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“Someone might come in…” she protested when she found her voice.
He pulled her back into a dark alcove of the dining room, far away from the doorway, a place he could steal a glance, hold her, kiss her, love her. His hand quickly flicked the buttons of her shirt away, spreading it from her so he could look at her. He threw the shirt to the floor, then lifted the camisole over her head and stared at her, his eyes devouring her.
His eyes feasted on her. “At last I can see them, touch them, kiss them…”
His head dipped to take a nipple into his mouth and he moaned the pleasure it gave them both. She threw back her head and sighed aloud thrusting herself upward so he could touch her better. She offered herself to him. He needed no more invitation.
“Lord, honey, I need you to love me…” she cried, lifting her breast for his laving. Throwing back her head, and tiptoeing, she gave him leave to kiss her there as much as he wanted. She sighed and squeezed and finally her hand went back to him and touched his shaft through his clothes and she moaned.
He pulled her breasts together and smothered his nose and lips against her there.
“I’ve dreamed of touching you here,” he said as his fingers massaged her aching breast.
“I need you inside me…” she wailed, throwing her head back and allowing him every pleasure with her heated body. His lips went up her neck, over the bridge of her nose and down again to her waiting lips.
“Honey,” He stopped to look into her love drugged eyes. “If we go much further, you are gonna be naked, and I’m gonna be crawling inside you.”
“Don’t promise what you can’t give…” she murmured.
“Not like this. Not taken in a rush. Your first time should be gentle and loving. I won’t hurt you Hattie. I love you too much to take an unfair advantage. But one day, we will be together, I promise. Not just a stolen moment of loving.” He kissed her hard on the mouth, his tongue delving inside her throat, his hand moving to her breast again, tugging at the nipple with his thumb. They puckered against his fingertips.
He fell to his knees so he could reach her breasts much easier. He pulled her hard against him. His hand slid up and down her breasts, sweeping them up one at a time, circling the nipple slowly, then kissing them slowly, pulling one into his mouth deeply, massaging her with his tongue, swirling the tips as they puckered.
Pulling away he stared up at her.
“You have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen. Full, and round and always so alive when I touch them, or even just look at them. I’ve dreamed of touching them…” he whispered, leaving her mouth to touch her there once more, his hand manipulating her nipples. "And the color…so beautiful. God, I love the difference in the color of our skin, so dark, and beautiful."
"Only you, my Lee, would say something so wonderful…" she gasped, “I’ve never done this…But you gotta take what is yours, what has always been yours…” she panted, undoing the top button on her pants and staring into his eyes.
He paused, his lips slipping toward her pants, his breathing eratic, he pulled her so her skin burrowed into his face, and his nose pushed further against the material that hid her from him. Her skin felt like silk, so soft to his touch. He shook with his need of her. He laid his head against her lower belly, sniffing the sweet love scent of her, feeling the heat of her. "You offer me so much. You always have. And I do want you, my love."
Then he stopped, she felt the tremble in his hand, as it moved against her pants and then stilled.
“I know you’re a virgin, sweetheart. That’s why it won’t be up against a wall, or on the floor. Like I’m thinking right now. This is going to take all the strength I have to not take you right here and right now. Right now it sounds like heaven. But I’d regret that later. You are a lady, and I want to treat you like one. When I do take you, it will be because neither of us can stand it any longer. And in a bed, like it should be. Where I can touch, and look, and feel and taste you, all of you. We will be together I promise you that. You’re my woman, and you’ve got to know it. You always have been mine. Ever since a little girl came up to me boldly and challenged me to make a woman out of her.”
“I love you Hattie, I always have…” The air hit them as he came up and kissed her mouth again, and he pulled her so her breasts flattened against him, her round nipples puckering with excitement against his skin. “I’ve wanted to feel your breasts against me for so long. You are so beautiful. You take my breath away.” He smothered her with another kiss. “You’re so full and round and kissable.”
“I feel as though I’m melting into you, I’m wet and hot between my legs all the time. Every time I look at you and you are undressing me with your eyes. I see it, feel it, want it. Is that how it’s supposed to be? I don’t know…I know I shouldn’t feel this way about you. You’re a white man, I'm black. But I can't control my feelings for you. I couldn't when I was a kid, I can't now. I shouldn’t talk of it. But you’re the only man that can make me feel this way. Is this the way it’s supposed to be, me standin’ here on fire, dripping with love for you?” she asked, her lips sliding up and down his neck, caressing, nipping, loving. Then one leg came up to encircle his hip again as she pulled him against her once more and she moaned as she pressed herself into him and felt his shaft hard and strong against her through the material of his pants.
He pulled away to look into her eyes. “Yes my darling Hattie…I want you to know something. As much as I love your beautiful body, it isn’t just that. It’s so much more than that… I love your spirit, your boldness, your caring.”
She smiled now at him. “Don’t you think I know that. I loved the young man who took care of a little boy who lost his father, I watched in the darkness that night, and I tried not to feel anything, but I did. I couldn’t believe a white man could care so. And you rescued a girl who didn’t know what she was doing when she fell in love with your goodness. I couldn’t believe you wanted to take care of us. That you didn’t care that I was black and kissed me anyway, like you did. That’s what made me fall in love with you. And later, I realized you could have taken me then if you’d have been a bad man. You didn’t, you protected me, even from yourself.”
“Sometimes people can look at each other and just know…Hattie. That’s the way it was with us. We can’t make love here…but yes my sweet, that’s how it is supposed to be. Your body is just readying itself for me. Don’t ever be ashamed of it, it's as natural and old as time itself,” he said and ran his hand down the side of her breasts.. She deliberately moved her hips toward him.
With regret, he let his hand move away, and began putting her back together. His eyes blazed into her. “Don’t you know—you’re already mine—”
He sealed that with a kiss that burned into her.
"Some day, Hattie, we'll be married as we should be. I promise…"
"Don't," she looked into his eyes. "Don't promise me that. It's a beautiful dream, but just a dream."
"No, my sweet, I will find a way. I love you Hattie, and I’m not ashamed to admit it to you or anyone else. And someday, someway, we will be married." He kissed her once more and she moaned raggedly at the fire of the kiss. "In the eyes of God, we already are."
He kissed her slowly, thoroughly. He pulled on her lower lips, making her open to him as he deepened the kiss.
When they came up for air, she smiled slowly, sexily. “You know I’m yours…” she said, moving so he could take any advantage as she thrust herself up for his tender kisses again. “I’ve known it for a long time. I never wanted anyone but you. I don't know why we got such a burnin' love for each other, but God knows it's real. When I thought you died, I wanted to die too, so I could be with you. I don't know why God himself put us together so, but I'll never quit lovin' you…”
