She was ready but not quite dripping which meant I needed to take things slowly and work until she was. I did just that and moaned at the slow easy contact as my body worked hers open and the sweet pressure and friction became wet and silky. I held her hips gently in my hands and set a slow and tender pace that would work for a while. That position offered us some wonderful benefits. I am not sure which of us loved it more but I was in heaven.
He hadn't told me to be quiet and I definitely was not. I gave him his name between incoherent moans of pleasure. He was applying slow, delicious torture to my body and I loved it. This position was always my favorite. I could take him deeper more easily and he was able to hit all of the spots that felt so good. I fisted my hands in the comforter on the bed and did my best to not speed up the pace.
The view from back there is always an amazing one. If I allow myself to get caught up in anything it is the way she responds to me and what I'm doing to her. It is enough to take me over the edge alone. Add to that the way it feels physically to be with her and I can barely keep my wits about me. She was killing me slowly. I loved it and her more than words can ever say so I moaned and growled and worked slowly for as long as I could then picked up the pace and tighten my grip on her hips while pushing hard to go deeper. I was well on the way to hard and fast and losing control. She was calling my name, moaning and holding tightly to the comforter. I thought I was going to die from pleasure.
I was ready for the sweet release he was pushing me towards. I was losing the ability to speak and my legs were starting to shake. "Can I? Please?" I wasn't sure I could stop if he told me no. It was something we had just started playing with. He hadn't said if we were playing or not, but I asked anyway.
"Yes, please so I can." I wasn't sure if that came out in English or something else. I was fighting for any semblance of control that I might have left to me and simply gave up pretenses. Harder and faster became a blinding reality and nature completely overrode any ability to think that led to letting go completely.
The yes was all I needed. I came with blinding speed as he drove harder and faster into me. I half collapsed onto the bed as I attempted to catch my breath.
I followed her down to the bed and lay beside her both satisfied and exhausted. I didn't move for quite some time while I caught my breath and let my body wind down. "I love you, Lizzie," I whispered and rolled so I could stretch. I wound up on the floor laughing after very ungracefully falling off the end of the bed. "I meant to do that."
"I love you too, Avi." I sighed. I sat up startled when he fell off the bed. I couldn't stop the giggles that rolled out of me. I got ahold of myself and stretched. "Shower? Bath? Both?"
"Whatever you would like. Lead the way."
I headed into the bathroom and started filling the tub. I found a bath bomb in a basket on the counter and dropped it in the tub. It was definitely big enough for both of us and had some nice jets.
I sat on the floor and let my embarrassment cool then followed her to the bathroom and watched her from the doorway. "Smells nice. Girly, but nice." I leaned against the door jam and smiled.
"It's jasmine and honeysuckle, I think." I adjusted the temp of the water. "It shouldn't melt your skin off either." I stepped into the tub.
"Yeah, I rather like having it." I moved into the room and tested the temperature of the water. It was acceptable so I climbed in and sat opposite her.
I pushed my foot towards his lap. "We did an awful lot of walking today." I pressed the button for the jets. I reached for his foot and started rubbing it firmly.
Not really knowing what I was doing, I followed her lead and rubbed her foot. "You're a demanding little thing aren't you, Honey?"
"Mmm. Sometimes. Feels good though, doesn't it?" I finished with the foot I was working on and reached for his other one.
"Yes, how am I doing?"
"Hmmm. Good. A little more pressure on the arch please." I demonstrated on his foot. "How does that feel?"
I moaned in response and concentrated on getting it just right on her foot.
I moaned as he applied just the right pressure with his thumb. It felt so good and I had no problem training him.
I smiled and worked her foot until she let me know it was time to switch.
I gave him my other foot as I started working on his calf. It was tight, so I kept my pressure even. I didn't want to give him a charlie horse.
I was trying very hard to concentrate on what I was doing with her foot but her hands on me were taking their toll on that ability. I moaned and opened my eyes. I wanted to tell her what she was doing to me, I hoped my expression said what my lips could not.
I smiled at him. He looked very happy. I bit my lip and scooted closer to him and moved my hands up to his thigh. "I think you like this a lot."
"I can't focus enough to take care of you."
I slid into his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. "You take excellent care of me." I nibbled at his ear. "All the time."
I smiled and looked at her as she climbed into my lap my hands went to her hips. "I do?"
"Mmm-hmm. You. Take. Excellent. Care. Of. Me." I punctuated each word with a soft kiss to the spot on his neck that I love. I could feel what it was doing to him and I felt powerful.
"Mmmm. That makes me happy. Why don't you show me just how I take care of you." I smiled and kissed her gently but I didn't try to take control of our intimacy I just followed her happily wherever it was that she wanted to lead us.

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The Sequoias
FanficLizzie and Avi had been dating for almost four months and he was finally taking Lizzie up to meet the trees he'd grown up with before finally taking her up to meet his mother. Will her nerves win over her excitement or will she get lost in her own w...