He pressed play and walked to her, helping Autumn to lie down on the jute mat. He purposely positioned himself beside her so their heads were in line with their bodies lying opposite of each other.
Tono listened to the melody that had haunted him for years, but now had a new focus.
Autumn smiled when she heard the first few notes. “Hey, I know this song… It’s ‘Chasing Cars’ by Snow Patrol, right?”
Tono nodded his head.
The two lay in silence, staring up at the ceiling as the lyrics filled the room. Would she understand the meaning behind the words—his heart laid bare?
The last words of the song echoed around them: “If I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?” and then there was silence.
Autumn turned to him and smiled with tears in her eyes. “Yes, Ren, I’ll chase cars with you.”
The key to his heart that he’d been longing for finally found its home, and clicked into place…
Tono rolled onto his side to gaze down at her. “I love you, Autumn. Not only because I desire your body, but because I love your soul.”
Her smile grew wider. “I love your soul too, Ren.”
Tono leaned down and kissed her, expressing not only his passion but the yearning to connect with her. Autumn returned his kiss, lifting her head when he broke the embrace.
He kissed her again with even more passion, grazing her lips with his tongue. When she opened her mouth, and offered herself to him, his arousal shot up tenfold. Her sensual invitation caused him to groan, and he claimed those enticing lips.
This time when he broke away, she moaned in desire. “I want you. I want to know what it feels like to have you inside me.”
Chills of desire ran down his spine, and he lifted her hands above her head, securing her wrists in one hand. Kissing her again, he let his other hand travel over her body.
Her body writhed under his touch, communicating its need for him.
“Are you sure you’re ready?”
She looked up at him amorously. “There is no other man I want to be my first.”
Tono stood up and offered his hand to her. “Then let me undress you by the candlelight Lea so graciously provided.”
Autumn giggled lightly as she grasped his hand and used his strength to leverage herself off the floor as gracefully as she could.
Tono gently lifted her chin, turning it to the left so he could kiss her neck before he slowly unbuttoned her blouse. He chose to take his time to distract her from her thoughts while he broke down each wall that surrounded her heart.
Autumn sighed softly when he lifted the material of her blouse off her shoulders and let the garment fall to the floor.
“Your skin is so soft…” he complimented.
She closed her eyes as he gave her light kisses down the length of her arm. The goosebumps that rose on her skin let him know her growing level of excitement.
He unbuttoned her slacks next and eased them over her hips, so that they, too, fell to the floor. Holding on to his hand to gain balance, she stepped out of them and kicked her pants away. She then looked up at him with a mixture of fear and anticipation.
That look was an incredible turn-on.
Tono answered her fear by kissing her deeply as he wrapped his arms around her, lightly caressing her back before he unfastened her brassiere. He felt her tremble in his arms as he slid the straps off her shoulders and her bra fluttered to the ground.
He stood back to admire her body before unbuttoning his own shirt and tossing it next to hers. Tono moved back to her, but instead of reaching out to touch her exposed flesh, he cradled her scarred cheek in his hand and said, “Your body is as beautiful as this lovely face.”
Tono grasped the back of her neck, pressing her lips against him as they kissed. He explored her mouth with his tongue as she grew used to the sensation of their naked skin touching. He held her in that embrace for several moments before releasing her so that his hands could travel downward.
Autumn’s heart beat against his chest as he started to slide her panties down over her hips. Rather than falling to the floor, they got caught on the material of the liner for her prosthetic.
She groaned in embarrassment and was about to say something, but he just smiled as he knelt, easing her panties down to her feet—his head now directly in line with her naked pussy.
Autumn said nothing as he stared, but he could hear her rapid breathing. “Match your breath with mine,” he commanded gently as he lightly brushed her mound with his fingers.
“Ren…”
“Breathe,” he told her as he leaned forward and kissed her clit gently.
Her gasp filled the room, but she did not move as she obeyed his command to slow her breathing to match his.
Tono remained where he was, lightly kissing her pussy, and smiled when he finally felt her breaths come in sync with his.
Standing up, he kissed her full on the lips before telling her, “Breathtaking…now sit on the couch for me.”
Autumn slowly lowered herself onto the couch, her eyes riveted on him.
Tono knelt again and lovingly took off the prosthetic, laying it on the mat. When he went to remove the liner, Autumn tried to stop him. “Please, just leave it.”
“No,” he said in a quiet, but insistent voice. “I want to make love to your naked body.”
She looked nervous as he rolled it down and freed her from its protective embrace.
Tono put his hand on her thigh and opened her legs wider. “There you are, fully exposed to your lover.”
When she self-consciously started to close her legs, he stopped her. “Stay as you are.”
Tono got up and returned a short time later with a bowl of warm water and a cloth. With tender hands, he washed the stump of her leg, removing the salt and sweat the liner caused. Once her skin was clean, he cradled her scarred leg in his hands and bent down to kiss the end.
She stared at him with eyes round with fear, like the look of a deer caught in the headlights.
