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tifully shaped. She pulled it over her head, and the wig flew off, and she started to pick it up, but he shook his head, "No, I want all of you, not that. Your hair is your crown and glory. I want you, all of you. Your hair is so beautiful, and I want to run my hands through it."
She smiled again, with a slight blush, she slowly turned around and his eyes widened, as they feasted on her beautifully formed breasts. For a small woman, she had a most womanly set of breasts. He was speechless for a moment as he stared at her there.
"And to think I helped you bind them." He shook his head with amazement.
She finished pulling it off and he gasped again as she turned to let him have his first look at her. His eyes feasted upon her breasts, her hips and to the red curls of her womanhood.
"I'm a little too big here," she motioned.
He shook his head slowly, his eyes devouring her. "You're perfect."
"Well, I don't think I'd call myself perfect… "
"I would," he whispered and bent to put his lips around one nipple as his hand took the other and massaged it. His touch was soft and gentle. Every stroke of his hand was a caress. The way his fingertips moved over one beautiful globe, like a feather stroking her. But his lips made love to the other and she swooned, throwing her chest out so he could touch her easily. She obviously hadn't expected him to dip his head and kiss her there. But it was much more than a kiss. He made love to her breast, his lips surrounding the sweet dusty rose of one nipple, his tongue flicking gently over it, as his hand massaged the other breast.
Lissa lost breath as his soft breath caressed her.
She moaned a little raggedly, "I've never, this is, I didn't expect… Oh my God," she threw back her head and pushed her chest out toward him once more encouraging him to take what was his, she offered them up to him, and he ran a hand to her back to hold her there. His manipulations stirred something deep inside her. Her stomach roiled with a white-hot fever, she was no longer thinking, just reacting to his kisses. The sensations washing through her from his touches made her quiver with anticipation of what was to come.
"I never imagined how beautiful you might be." He whispered as he lowered her to the bed and stared down at her. "You are more than I ever expected." He smiled warmly at her now. He laid beside her to kiss and lave her breasts. He was such a tender lover, she felt her whole body ignite with a slow growing fire. The way his tongue barely touched the tip of her nipple in such a teasing manner had her squirming.
His hand went around her then, pulling her up to her feet once more, in the middle of the bed he cupped her butt bringing her hard against him, "Do you feel what you do to me?" he asked, almost panting.
Her eyes opened and she nodded, the desire in her matching the feel of his bulging shaft.
He pushed the covers back and sat on the edge of the bed removing what was left of his clothes. He stared at her naked form, admiring her in the darkness of the room, from her bare feet, to her round bottom to her full breast. "I have never seen a more beautiful woman." He declared. "The curve of your body is so beautiful. And I cannot wait to take you and make you mine."
She finally found her voice, "I've been yours for a while now, you just didn't realize it." She said breathlessly as her eyes dropped to look at him.
"Had I known what was beneath all those clothes I would have taken you the day I helped bind your breasts. I still can't believe I was strong enough to resist you that day. I was nearly shaking to keep my hands from you."
"I'm sorry my breasts are too big," she looked almost sadly at him. "It has been a hinderance all my life."
He stared into her eyes incredulously. "They are so full, so round, so perfect. You are as if God had made you for me. I could not ask for a more perfect woman, Lissa." His head bent and his lips covered one nipple as his hand massaged the other. "They will feed our babies well. And I will make love to them for the rest of my life. It will be my pleasure to take very good care of them." He promised as he held her in his arms and kissed her sweet lips.
"You are the only man I've ever looked at like this." She stared as he slid onto the bed beside her. For long moments they both just stared at each other from head to toe.
He turned his head in question, "I don't understand."
She let out a shy chuckle. "Oh… I hate admitting it, but when you had a fever, I ran my hand over your chest, I couldn't help it. I'd never touched a man like that before."
"Like what?" he grinned.
She blushed, "Don't think too badly of me. My hand fell on your nipple and it hardened to a knot. I'd never seen anything like it, I had to touch it, and it hardened even more. I ran my hands over you, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have, but it was so new to me, and the feelings it created made my heart flutter." She admitted. "I've never been that familiar with any man."
"Did it please you?"
"Yes," she blushed even more now. "I looked at your hip and your thigh. I have to tell you, I wanted to touch you there too. Am I terribly wicked?" she asked with a sadness.
"There is nothing wicked about nature Lissa. It was human nature to be curious. Do you honestly think I have not wanted to feast my eyes upon you? That lacy thing under your dress, drove me crazy. And every time you tore you slip off, I wanted to see more of you there too. And then when I helped bind you, my God, how I wanted to run my hands around you and make love to you there."
"I've always been ashamed of my breast." She bowed her head shyly.
"Why, they are magnificent." He countered.
She stared into his eyes. "When I went to school the boys would make fun of me because I matured sooner than the other girls. It embarrassed me. I became ashamed of them as they were always drawing pictures and saying ugly things."
He popped himself on an elbow and leaned to kiss her lips, "There is nothing ugly about you, Lissa. Nothing."
