Our Song ON HOLD

24. The First Time

Libbie POV

By the time we got back to the house, I was tired but happy to be home.........home.........this place definitely felt like home to me, Damian felt like home.  By the time I was standing in our room, I had started to wonder why I had ever walked out. Why I hadn't just stayed and talked it through with him.

Yes he'd hurt me but he had every right to be angry, but the fact that he had come to find me, that he had apologised and despite everything had proposed to me showed me that he truly loved me and once again I was completely sure I had found in him what I had spent my life looking for, the love my mother had told me about.

Feeling eyes on me, I turn and find Damian stood in the doorway, watching me, a glass of wine in each hand. All I can do is smile back at him hardly able to believe I had finally found what I had been looking for.

"What?" He asks softly as he walks over and places the glasses on the bedside table "Why are you looking at me like that mi amor"

Silently and slowly I make my way over to him, his eyes never leaving me with each step I take. When I get close he takes hold of my hips and pulls me to him, our gaze fixed on each other.

Reaching up I run my finger tips over his face, taking him in, taking in every detail, I felt like I was looking at him for the first time, like I was really seeing him for the first time, and he was truly beautiful.

"I love you Damian Priest" I whisper as he kisses my fingertips as they glide over his lips

"I love you too Liberty Foster" he says pulling me closer, his lips hovering over mine "can I show you?" He whispers, I nod but only for a second as his lips find mine.

As he kisses me tenderly I feel exactly as I did the very first time he kissed me. Tonight it was like we were together for the first time, and although I felt the same nothing about this was the same, it all felt different like something had changed.......in a good way.

As I kiss him back I slide my hands under his shirt, up his stomach and over his chest, at my touch he takes a sharp intake of breath and then exhales a soft moan against my lips.

Breaking the kiss, he takes hold of my hands and lifts my arms up, his fingertips graze their way back down my arms and the sides of my body until they find the hem of my top. He lifts it up removing it in one swift motion his eyes never leaving mine.

In response I relieve him of his t shirt and then step back from him, with his eyes firmly fixed on me I place my hands behind my back and unclasp my bra, he licks his lips as I discard it and then pulls me flush against his bare chest.

His lips capture mine as his hands slowly slide over my ass and up my back until his hands curl over my shoulders, leaning me back gently he kisses down my throat and over my collar bone before straightening me up.

His lips make their way down my body in a kind of torturous pleasure as my eyes close and my fingers tangle into his hair as I hold his head. As he kisses over my stomach his fingers unzip the back of my skirt and he let's it fall.

Gripping my thong he rips it from my body leaving me gasping, he lifts my leg kissing from my foot to the inside of my thigh before placing it over his shoulder. His tongue finds my soaking wet core and it's all I can do to steady myself.

"Oh.....god" I moan feeling him hum against me as he laps at me contentedly. As the pleasure continues to build, no longer able to stand it I pull his head away from me and remove my leg from his shoulder. I pull him to his feet and crash my lips onto his tasting myself on his tongue.

With all my might and desire I push him until his back hits the wall, I kiss my way down his body just like he had done with me and I feel his breathing speed up. Making short work of his belt, I unzip his jeans and yank them down.

Looking up I keep my eyes on him as I run my tongue over the sensitive tip of his hard cock before taking him in my mouth. His fingers tangle in my hair as he watches me. I feel him start to swell as I pick up speed but all too soon his pulls me off and makes me stand.

Before I can even think he lifts me and switches our places so I am now trapped between the wall and his naked body. I lift myself slightly and watch as he guides himself into me, the second he fills me my eyes close and I lean my head back agaisnt the wall.

His hips begin a slow pleasurable rhythm as he rests his head agaisnt mine. I have no words for the feelings and sensations running through my body right now. Every move of his hips is ecstasy, every gentle moan that escapes his lips is music to my ears.

The pleasure begins to build again and before I know it I'm convulsing around him as he also finds his release. His head still resting agaisnt mine he holds me still as we both gasp for breath, both of us covered in a fine film of sweat.

Gently he pulls out of me and lowers me back to the ground before giving me a loving lingering kiss.

"You are my love, my nightingale and that will never change" he says softly

"Your love is what I've been searching for" I say taking his face in my hands "you really are my dream lover"

"What do you say we take a shower" he says pecking my lips "and then maybe we have a round two.......three..........even four" he smirks

"Easy big man" I smile "let's just have that shower and see where the night takes us"