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“Oh, darlin’, I think you’re going to have a hard time finding ‘the one’ if y’all don’t let love happen.”

She chuckles meaningfully. “How do you do it, Gunner? How do you know exactly what to say?”

“I don’t know, darlin’. I think it’s just because I speak from the heart. It isn’t often that you’ll catch me in a lie. Especially around my brothers. They can see right through me and they’ll kick my ass. That sort of…stays with you…after a while.”

That gets a small smile. Her eyes go to my lips. I’m as certain as the nose on my face that she wants to kiss me. But she hasn’t got a clue how to do it. I speak softly. “Here, darlin’. Let me help you.” I lean in and plant a chaste kiss on her lips. The smack in the silence speaks volumes. “There. I think that’s what you had in mind.”

Her eyes haven’t left my lips yet.

Uh oh…

I lean in and do it again. This time I keep my lips there a second longer. Her eyes come up to mine for a second, then go to my lips again. “You ever kissed anyone before?” I ask her.

She shakes her head no, almost dazed. Her lips go to mine as I tilt my head, and envelop her lips with mine, getting a soft, whispery moan from her throat, which is exactly what I was hoping for, even though it kinda shocks me all the same, and proves that she likes it. I’m slow and gentle, giving her plenty of opportunity to pull back and say no, but she doesn’t. I don’t dare slip her the tongue yet. Her mouth keeps accepting mine as we kiss semi-chastely, savoring each other.

Her fingers find my hair, as she slides them through it, and I allow myself to slip one hand under her neck, drawing her closer, and I notice that with each pass, her mouth opens a crack more. After a few more passes, I start doing the same, again, giving her lots of opportunities to stop me. When she doesn’t, I decide that there’s no time like the present, and I gently touch the tip of my tongue on her lip with a pass, testing the waters. With the next pass, her tongue meets mine, and then it’s done.

With a deeper head tilt, I slide my tongue in more, and her mouth opens fuller, taking it in. Both my hands are on her neck, thumbs at her jawline, as I gently, meaningfully, guide her so she gets the most enjoyment. The rhythm comes surprisingly natural to her, as we sit on my bed, kissing like lovers. Our lips are sufficiently swollen when we finally stop, and her eyes are dark with need, but I’m not sure how far she wants to go, so I let her make the moves.

“God, I'm in love with you.” She breathes, almost in a trance.

“I’m in love with you, too, darlin’.” I say softly. Her lips are on mine again, and now I know that she’s got it. I just wonder how much more she’s going to want. I kiss her for another minute, and then start down her jawline, to her ear, sucking her lobe, kissing down her neck, taking all sorts of chances with her, but she seems to take it all in, and I'm game. Her skin tastes so sweet, and it’s so soft, I'm hooked. She melts into me, as I have my way with her, readying myself to stop at the first sign of reluctance, but when none comes, I keep going.

My hand reaches up her shirt, touching her skin, and her head rests on my shoulder, as I kiss her neck, while feeling her up, looking for her bra clasp. Before I can unhook it, she’s pulling my shirt up, and I help her out, lifting it off over my head. She gives me a look that I'm not sure of. “You say stop we stop.” I tell her. Her gaze goes to my chest, and then her hands follow, as she grazes my nipples, waking me up below the belt. I draw in a deep breath and she stops, asking if she’s hurting me.

“No, just the opposite, darlin’.” I tell her softly. “Can I takeyourshirt off?” I pause. “If you’re not ready, I'm okay with that.”

She answers by pulling it up, and I help her remove it. Her eyes are still on my chest as I lean forward and kiss down her neck, across her chest, and suck the flesh poking out from her bra, as my hand trails onto the cup, and I caress her breast. Her hands move up my chest to my neck, and she moves closer, and then her lips are on my neck, making my dick twitch. Her touch is so goddamn soft, but I feel every inch of her, like all my cells are so fucking alive. I decide it’s time to get a little more serious. Rising, I undo the buckle on my belt, and loosen the button fly, pulling my jeans off while she watches, and I don’t detect any shyness in those eyes.

My cock is sitting right up, poking out of my briefs, but I don’t want to freak her out, so I sit back down, guiding her so her back slowly reaches the bed, and I hover over her, kissing her lips, sucking her bottom lip, and then plunging my tongue inside, as she lifts her upper back off the mattress, which I take as begging me to take her bra off, and I do. Her breasts are so goddamn perfect I can’t even think. Well, that, and at the sight of them, all the blood from my brain is unloaded down to where it needs to be.

Encircling her nipple with my lips, I lick and suck them, and it’s like she comes out of her own skin. I thought she’d be sensitive and tender, but no, not my girl. She's needy and hungry, so I give it to her. While I give her breasts the attention they deserve, my hands trail down to her pants, and I undo them. My lips leave her breasts, and make a trail down her belly, to her waistline, as I remove her pants, kissing all down her legs, and I take a peek at her face, to see that she’s happily watching me, and dividing her glance between my face and hands, and my cock, impressing me.

