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He kissed her back. “Now we’ve had all of each other. We are one as we can be, darlin’.”
“Hmmm. Can we stay like this all day?”
His hand reached around her belly and sought her there, making her move against him, in a most erotic fashion. She moaned aloud. “Oh yes, baby, all the way…”
His hand kept moving in all the right places, stirring the passion between them.
When he exploded inside her, she rode the moment of passion with him. He forestalled the climax as long as they both could hold out, kissing, fondling, touching.
For long moments, he made love to her, until they finally collapsed on the bed.
After a short rest, she cuddled up to him.
“Why’d you kiss me that first time…?” she challenged.
He smiled, kissing her nipples, then her mouth. Pulling away, he explained. “When we first met, part of falling in love was that you just came out and said what you wanted. You wanted a kiss. I didn’t know how old you were for sure, but I did know how provocative you were. That silly dress you wore was plastered to you, but even then I saw your nipples pebbling against it in the rain. I didn’t want to see them, because those flashing eyes of yours already alerted me to the female parts of you. Your young breasts peaked through the thin cotton of that dress, announcing your young womanhood to me, and I was mesmerized. Those dark perky nipples of yours, so round and tempting. Just on the verge of womanhood, you stood out like a ripe little peach to me. I didn't want to be aware of you, but I couldn't help it. The way your hips swayed when you walked, I'd never seen a girl so unaware of herself and yet so ready for the taking. It stirred me. Made me curious, made me want to see more. I'd never noticed a girl's breast before yours, or hips you had something about you that stood out from every girl I’d ever known. The way you moved. And then you challenged me…to kiss you. I knew we were both thinkin’ the same thing. What would it be like? We both wanted it. You made it pretty plain. I couldn’t resist you, even then.”
She chuckled. “I was brazen, wasn’t I?”
“Hmm…but what you didn’t know was that I wanted to kiss you ever since you came out of the bushes.”
“You couldn’t have…”
“I did.”
“But I was a sight. My hair was dripping wet, my clothes were plastered…”
“Yeah, I know…I saw. I saw the cruve of your hips, the pout of your breasts, the small of your waist, and those beautiful full lips.”
“I was a mess that day.”
“You were provocative. I'd never seen a girl’s nipples before. I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. Sure stirred the imagination in me
.”
She laughed. “I was such a mess.”
“Didn’t matter at the time, we were both young and curious as hell. You pursed those lips, full and luscious, flashed those eyes, and sauntered over to my horse. I almost fell off the dang horse watchin’ you. Your dress rode up when you climbed on the horse, you didn’t see that, those legs were showin’ and I was squirmin’.”
“I was just a kid…I couldn’t tempt a fly.”
“I don’t know. I don’t know how a sixteen year old girl could be that provocative, and not even a woman yet. Not even know what you were doin' to me. But somehow, you were just so aware of coming into a woman. Like you wanted someone to prove it to you. But you made me take notice of you, look at you, want you.” He looked at her strangely, his hand going over her heated flesh as he spoke. “I felt guilty for wanting you, for a long, long time, but it didn’t keep me from loving you all through the years. I thought about you all during the war, thought how I shouldn’t be thinking of you. You were just a kid, I had no right, but it didn’t stop the wanting. Told myself, how it would never work, but none of that mattered. It was you I saw in my dreams, held in my arms.”
“You wanted me then?” She gasped.
“Sure I did. I was twenty, never had a girl, and for some reason I was attracted to you. Your lips looked soft and sweet and I wanted to taste them. Just to see if they were that sweet. But when you reached up and kissed me good-bye and pressed yourself up against me…well, I’m sure you knew then how bad I wanted that last kiss.”
“I felt that you were hard and ready, but I tried to ignore it. I wasn't sure what that meant, but I was flattered that I could make you…sorta come alive. I wasn’t even sure what I was ignoring. Told myself I was imagining things, a white boy couldn’t want a black girl.” A few minutes later, she moved. “That was so…wonderful. So innocently wonderful. You know I’ve been your slave ever since, don’t you?”
“You’re not my slave. Don’t ever call yourself that again.”
“Oh honey, that’s not a bad kind of slave, it’s a good one. I wanted you to take me that day. My underclothes were wet and I didn’t understand why. Things were happening to me; it was new, exciting and scary all at once. I remember so well. I thought my sisters were raped, but I wanted you to make love to me. To show me there was a difference somewhere. When I looked at you I knew you wouldn’t be cruel or mean, but sweet and tender. I needed to know right then that someone in the world would be that way.”
“I wouldn’t have taken you then, no matter what. You were still a child.”
“I guess I was…but I knew you could make a woman out of me. And once you kissed me I knew I’d never be a child again. I’d never have the innocence of a child again. I’d always want you. And now?” She glanced at him with a sultry smile.
“Now—you’re my woman, and always have been,” he declared, kissing her once more to prove it.
