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Talin crawled a step closer to kiss my belly, then another so his mouth could reach my sternum. The third pace put him even with my face, but he paused to wipe his lips before leaning in to kiss me.
I hesitated when I tasted something new, and he noticed. "First time to taste yourself on a man?" he asked.
"Yeah," I whispered.
"Mm. Arms around my neck, beautiful. Let's move a little higher."
I grabbed him and held on. Talin shoved an arm beneath me and heaved, crawling another pace forward with me. Together, we crashed back to the bed, his chest pressed into mine, and something hard poked against the inside of my hip.
"You sure you want to do this?" he asked. "I won't be upset if you say no."
I wanted to so badly that I ached with it. What he'd done felt so good, but I needed him inside me. That didn't mean I wasn't scared about it hurting. I'd heard the stories about the blood, but I also knew it didn't last. A pinch at worst, they said. Less if he was careful, and I had a feeling Talin was the kind of man to be very careful. I just had to let him know.
"I've never..." I couldn't even finish the sentence.
Resting on his forearm, he turned his wrist so his fingers could caress my face. "Then maybe that's enough for tonight, hm?"
"No, I want to, I just figured you should know that I haven't."
I heard him swallow. "I'll take care of you, Nari. I promise."
I leaned up for his mouth, and he met me hard. His kisses were almost as frantic as mine, and I wasn't sure if that was from nerves, desire, or both. I also didn't care. I could feel him, every inch of his lean, hard body between my legs, his erection pressing into the hollow of my hip, and the aching need in my core, begging to be filled.
When I wrapped a leg around the back of his thigh, he shoved his hand against the bed to lift himself up. A twist of his hips put his cock between my folds, but at the wrong angle. I almost moved to help, but then he flexed into me, sliding his length over my already-stimulated clit. I could feel my slickness lubricating him, which made it feel even better when he slid back down. Over and over, he thrust against rather than into me, but it felt as good as his mouth had a moment ago.
"Tell me when you're close, baby," he breathed. "Because you feel so good, just like this."
"Harder," I begged.
He leaned into it and kept going, bending so his mouth found mine again. The pace of our tongues was set by our bodies, and my hands roamed the muscles of his back, loving how it felt when he curled into me. It didn't take long before I felt that pressure again, the intense tingling that made me want to squirm.
"Talin," I whispered.
He pulled back, I felt the head of his dick slide down my seam, and then he found my opening. Slowly, he pressed in, giving my body time to accept him. It was tight, making me brace, but he reached between us, his thumb finding my clit. There, he rubbed small circles until I couldn't even think. I could only pant at the sensations, and I felt him slip inside.
My body tensed, making him pause, but it didn't hurt. It felt... new. Full. Good. I thought he'd withdraw, but I was wrong. As slowly as before, he pressed in a little deeper, until his hips were all the way against mine. Again, he paused, and then withdrew.
"You ok?" he asked.
My teeth were holding my lip, but I nodded, knowing he would feel it. "That's good."
"So fucking good," he agreed, his hand still working me higher.
I grabbed his arm, pulling it away. "That's not the part I want."
Which made him move a little faster, using long thrusts to slide inside my body. I could feel his thighs flex with each one, and my legs gave me the purchase to lift into him, changing the angle slightly. We both groaned, because that felt good, yet he wouldn't lose control. This man, thisstranger, refused to take from me without giving back.
As he rocked into me, he bent for my lips, and I finally stopped thinking. This was good. It didn't hurt. It felt like that piece I'd always been missing. His hips ground into my pelvis, adding pressure to my clit with each thrust. His occasional grunts were so sexy, making me feel powerful in some way. The passion with which he kissed me, as if he was dying for another taste, left me feeling beautiful, treasured, and honestly desired.
This was the pleasure of the body. Pure, innocent, and completely honest, it was the foundation from which everything else was built, including my fears. But I had nothing to be afraid of. I didn't hate this, I loved it. I wanted more of it, and Talin was giving it. Harder, faster, and even deeper, he kept going until something ignited.
Like sparks under my skin, every inch of my body woke up. My muscles tensed, my walls squeezed, and I pulled my mouth from his to bury my face in his shoulder as my nails sank into his skin. He kept going, riding my pulses, drawing them out, until his body shuddered in mine. Warmth filled me, then my lover let out a shaky sigh of completion.
For a moment, neither of us moved as we caught our breath, but eventually, he rolled off me. Fumbling with the edge of the blankets, he managed to pull them back. Then he grabbed me, rolled, and flopped them over both of us.
"You still ok, beautiful?"
"Mhm," I mumbled, snuggling in against his chest. "That was everything I'd hoped for."