I can tell that she’s curious, so I ride that pony, and take my briefs off, and then her panties. Her hand immediately goes to my dick, just like I thought it would. Either she’s extremely comfortable and trusting of me, or she’s had more experience than she’s letting on. But after I trail kisses up her leg, and she starts to clam up, I'm guessing it’s the former. “Just relax, darlin’. Like I said earlier, you say stop, we stop. You don’t like what I'm doing, just say so.” I reiterate with my softest voice.

I figure I haven’t been with a girl yet that didn’t enjoy a little oral stimulation, so I decide to try her out. Her clit is standing up, saying howdy-do already, but I know that she’s going to be sensitive here, so I start above it, and work my way around. Her legs aren’t fully relaxed, so I support them with my arms, holding them, letting her trust me first, before I feel her fine ass clench at all the right times, showing me that she’s finding a rhythm with me, and I let them down easily, listening to her softly moan, taking it all in.

Once my hands are free, I reach up and gently squeeze her hardened nipples, and her moans become more distinct, with a few cries and pants mixed in. I give her a suck and she opens her mouth, letting out a cry that tells me I hit the mark. With a few more vigorous licks, her ass is clenched so tight, her back is off the mattress, and I know that she’s there...and my dick knows it, too. She screams, grasping the sheets, veins popping out of her neck, until she has no wind left in her, and I slowly let her come down, thinking that this girl is a goddess. I figured she’d put up way more of a fight, but she didn’t at all. And I’m proud of her.

The look on her face says that she’s hungry for more, even if she doesn’t quite know why, and golly, she’s going to get more. I reach for the small bureau beside my bed and pull out a box of condoms. She watches me as I slip it on and I pray like hell that she’s still all nice and loosey-goosey after coming like a freight train just moments ago. We’re nose-to-nose as I climb on top of her, looking deep into her eyes, telling her with my gaze that I love her and I want to show her how much, and it’s like she reads my mind. Her legs wrap around me, welcoming my touch, and my dick is right there. With my lips on hers and my tongue in her mouth, I thrust once swiftly, entering her, feeling her fingernails dig into my back.

She’s tight as hell, so I’m equally slow, letting her stretch, letting her get a feel for me inside her, as her legs remain rigid at first, and then relax after a few passes. Her mouth is on mine as we kiss while making love, and it’s surprising how quickly she adjusts to me, making me feel like she really must love me. We wouldn’t be here otherwise. She wouldn’t give up all this for just anyone. As her body expands, I slowly thrust deeper, feeling all of her, living in the moment, making sure that nothing here is rushed.

While there’s no sign of discomfort, especially after busting through her hymen like that, there’s also no real sign of pleasure, either. Time to pump up the volume. My lips leave hers, going to her nipple, while my hand pleasures the other one, as my pelvis pushes up further into her, looking for a sweet spot. It takes a few seconds, but I feel her clench a little, and her back arches again, and I take it from before that that’s a good sign. It’s a navigation, see, being with someone inexperienced, and I sure like a challenge.

Her hands creep up, finding my nipples, and I let out a sigh, feeling my cock get harder, and when she lifts her head to suck my neck, I tilt my head and let out a grunt it feels so fucking good. My eyes are rolled into the back of my head as I bury myself deep inside her, feeling her lips on my neck and her fingers around my nipples, and as I get harder and my pelvis pushes into her, I feel her tightening, making me nearly fucking lose it too soon. No, ma’am, I will not come before the lady does, even though she’s had one round already.

I pull up, so she can still touch my nipples, but she can’t also suck my neck, and it’s also so that I can give her hungry little nub another rub, just the way she likes it. She’s as wet as I am hard there, and I circle it with my thumb, watching her eyes roll back and her back arch. It doesn’t take long before she opens her mouth wide and I drive into her harder, faster, as she wails at the top of her lungs for a second time tonight. I shut my eyes tight, trying like hell not to come until she stops quivering, but she’s so fucking tight, it's like she’s sucking me off, and I can’t stop it.

I come like ten fucking cracks of thunder on the coattails of her orgasm, with my mouth wide open, grunting hard, loud, almost inhuman, as I empty myself into the condom deep inside her. The climax is so long I wonder if my balls have anything left once I’m done. Ava’s a quaking, shivering mess under me, and I lay down gently on her, tucking my hands under her back, holding my baby close to me, enjoying the little aftershocks with her. We’re both completely out of breath, practically gasping for air, but I manage to ask if she’s okay. I get a nod, so I lift my head to check her, and as much as her chest is rising and falling fast, she’s got a grin on her face that’s telling.

“Well, there’s a nice smile.” I say, cupping her face with my hands.

“God, Gunner…” she swallows, still trying to catch her breath. “If I’d known that sex was that good…” she shakes her head slowly.

I just chuckle softly. “I’m glad y’all enjoyed yourself.”

Her eyes widen. “Did you?”