her mouth hungrily. As he kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth, she reached up and began tearing at the buttons of his shirt. He pulled back long enough to rip the shirt off and throw it to the floor beside Caroline's dress. "My god, Elena." He growled, pushing her down against the bed and covering her mouth with his own.
She opened her legs, allowing him to come between them. He pressed against her, his jeans barely able to restrain him. Elena lifted her hips to grind against him, her mouth parting for every thrust of his tongue. "Please." She whispered in between the kisses. Stefan reached between their bodies, letting the zipper down and pulling his member free from the jeans. Elena's hands immediately followed, sliding the pants down past his hips.
With one hand holding himself up slightly, he guided the head of his dick towards her opening. He moved it against her clitoris, teasingly, but Elena wouldn't wait. She thrust herself up towards him. Stefan moved his hand, and with one push, he felt himself go deep inside her. He stopped savoring the damp warmth, before moving inside of her. He started off slow, not wanting to hurt her, but the feeling was too much, and it had been so long since he had felt the heat of a woman. He pulled out and pushed back into her faster, Elena trying to match his rhythm.
He slid in and out of her, over and over, the sweet smell of her sex filling the room. "I love you, Elena." He said to her. Elena bit her lower lip, nodding, but unable to speak. One hand wrapped around Stefan's body, not letting him pull back too far before he thrust into her again. Her other hand reached up and grabbed the top of the headboard.
"Stefan." She cried, and he felt the walls of her sex begin to contract around him. Her fingernails dug into his back as her back arched, and her legs wrapped around him. As she orgasmed, Stefan thrust into her as hard and as fast as he could. "Oh God, Stefan!" Stefan felt her release, the warm wet liquid, and the pressure of her holding him inside her, drove him to the top. With one last push, Stefan felt his seed spill inside of her. He lowered himself down on top of her, gently kissing her again.
"I love you." She whispered to him, her voice breaking with breathlessness. He smiled at her. "More than anything, Stefan." Stefan kissed her again, more gentle and slow. He was soft, but still inside her, but neither one wanted to move. She rubbed her hands across his back, feeling the small welts from her fingernails rising up. "I didn't hurt you did I?" She asked, pulling away from the kiss.
"No." Stefan whispered, reluctantly rolling over off of her. She immediately rolled over too, laying her arm across his chest. "Are you alright?" He asked kissing the top of her head." He could feel her cheeks move as she smiled.
"I am beyond wonderful right now." She looked up at him, her eyes glazed over from arousal. "That was better than I ever could have imagined." Her lips were dry from her heavy breathing, and she moistened them with her lips. She moved her fingers in little circles on his stomach. She let them move down until they were brushing his dark curls. "One day you'll have to let me thank yo\n St\n Stefan chuckled. "You can be sure of that, but for now, as much as I hate to say it, you need to get some sleep. We have a lot of things to decide in the morning."
Elena sighed. "You're right." She twisted a curl around her finger once more before moving her hand back up. "Just don't leave me okay." She said, and the realization of just how tired she was hit her as she covered her mouth with a yawn.
"Never." Stefan whispered, stroking her hair until she fell asleep.

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