Oh my god! I was so scared of reaching this point in our relationship. This part was what I knew would make or break us. I tried to push away all the stupid comments I remembered coming from my ex when we would get physical. I knew Dante was different but stuff like that is hard to get over. I was still trying to teach my brain and my heart to move on. I wanted Dante. So much. I wanted to run my hands all over his skin. To explore all the bulging muscles I knew he worked hard for. I wanted to follow a trail down his body with my tongue and memorize his flavor on my tongue.
I couldn't think when I saw his cock. All the negative thoughts I'd had flew out the window as I saw his it spring free of his boxers. He was huge! I'm not a virgin but I've only ever been with one other guy. Even then, it was only a couple times. That thing could split me in two! Oh but it was beautiful. My ex was not thick or long, it was skinny and didn't get the job done. But Dante? I could stare at him all day and be satisfied with just that. I looked up at him from where I was on my knees. He made my body burn with the way he looked at me. I could see his body shaking.
He grinned down at me with half lidded eyes. He reached for me, sat me on the bed and began to push me back on the bed. I reached for the light and flipped it back off. Instead of continuing he stopped cold. What?!
He flipped it back on and looked confused, "Babe, why did you turn it off?"
Shit, it was just nature to me. I knew I was gonna mess this up for us. My ex didn't enjoy looking at my body and would always have us in the dark. He said that my body needed improvements. That until I got it where it needed to be he didn't want to see it naked. How was I supposed to explain to Dante? The guy wouldn't even let me touch him during sex. He would have me keep my hands to my sides. Thinking back to that, I realized how messed up that relationship really was.
"Uh, well I mean, I like the lights off." I paused, "That way you won't have to look. At my body."
He just stood there in silence for a while. I was beginning to think he changed his mind, so I began to sit up.
"Wait! Cam, why would you think I didn't want to see your body?" he sighed and looked mad now. "Ok Cam, I've been trying to give you time and space but I need to know. Why do you think your body isn't good?"
"I, uh, well, I've always been a thick girl, my body is not unmarked you know? I have stretch marks and I have love handles. I'm probably not even what you're used to having." I looked down because I could feel the sting of tears approaching and I didn't want him to see. My parents had always told me I was beautiful but when the person who you're with, the one you thought was your everything, tells you it's disgusting. Well, it affects your psyche.
"Babe," he said in a stern voice, "I want the real story."
"Ugh, you want me to tell you how the only guy I've ever been with hated my body so much that he made me wear baggy clothes to hide it? And the few times we had sex it had to be in the dark? That I wasn't allowed to touch him during sex? That since then, I've been to afraid to have sex with a-anyone!?" Great, I was crying now, so much for moving on.
Honestly I thought I had killed our moment, but then he came and sat next to me on the bed and held me. He cradled me into his lap. I was still dressed but he was deliciously naked, and I could still feel his hard cock poking at me. How was he still hard?
"Babe, I don't know who that idiot was but I swear if I ever meet him I will end him. How did you even end up with a guy like that? You're so smart and good and I mean you don't take my shit so how you took his, I can't figure." He paused for a moment and leaned down to kiss me and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "But babe, I've told you this before, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I mean, I had you meet my dad! I've never taken a girl to him before." He shook his head. "Anyway, if you let me one day, I will show you just how beautiful and sexy your body is. I won't pressure you into anything. As much as I want you, I want you to feel comfortable and be ready. I don't want you to feel like you have to return the favor or prove anything to me. All these curves and all those brains do for me is make me lose control. You know, I've never pursued a woman like I've done with you? You're worth it babe. Don't forget it."
I couldn't believe the sweet words. This gorgeous man kept throwing knocking down through all my barriers. He made me come out of my little shell. I loved that about him. Uh, whoa. Love? Wow. I guess I was falling in love with him. I just hoped he felt the same way. So it hit me in that moment, that unlike Jared, my ex, Dante held me in public. He even told Karim I was his woman. He kept getting jealous when men's attention was on me. Jared never cared, and never even seemed to notice. God, Dante was something else. He made me realize that I needed someone like him to make me realize how happy I could be. Because, I was happy. These last couple weeks with him had been the best I'd ever had. If I thought about it, I knew I could never let him go. I wanted to spend all my time with him. I wanted to be with him. I wasn't about to let my issues let me miss this shot at happiness with him. So I made my decision, I wanted this beautiful man to show me, I wanted to know what my body did for him. I wanted him to love my body.
"Dante?" I whispered.
He looked back down and smiled at me, "Yeah babe?"
"Show me." I looked at him with what I hoped looked like determination and truth.
"Babe, are you sure you're ready? I can wait. I mean, you did a wonderful job of taking care of me already." He chuckled.
I couldn't help but return his smile, "Yes, take me, show me what my body does to you. I want to feel it. Now."
He grinned wider, "Oh, I'm sure you can feel already." He shifted. I did, but I wanted more.
"Show me," I told him again.
His eyes took on a dark look. "Camila, if you start me again, I won't be able to stop again. I want you too damn much. Are you sure?"
"Yes, Dante, I want you to own my body." And that was it. I wanted to know what he could to to my body. I wanted to feel what it would be like to have this beautiful man take charge of my body.
That seemed to trigger something in him. His eyes grew dark, and his nose flared. He cupped my face with his free hand and began kissing me. First softly and then harder, deeper. He groaned when I shifted my butt. It had gotten to hot, I had on way too many clothes. I begun to reach for the zipper on my dress but he'd smacked my hand away and took over.
