What I Want

Chapter 24: Close

Thank goodness Ben and Mal had quickly changed from their wedding garments to some basic clothes before they left because mud was being kicked up toward them as they rode Ben's scooter to the enchanted lake. Ben raced there as quickly as he could, eager to make love for the first time as a married couple. Mal was eager too, her tight squeeze around him stemming from her anxiety. She wanted to please him not only because she loved him and wanted to make him happy, but also for the entire reason why they were going to the lake in the first place. They were going to try and conceive a child there. If they were to be successful and get her pregnant while at the lake, Mal knew she'd have to get him to cum, a lot. Yet, she certainly didn't mind the challenge. She was going to make sure she enjoyed this too, and so was he. He was going to make sure they were both satisfied. Of course, being the gentleman he is, he didn't like the fact that she was probably going to focus more on his pleasure to ensure they would conceive. However, he was going to make sure she enjoyed herself just as much as he did, and he was excited about it. They both had been looking forward it to ever since Mal made the painting of them and a baby. Ben and Mal really wanted a child of their own, and this was the first step, one they would try to take at the place where they had all of their firsts. This was going to be special.

When they had arrived at the bridge, Ben quickly parked his scooter and the two of them made their way across it, holding hands as they walked. They looked up and admired the way the stars lit up the night sky, a full moon glowing intensely above them. Mal gasped when she had arrived at the stone structure by the lake, noticing that Ben had set down a soft mattress for them, covered by silky magenta sheets with matching pillows, red rose pedals all over the small bed and soft glowing white candles surrounding it.

"Oh Ben," she breathed as she looked down at the romantic setting he had laid out, her hand covering her mouth in shock.

"Surprise!" Ben laughed,"I wanted to make you as comfortable as possible."

"I love you," Mal whispered as she cupped his face to bring him close enough to kiss him. He kissed her back eagerly, the kiss full of passion and fire, just the way they liked it. Soon, their knees began to grow weak, pure lust filling their bodies. They fell onto the mattress, unable to hold themselves up any longer, landing side by side.

"I want you, Mal," Ben murmured huskily into her mouth.

"I want you too, Ben," Mal sighed as he began to push the straps of her tank top down her arms with shaky hands. She then lifted her arms so he could pull the top off of her, leaving her in a strapless purple bra. He had to take a deep cleansing breath to calm his nerves. The moonlight highlighted every part of her, both covered and uncovered. She always took his breath away. His quivering hands soon began to work on the clasp of her bra, but she noticed his nerves.

"Are you ok?" Mal whispered worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I'm just nervous."

"Really? Why? There is no need to be."

"I just want to do this right."

"And you will. I trust you. Don't hold back. You've got this. Just think. What feels right?"

"You do," Ben smiled,"you feel right."

"Oh, Ben," Mal breathed as she brought his face back to hers, wanting to feel his lips against hers again, craving that lightening that always zapped them when they kissed. His words were sweet, much like this kiss. With newfound confidence, thanks to Mal's words, Ben unhooked her bra, freeing her beautiful breasts from the offensive material. He smiled, when it was off of her. Removing her clothes always felt like he was unwrapping the universe's greatest present, which she really was. He tossed the garment to the side before grasping the swollen flesh with both hands. Eager to please her, he began to massage them tenderly, making her moan into his mouth. She practically lost the ability to make a coherent thought. Mal began to move her hips against Ben's, yearning for something to satisfy the growing need between her legs. However, he continued his strokes against her perky breasts, enjoying how they felt in his hands. He loved how soft and warm they felt and so beautifully round, signifying Mal's femininity. He also loved how they brought her pleasure when he touched them. Unfortunately for him, he was unable to keep massaging them much longer, as her moans of joy were making things a bit uncomfortable in his lower regions. He needed to get his pants off right then. He let go of the flesh, making Mal groan in frustration. He began to fiddle with his shorts, desperately needing to get them off.