“Do you trust me, Autumn?”
She nodded only once, unable to answer as he pressed his lips against her scars. They were hard and unyielding, having carried the weight of her body all these many years. He continued to give feather-light kisses as he smiled up at her.
Her surrender to him was complete.
In a lustful voice, he said, “My rare flower.”
The tears in her eyes only highlighted the intense green of them.
Tono slid his hands under her and picked her up in one fluid motion. She instinctively grabbed on to him, surprised by the move.
“I’ve never been naked in the arms of a man before.”
“I find that very alluring. Shall we take it to the bedroom?”
The fear in her eyes was now replaced with longing, and she nodded.
Tono took her to the room and laid her down on his bed. He then finished undressing, watching her reaction when she saw his hard shaft for the first time.
Her breath increased and for a moment they were out of sync, but she slowly returned to their even breathing without being reminded. It was a positive sign.
Tono lay next to her on the bed and trailed his fingers over the feminine curve of her waist and hip. “The female body is an incredible masterpiece.”
She giggled sweetly.
His fingers trailed back up, moving to her breasts.
Autumn held her breath when his fingers touched her hardening nipple. His touches were light and exploratory. Acclimating her to his caress while still discovering her unique femininity.
She moaned and began panting heavily. He had to keep reminding himself that this was new to her, because her body was responding hungrily—wanting the connection he promised and it was designed for.
Tono glanced down at her pussy and saw the telltale pinkening of her outer lips. He was certain if he were to slip his finger between those lips it would come back glistening with her natural excitement.
He gazed into her eyes. “Ha
ve you ever touched a man?”
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head.
Tono smiled and guided her hand to his cock and closed his eyes, groaning huskily when her fingers made contact.
Autumn hesitated, then she started petting it lightly as if it were an animal. Her lack of experience was charming and had the effect of turning him on even more.
“Get to know the shaft that will christen your entrance.”
She bit her bottom lip as she explored with more interest, touching the ridge of his cock before lifting it up to encircle two fingers around it.
“It’s so…big.”
He chuckled. “Thank you, a man likes to hear that.”
She raised her eyebrows. “Well it is.”
He wrapped her in his arms, crushing her to him.
“I’m excited and afraid,” she whispered in his ear.
He kissed her on the lips, and looked at her tenderly. “Concentrate on my love, Autumn.”
She gazed into his eyes, hers becoming more expressive as she mentally let go and focused on him.
Tono caressed her breasts and moved to take a nipple in his mouth. She made an adorable squeaking sound, then began moaning softly when he started to suck. It was exhilarating being the first to introduce her body to the many pleasures it had yet to experience.
“I wanted to make love to you during our trip to Italy, and have dreamed of taking you ever since,” he said, moving to the other nipple and flicking it with his tongue before sucking again.
Autumn shook her head from side to side, lost in the new sensations.
He began the slow descent to her pussy, feeling her tense the lower he traveled.
Tono spread her thighs wider and settled between them. “Have you ever looked at yourself?”
“No,” Autumn answered with amusement. “Why would I?”
He reached out and stroked her mound. “Because it’s beautiful, Autumn.”
She blushed, giggling softly.
Tono opened her outer lips and looked at the small opening of her vagina. It was exquisite in its innocence, having never been breached. He took a long lick and heard her cry of surprise.
“Do you like that?”
“I’m not sure, it’s strange having you lick me down there.”
“Lie back and close your eyes. Concentrate on the sensation, don’t think about what I am doing.”
She dutifully closed her eyes and put her head back down on the pillow. He waited until her breathing had slowed before he continued licking and kissing her virginal pussy. Every woman tasted unique: some salty, some bitter, and others sweet. Autumn was a mixture, more sweet than salty—a pleasant combination.
Her tense muscles slowly relaxed as she gave in to the sensation his tongue was creating rather than fighting it. She lifted her head and smiled. “It’s like French kissing—but a very intimate kind of kiss.”
“That it is, and it excites me kissing you like this.”
Her smile grew bigger as she laid her head against the pillow and opened her thighs a little more, her silent invitation to continue.
Tono explored the folds of her pussy with his tongue, only teasing her clit with quick licks and gentle kisses. When it finally stood erect, begging him for more focused attention, he settled his lips around it, flicking his tongue.
“Oh!” she cried out in surprise, sitting up. “Whatever you’re doing, I like it.”
“I thought you might.”
Autumn lay back down, grinning to herself.
Tono continued to build up her level of desire by stimulating her clit with both his tongue and finger. When he felt, she was ready, he wiped his mouth and moved back up to her.
While kissing her supple lips, he began exploring her sex with his hand, lightly touching the small opening with his finger. She tensed in reaction to the contact, but he continued kissing her passionately, wanting her to associate the feeling of his touch with her growing desire.
“I’m going to insert my finger inside you,” he whispered huskily in her ear.
“Will it hurt?”
“No.”
