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TAMARA'S POV

I'm standing being held in his arms, against my will, am I though? The drum in his chest beats a rhythm telepathic to my senses.

His hands firm but not harsh. It tells of his need not lust, need. Something more meaningful flows from within him radiating into me and I don't want to fight it so I stand there being held willingly.

"I want more" and my ears perk up and he continues " but if you do want the same, I come with flaws, I myself haven't yet figured out, or worked through understand? Flaws I'm not ready to talk about tonight, but we will at some point but promise you won't leave when I lose control of them and they surface"

Then he kisses my forehead, walks away leaving me standing there.

He wants more I should be happy but I'm here undecided now... conflicted, the irony of it all.
I know he has flaws but I have no idea what they are. I can sense they run deep and dark....can I live with them? I feel heavier now that I have an answer. Do I want him, am I inlove with him enough to look beyond whatever it is that's buried within him. Do I go, do I stay...am I truly inlove?

I stood there in the dimly lit room looking at him sitting out on the balcony. My feet start moving towards him, his body looks relaxed seated with his back to me, my body the opposite, just rigid. He turns to look at me. His eyes finding mine. His eyes said more than words, so I made my decision whether or not I know what his flaws are I want this man.

"I'm scared." I watched him looking at me. "I want to know what your troubles are and what troubles you, but I want you to know when you are ready to tell or show me-

He cuts me off when he pulls me to straddle him, holding me close as if I was trying to escape him. His head was resting in my bossom. I felt the tension in his body dissappear pulling mine with it as I sat there holding his head.

My man's head and I smiled inwardly, finally mine.

How long we held each other like this could have been forever and it wouldn't have mattered. Then I felt him, I felt his head move. I looked down at him looking into his eyes I felt my pussy jump and my panties moisten.

Like a virgin it's new to me each time he arouses me, but this time I've fully surrendered, I'm his. His to do with as he damn well pleases.

I leaned in devouring his lips, his hands massaging my breasts. The feeling of his dick fully inflated through the thin material covering my crotch.
"Mmmmmm " escaped my throat.

His fingers were now rubbing my slit through my damp underwear, I was so near thrusting my hips to increase my pleasure but he slowed

"Please baby please no don't.  FUCK!!!" he now plunged two fingers, two knuckles deep ripping my orgasm through me. My eyes are wide but seeing darkness as my body trembled like an epileptic.

I fell forward hugging him for balance trying to regain my composure. "Oh baby thank you I managed to whisper in his ears with my eyes now closed.

I then felt his fingers retreat from within my depths. Opening my eyes I saw fire in his. A fire that expanded his lust and unquenchable need for whatever it is that I possessed and I would soon consume us both.

I was lifted and placed on the table. I watched as he stood back undressing himself.  I proceeded to do the same

"Who said you should do that?" He asked with a most lusty but domineering tone.

"But-
"But nothing Tami, leave it" I was now literally hot but obeyed, drinking in his nakedness under the moonlight, now glowing from his body.

I could hear my heart beating through my temples as I watched him closing the distance between us. His hands seer my skin as they run up the length of my legs beneath my dress pulling it up as it goes along.