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CHAPTER 15 No more tears (MARINA)

I knew my body was my best asset.

I was told enough by everyone. By my parents, aunts, uncles, even from strangers in the street. But especially by him. He told me it was what drew him to me. As if that justified it. I knew how I looked at school. My shirt tight, stretching over my chest. Trying to keep my modesty and dignity.

My body was something I was always ashamed of. Something I was taught to keep hidden instead of showing it off. I always wondered why his opinions mattered so much to me. Why his voice carried so clearly whilst my own was so easily swallowed.

I was always uncomfortable with that side of me. By my sexuality and femininity. I felt fake and exhausted. I was always giving to people. Always being taken advantage of and used.

But that was then.

And this is glorious now.

Lana bit her lip as she fiddled with the hem of her jumper. This was it. It was time. I'd never felt ready with him. Not that he had asked or gave me any warning. But with Lana I'd never felt more sure of anything in my life.

And this time. I was going to enjoy myself.

I took her hand in mine, stroking her knuckles and joints softly. Massaging her supple fingers. Then I kissed her palm gently. Her arm suddenly stiffened. Dark eyes flicked up to me in realisation. They were large and heady. She pulled my hand up to her mouth. She licked my fingers, sucking on the middle. Her mouth was warm and wet. I wanted her. Hell. I needed her.

She hastily unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my bra and tan shoulders. I smirked as she became flushed and hot. Her gaze was almost unbearable. I spun her around and bit her neck, hearing her yelp soften to a moan.

I unbuckled her belt, dragging the leather across her stomach.

I felt the weight in the buckle. I wrapped the belt around her wrists. Binding her. She smiled wickedly at me. My skin vibrated and throbbed. I felt like I was glowing. I barely knew I even had skin before she touched me. Fastening it tightly I pushed her back upon the bed. She bounced as I straddled her.

I bent my head down, noses touching. She smiled up at me, eyelashes tickling my cheeks. She was perfect. I studied her. So unsure if this was a dream. Something from a movie. But it was so different. So new and raw. But oh so right.

Licking my lips I kissed her. She tasted sweet. It was something I could never place. Tangy and fresh. Like a lolly or ice cream on a hot summers day. I didn't have many of those in Wales. But it reminded me of Greece. I went there as a child. The blazing sun and the orange trees. Just waiting to be juiced.

As my kisses became harder and longer I became increasingly anxious. Self conscious even. What if she didn't want this. I didn't want to ruin it. Didn't want to say anything. Not think at all. Just do. But that's what He would've done. And I'm not him.

"Is this...okay?"

Lana nodded furiously. Too caught in the moment for words.

Reassured, I continued. My kisses fluttered along her jaw and neck. Gently gripping her waist to keep my balance. If I let go I feared I'd fall off the edge of the earth.

I pressed my knee into her crotch as I deepened my kiss. Dragging on her lips as if my life depended on it. I stroked her sides  working my way to her thighs. She shivered with desire and anticipation. Moving from her waist I lowered myself to her centre.

She opened her legs. Complying. She was wet and glistened in the low light. Teasing her slightly I licked and sucked her inner thighs. Creating bruises. Gradually getting closer. I could feel Lana's frustration and struggle to direct me.

Finally I gave her exactly what she wanted.
I felt her knees jerk. She was sweet like honey suckle. I licked her like I would an ice lolly. And by doing so, I felt her melt.

My eyes pricked with tears. She was sparking and pale. She was milk, she was so pure, so simple and untouched. Nothing like me. And yet we were both milk. The only difference was I was made to be spoiled. When I looked at her she was dazzling, striking and strong. Like the gems in her ring. I felt like bursting. She was everything I wanted to be. It struck a chord in me. It moved me beyond words.

"You're a diamond!" I exclaimed.

She whispered my name as she came.

"Marina...Marina...Marina..."

We lay together for a moment. Hearts racing. Bodies sticky with sweat. Our lips stung, plump and ripe. Both pinker than Shepard's delight. That's when the puzzle piece finally fell into place.

I laughed aloud.

She tasted like Pepsi cola.