He pulled the zipper down, slowly, torturously so. He explored the skin that had been exposed on my back. His hands were warm and a little calloused. I could tell he knew how to work with his hands. I wanted to know what those hands were capable of doing to my body.
He had freed one of my arms and had exposed one my breasts. He lightly ran his hand over it, stopping to play with my nipple. "Oh!" He worked it so good. He kneaded and then tugged. The, he began to push the dress the rest of the way off. He stood me up and finally let it drop to my feet.
The light was still on and I was now on full display for him. He was looking at me like I was a gift on Christmas day. He tipped his head to one side and then the other. He roamed my body with his eyes, then he stood and pressed my body to his. I couldn't help but moan at the delicious sensation of our bodies touching this way. He ran his hands up and down my body, showing me how much he liked each part. He trailed kisses down from my lips, to my jaw, my neck and then took one nipple in his hot mouth and then the other. He flicked at my nipples with the tip of his tongue. I held his head there, my lace thong was soaked through. He pushed it down once he had me panting, then turned me around towards the bed and laid me down.
He leaned his body over mine. He took a moment to just look at me. Then he caressed my cheek and ran his fingers through my hair. He trailed his hand down my neck to breasts and kissed them and rubbed his face on them. "Mm, that feels so good," I let out. He kissed down from my breasts to my stomach and groaned at the softness he found there. He seemed to really enjoy that part of my body. He kept kissing it, nipping at it. I never knew that was an erogenous zone on my body. "Ngh!" I couldn't take much more. Then he kept going down. I gasped. "Dante," I whispered, "y-you don't have to, that is, I've never had anyone do that for me before."
He looked up in shock, "Baby, you're telling me, that no one has ever tasted this pussy? That I'll be the first?" He looked excited. He looked like he didn't know what do with it. I almost couldn't hold back my laugh.
"Yes," I whispered.
"Fuck yeah baby, This pussy is mine. I'm going to show you how to feed your man. I want you to feed me this every morning." He looked at me with a deadly stare that spoke of lots of pleasure.
Then he leaned back down, rubbed his stubble along my inner thighs and then my pussy lips, "Mmm, Dante..."
He put his hands under my ass and lifted me to his mouth for better access. Then he flattened his tongue and slowly licked up my slit. Then he kissed me, like he would kiss my mouth. Sweet baby Jesus! Then with his fingers opened me up and he began to eat me like I was the best meal he'd ever had. He ran his tongue up and down all the way to my ass and back up to my clit. He did it over and over again. He ran his hands over my thighs and kept drawing circles and then would squeeze. I thought I would die of too much pleasure. What a way to go, right? Then her circled my clit and pushed a finger in and curved it. Oh my god!
I gasped. "Dante! Oh my god! Right there baby!" I threw my head back and arched my back. When I looked down at him, he knew he had me right where he wanted and kept doing it. He pulled out then back in and would curve his finger again. I felt my muscles tightening around him, the pressure building, then he pushed another finger in and scissored it. I couldn't hold back any more. I arched my body and held onto the bed sheets, "Oh god! Yes! Yes! Dante! Oh god Dante!!!" Stars exploded behind my eyelids. I had never had such a strong orgasm. I swear I almost passed out.
When I came down from my high he climbed over my body. "That baby is how fucken amazing your body is to me. And this," He took my hand and trailed it down his abs to his cock, it was wet again! "is what you do to my body, I haven't even been inside you yet and you've made me come twice already." Holy shit. Then he began kissing me again, but this time it was more slow and deep.
"Baby, I want you bare," he whispered on my lips. "I'm clean, I've gotten tested, and I haven't been with anyone in a long time."
I had forgot all about birth control and was glad I was on the pill. "I'm on birth control so it's ok, and I'm clean too. I got tested after my ex and well I haven't been with anyone since." I panted out.
"Hm...I'm going to have to get rid of your pills, I want you round with my child as soon as possible. I can't wait to get you pregnant and rub your swollen little toes." Oh my god, I think my ovaries exploded. He looked up at me and I didn't realize a tear had escaped my eyes. He wiped it away.
"Baby? Did I say something wrong?" He looked worried.
"No, what you said was perfect." I smiled at him, and I realized that in the short time we'd spent together, I'd fallen in love with him. I could it hold back the words anymore, and I blurted out, "I love you Dante."
He snapped his head back at me and got close to my face and in a low voice said, "Say it again babe."
I smirked, "I love you Dante."
"Fuck baby, I love you too. I can't believe you love me! Say it again."
This time I leaned up to his ear and used my sexiest voice, "Dante," then liked the shell of his ear, "I love you babe." I saw him shiver.
He grunted, "Oh yeah baby, you're so mine! Are you ready?" He lined himself up with my entrance.
"Yes, take me Dante." I leaned back to give him space.He held on to my sides and rubbed his dick up and down, getting his cock wet on my juices and then, in one thrust was all the way in. I gasped. The pleasure pain was a whole new sensation. I threw my head back. He was so big, it hurt a little but he waited for my body to adjust before he pulled back out. He was really big and really thick, I felt a burning sensation at the stretching around him. "Fuck Camila, you're so...tight! Are you sure you're not still a virgin?" He thrust back in, "You fit me like a glove babe, I can't hold back anymore. This is going to be fast but I'll go slow on the next one, OK?" I couldn't believe he wasn't even done yet and he was already making plans for the next round? So I just nodded.
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Sophisticated Ride
RomanceCamila: I am so done with gorgeous men, I fell for one a long time ago and paid with my heart. I thought he loved me until I figured he couldn't stand my body and I was just a free place to live. I don't have time for games, I need to stay focused. ...