Dark Blue - Part 1

#10 - You Touch My Eyes and Hypnotize...

Priscilla smiled softly at John. Unhooking her bra while allowing it to fall lazily on the floor, she then took his hands and placed them on her bare breasts. Arching her back slightly to tilt her head back, she exposed her neck to him.

John then began to place soft kisses on her skin. The kisses felt so light she wasn't sure if they were even real. He then began to unbutton his shirt to then lay himself on the bed.

Priscilla hovered stilly over him, staring tentatively into his deep brown eyes.

"You are beautiful, baby doll." He said with a purr.

She reached down for the zipper on his pants and began to slowly remove his trousers and underwear. Tossing her back she began to straddle John over his waist.

"Touch my body." She pleaded softly.

John began to run his fingertips up and down her entire body. His touch danced along her skin causing her to shiver violently with enchantment. Taking hold of her breasts, he began to massage them lightly. He took her erect nipple in his mouth tenderly and began to run his tongue across it, causing her to moan in bliss.

"Oh, John." Priscilla sighed as she peered down to lock eyes with him.

John then lay Priscilla on her back. He kneeled in front of her spread legs, now exposing her wetness. "I want to taste you, kitten." He said with a smile.

John began to trail kisses down her inner thighs until he reached her moist slit. He began to lick her softly, penetrating her slightly with his tongue.

Priscilla's hands darted into Johns hair, gripping it in-between panted sighs.

John's mouth began to lick her deeper and with more urgency in response to her moans. Her hips now grinding toward him, urging him to speed up in pace.

"Oh Daddy, please make love to me." She begged.

John then lifted himself up to fall deep within the tangle of her arms, crushing her body slightly with his weight. He began to kiss her passionately on her lips and neck.

Positioning himself to enter her, he searched Priscilla's eyes once more. She gazed back, a passion drenched look that told John she was ready for this.

John entered her slowly, gasping slightly at her tightness around him, "My god Priscilla, you're so tight." John couldn't help himself, he was being as passionate as he could be.

She moaned in response; John felt his self control slowly slip away from him.

As John began to ride her harder and harder, she started to gasp, "Oh Johnny, you're so big. It hurts." She hissed in pain.

John's willpower began to slowly melt as he felt the thirst for the explicit scenarios which were now being played out within his mind.

"That's because yer so tight. My tight baby girl." He cooed.

He began to hungrily bite at her nipples, causing them to redden slightly. Priscilla then cried out in pain causing John to snap back into reality. What am I doing? I don't want to hurt her; I want to make love to her.

John suddenly stopped.

"Is something wrong?" she asked, confusion painted all over her face.

"I can't do this Priscilla. I can't make love to you. I want to love you but I don't want to hurt you." John said as he pulled out of her.

Priscilla then sat up. Silently, she contemplated her thoughts. Although she had just met John, he felt familiar. She believed John would never hurt her. If he can accept me for who I am, and where I've come from, it would only be fair to accept him for the same; she thought.