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He stared at her body and his eyes took her all in.
He reached to chuck his leggings away. Then he turned to her.
She couldn't bring herself not to look down at his manhood that was at the ready for her. She never seen a man's shaft. She reached to touch it softly, then looked up at him with a hot blush.
He laid opposite her and for a long while his eyes and hands explored her. He took a finger and feathered it down her arm, down to her small waist and rounded hips.
Then she touched his cheek, kissed his lips and let her finger go over him, stopping here and there as she admired him.
"You are so strong, so lean and hard. I have looked upon you so many times, wanting so much more… "
"Do I please you?" he asked with a tempting smile.
"You heat my insides when I look at you. I've never felt so wanton with a man before. I've longed to look at you like this. To touch… " she said softly. "Is it sinful this lust I have to feast my eyes upon you?"
"I am yours and you are mine, and we will soon be one." He told her and took her lips in a kiss that had him moving over her and caressing her everywhere.
His lips were like a lighted fire, going over her, heating her, making her squirm for more, when his lips touched the tips of her nipples, over and over. She felt his strong hard shaft move against her thigh and she began to move with him. If he kissed her breasts, she would push out her chest to give him his leave. He took what she thought was ugly and he made it beautiful. He filled her with a new confidence she'd never experienced. He would kiss one and fondle the other. She moaned the pleasure his lips evoked. She buried her head against his neck and kissed him until he went lower. When he went lower to caress her belly, she squirmed with wants and needs that would come soon.
"Oh Moon, this need grows inside me." She whispered.
"Yes, my love, soon we will be one, and I will quench your needs with my love." He whispered. "I am as eager as you to make you mine, but I will not deprive you of all the pleasures of making love either."
"The pleasure may kill me… " she cried.
"Yes, I feel the same. Let it build, let those feeling lose and give cau
tion to the wind. What we do, we do in the name of love."
But then, he moved lower, and he spread her legs, and for a long moment he just stared. She looked down, "What are you doing?" she asked, reaching for his strong arms.
"I am looking at you, my sweet. You are so beautiful, God made you so perfect." He smiled.
His hands went up and down her legs, kissing her there. Then without warning his head lowered and his mouth covered her womanhood, his tongue shot out and licked, and she squirmed, clawing the bed for more. He supped upon her there, wetting her, pleasing her, kissing her with such sweet thrusts of his hot tongue. His nose nudged the sweet womanly lips apart and he found the secret core of her lovemaking. He licked it, and she almost came off the bed, it was such an erotic surprise. "Moon… oh Moon!" she cried, raising her hips naturally to meet his lips and tongue as he laved her over and over until she was moving all over the bed and thrusting herself toward him. It was unexpected, but her body responded quickly.
She had heard many white women say that making love was just a chore, but this was no chore, this was like some beautiful storm unleashing her inhibitions. She felt her body respond and beg for more of his touches and kisses. She felt a fine sweat pepper her upper lip, as he continued to make love to her with his mouth. She wanted to give him everything. Her body ached for his touches now. She felt something building inside her. Something she had no control over.
He saw the way her body reacted and smiled, "Enjoy, as I pleasure my sweet Lissa."
"Oh my God, Moon, how can it feel so wonderful."
"Let it please you my sweet. Let go and enjoy my lovemaking with you. For I am preparing you for more." He whispered as his breathing became like a pant and his tongue touched her, so she practically danced on the bed for him and suddenly, it happened. As she released herself and relaxed the orgasm took her over. She moved so erotically against him then that he could do nothing but keep laving her, his tongue flicking against the sweet throb of her womanhood. She raised herself in the air for him and let it spread over her with such shocking enjoyment. The sweet swelling core throbbed for his touches. Then she collapsed against him.
He came up to her breasts, kissing them as little quakes of the orgasm spread through her again.
"What was that Moon, what happened to me?" she panted, her fingers playing in his hair now as he caressed her. She pulled at his hair gently, her fingers sifting through his thick black hair, pulling it gently.
"That was me loving you, my sweet, readying you for what is to come."
"And what is to come?"
"I have marked you with my love, but I have yet to make you mine, and create our oneness. Your body responds to me, like it knows I am part of you. And now I make ready to claim you as my own." He smiled, as he looked up into her shining eyes. "It is your first time to be with a man?"
"Yes, I'm afraid so… "
"Do not be afraid as I will make it as pleasurable as I possibly can."
"I am yours," she cried. "I have been since the kiss in the tree, and even more so when the hornets attacked, but now, I know we are one. I know it in my heart, I feel it in my body. Is it always this way when people make love?"