Autumn relaxed against him as she kissed him back, moaning into his mouth when his finger finally breached her opening. He savored the feeling of her warm, slick inner walls. He could only imagine what it must feel like for her and was gentle as he manipulated her clit with his thumb while pushing his finger deeper inside.
Knowing a woman’s body well, he slowly made his way to her G-spot. He stimulated it with light movements and was gratified to feel it swell under his concentrated touch.
Autumn began panting, her nipples hard and ripe as a thin sheen of sweat appeared over her skin.
Tono began sucking on her breasts again as he lightly stroked her G-spot.
“Oh god, I don’t know what’s happening…”
“Don’t fight it,” he whispered huskily.
He could feel Autumn consciously pulling away, and distracted her with his tongue in her mouth while he continued stroking her with the same gentle touch.
After several minutes, he felt her entire body begin to stiffen. “That’s it,” he growled in her ear.
“Ren…” Autumn closed her eyes and cried out softly as her pussy pulsed in gentle waves around his finger.
He kissed her on the cheek as he slowly pulled his finger from her.
Autumn opened her eyes, now luminous with desire. “I want you.”
He rolled on top of her, settling between her thighs as he propped himself up with his arms to look down on her face. Then, taking his shaft in one hand, he positioned it against her virginal hole.
“Look at me,” he commanded softly.
She gazed up at him.
“Who loves you, Autumn?”
She smiled. “You do, Ren.”
Autumn lay back down and kept her gaze locked on his, making no sound as he pushed against her in light rhythmic thrusts. With each movement, he pushed a little harder, wanting the penetration to be gradual and hopefully less painful. The love reflected in Autumn’s eyes encouraged him to continue when progress seemed questionable.
The moment her hymen gave way and the head of his cock slipped inside, she gasped.
Tono held still, letting her body adjust to the unfamiliar penetration and the pain it had caused. After several moments, he leaned down and kissed her as he pushed in a little deeper.
She looked at in him in wonder when he broke the kiss. “Although it hurt, it feels so strange and beautiful to having you inside me.”
Tono felt a sense of relief knowing he had successfully guided her through. Now he would introduce her to the spiritual connection lovemaking created. Nuzzling her neck, he began slowly thrusting into her tight virginal hole, each stroke opening her up as he sank deeper into her.
Helping her to orgasm first had made her pussy wet and more eager to receive his cock. In all honesty, taking a virgin felt no different physically, but the knowledge that each deepening stroke was reaching new territory was incredibly arousing.
Tono grasped both her thighs in his hands, using the leverage to begin rolling his hips.
He wanted her to know by his grip that he would not be playing favorites when it came to her body. Every part of her was cherished and would be enjoyed equally.
For him, there were no unsightly scars, no missing limb—only Autumn.
Pressing his forehead against hers, he considered her eyes. “I have longed for this connection with you—to look down at your beautiful face with my shaft deep inside you.”
Autumn moaned loudly, her breath becoming ragged. “Ren, I want to feel your essence in the deepest part of me.”
He groaned, her request leaving him teetering on the edge.
“I hunger for you, Ren.”
Tono threw his head back, steeling his body for the controlled release he desired to give her.
He was conscious of his strokes as he began thrusting at a faster pace. He looked down and met her gaze, wanting that spiritual conn
ection to be part of his climax. When he could take no more, he stilled his body and stared into her soul as his cock released his seed in rhythmic bursts.
A tear fell from her eye as she received his physical love.
Tono gave one final thrust and then kissed her on the lips.
“I love you,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and lifted herself to kiss him.
He lowered himself onto her, cradling Autumn in his arms, nuzzling her as he left tender kisses down her neck. “Now there are no more barriers between us.”
“I am officially woman,” she purred contentedly.
“Tonight you gave me the gift of your virginity. Tomorrow we begin your first day of training, and I will ask for the gift of your submission.”
“I can’t wait.”
“Neither can I,” he answered gruffly.
Autumn smiled at him, shaking her head. “You know, I was a good girl until you came along.”
“You are a very good girl,” Tono insisted.
He began kissing her neck and slowly moved down to her breasts, his body already beginning to burn with need for her again.
Letting Her Go
After Tono returned Autumn to her apartment the next morning, he headed back home and noticed for the first time that Lea had left her letter behind.
On top of the letter she’d left a sticky note addressed to him:
Tono, could you read through this and give it to Ms. Clark if you deem it worthy?
Thanks, Lea
He was unsure why Lea would want him to read her personal thoughts, but honored her request. Making a pot of tea, he took a cup outside and sat on the patio, listening to the mountain birds as he read her letter.
Mistress Clark,
There is nothing I can do to right this wrong.
I have struggled for weeks to come up with something, but your continued silence has forced me to realize this cannot be fixed. I can’t undo the pain I caused you, but knowing that breaks my heart even more.
I have loved you ever since training, and always held out the hope that one day you would claim me as your submissive and I would wear your collar.
To be honest, I never understood why you held me at arm’s length, loving me, but not willing to be loved. All I ever wanted was to freely love the extraordinary woman you are.