A Taste Of Desire

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I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I was going to, and I didn’t want to rush her. So I let my mouth move against hers, my tongue slipping into her mouth as my hands stroked over her body. I was still wearing my jeans, and I wanted to take them off, but she stopped me. “You go first,” she said, and I nodded. I kissed her again and then rolled over onto my back, my hands undoing my belt. I heard her breathe out, and I looked over at her. “Are you okay?” I asked, and she nodded. “Yeah,” she said. “I’m just...nervous.” I understood that; I was too. But I knew we were in this together, and we’d figure it out. I smiled, sliding my hand over her hip. “We’re in this together,” I reminded her, and she nodded again. She looked nervous, her eyes wide and her cheeks red. But she was smiling, and I knew she was okay. “I know,” she said. “It’s just...you’re bigger than I thought you’d be.” I laughed, sliding my hand into hers as she sat up. “I promise I’ll be gentle,” I said, and she smiled, leaning forward to kiss me. I cupped her cheek, my mouth moving against hers as I felt my cock twitch against the bedspread. She was watching me, her eyes bright as I kissed her again. “Okay,” she said, and I nodded. I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I was going to. So I pulled her onto my lap, my hands sliding over her ass as I kissed her deeper. Her body was soft against mine, and I wanted her to feel good, to make sure she enjoyed this as much as I was going to. I kissed her harder as my hands slid over her skin. She was warm, soft, and I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I pulled back, looking down at her as she sat straddled over my lap. “You sure?” I asked, and she nodded. “I’m sure,” she said. “I love you.” I smiled, sliding my hands over her ass. “I love you too,” I said, and she leaned forward, kissing me again. I wanted her so badly, and I knew she wanted me too. So I kissed her harder, my hands sliding over her ass. I wanted her to feel good, and I knew I could make her. I stood up, lifting her with me. I wanted to make love to her, to make sure she enjoyed this.

I wanted her to feel good, and I knew she wanted me too. So I kissed her harder, my hands sliding over her ass as I carried her to the bed. I set her down, my hands sliding over her body as I stood in front of her. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered, and she smiled. I kissed her again, my mouth moving over hers as I undressed her. She was soft, warm, and I wanted to make love to her. She was my everything, and I wanted to make sure she felt good. She was breathing hard as I slid her panties off, her legs spread as she looked at me. “You’re so beautiful,” I whispered, and she blushed, her eyes bright as she smiled at me. I slid my finger over her pussy, her body arching up as I pushed inside of her. “God,” she breathed against my lips, and I smiled