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He slid his hands around her lower back and eased her close to him. She felt his breath on her belly. He kissed her again, but this time his head began to shift lower, toward her core. She dragged in a breath, knowing what he intended to do, barely able to wait.
Then she felt his hot lips at her core, sensed his fingers on the soft flesh on the inside of her thighs. His lips explored her, finding her, opening her slightly.
She moaned and felt her body quiver. Every nerve was alive like never before. She felt his fingers ease upwards toward her core.
And then one of his fingers found her most sensitive area. This time she couldn't control the moan which leapt from her. She leaned forward, pushing against him, seeking more, wanting to encourage him.
His finger began to circle slowly, expertly. She felt his warm breath against her mound as his lips kissed her slowly. Feeling flamed in every nerve. She wasn't sure she was going to remain standing for much longer, so intense was the pleasure.
As if sensing that, she felt his other hand hold her hip steady, ensuring she could continue to enjoy every moment, every subtle circling of his finger on her nub.
Her heart was racing and her pulse was pounding in her ears. It was all she could do to control her breathing, stop herself from feeling light-headed.
Then she could feel her climax coming. Her first with him. His fingers moved faster, but never too fast and never to hard. His touch was delicate and soft, but every movement took her closer to the peak.
Then, suddenly the wave swept over her, and her entire body quivered, shaking with ecstasy. He held onto her with both hands, holding her tight, kissing her belly as she submitted to the sheer, overwhelming pleasure.
Her whole body shook and it was as if every nerve flamed into life. Her core ignited with ecstasy and she crashed forward onto him, but he held her steady, stopping her from falling.
The wave subsided and she could hardly believe how intense the feeling had been. Could hardly contain her incredulity that he could make her feel like that.
He eased her body down onto the bed beside him. They lay alongside each other, and he gazed at her.
There was wonder in his gaze.
He wrapped her in his arms, holding her close. She allowed him to hold her like that for a while. The feelings in her body, the feelings he had called forth, softened eventually. She was left feeling a wondrous sense of warmth and calm.
Gemma stroked the side of his face and gazed at him. She could see how much that had meant to him, jut by the expression in his eyes.
Did Ahmed have any idea how he had made her feel?
Of course he did, she told herself. His touch had been expert and sensitive. Experienced. She tried not to think about how he had acquired that experience.
Right now, that didn't matter.
All that did matter was that this was just the beginning.
She felt his hard, warm naked body against her and just enjoyed the feel of it for a while. The strength contained in his body made her think of what was to come next.
She saw a sudden eagerness appear in his eyes and he sat up, kneeling alongside her. He was still wearing his boxers.
She gazed at his thickness inside the shorts and felt her throat tighten. She asked herself what it would feel like to have him inside her.
Then he hooked his thumbs along the top of the shorts and slid them down off his hips. His fullness was revealed in all its glory. She felt heat on her cheeks, watching him come to full nakedness as he discarded the shorts with an impatient gesture.
Ahmed paused a few moments, almost as if he was allowing her to gaze on him, to take in the sight of his hardness. He slid a hand down and briefly held himself. He was fully aroused now, as hard as he could be. It was huge and thick, and again she wondered what it would feel like once he entered her.
As if to remove all her doubts, he eased across her and lay softly on top of her, taking the weight of his body with his elbows. The feel of him over her renewed the quivering pleasure of moments before.
His body was hard and hot.
She curled her hands around his biceps and felt the muscles shake slightly.
Was that with the effort of not wanting to crush her, or was it an sign of his pleasure? She could feel the tension in those muscles. Was he just trying to hold onto himself? Trying not to be overwhelmed with her closeness, with the pleasure that was about to come?
She opened her legs slightly and she felt his firmness pressing at her core. He gazed down at her and there was one last question in those eyes.
This was what she really wanted.
