Chapter 77: The Intimate Night (Part-2)
Theodore watched Bella with contentment, her body jerking and shuddering in response to her climax. Her moans of his name stirred something deep within him, and he felt an overwhelming urge to be closer to her. Instinctively, he pulled her to his chest as if trying to merge her within him, his kiss fervent and desperate.
with hurried movements, he stripped off his clothes, his breathing heavy and quick. He couldn’t wait any longer and thrust himself inside her. Bella convulsed, crying out in pain, her body tensing as she felt as though he had split her into halves. Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes, and her face turned pale.
Theodore’s heart skipped a beat, fear and regret flooding him. He pulled out instantly. "I am sorry," he stuttered. "Are you okay?"
"It’s painful," Bella whispered, wincing with each word.
Panic-stricken, Theodore scrambled out of bed. "Um... I think we should stop now. I’ll go take a shower," he said, moving toward the bathroom.
"Wait..." Bella’s voice, soft yet urgent, stopped him in his tracks.
He turned hesitantly, his body thrumming with need and suppressed heat. Her naked form only fueled his burning desire, making his arousal even more painful.
"Rest. It’s late now," he suggested, attempting to regain control of his fraying resolve.
But Bella moved to the edge of the bed, grabbing his wrist. "Don’t leave me, please," she pleaded, her eyes reflecting vulnerability and longing.
Theodore’s resolve crumbled at her words. "Are you sure?" he asked, trembling with both desire and concern.
Bella had never been so sure before. She nodded. "Yes."
He cupped her face gently, his eyes clouded with a mix of affection, lust, and worry. He met her lips with a tender kiss, clambering back onto the bed. "Sorry, I was a bit impatient earlier. I’ll try to be more careful this time."