Gently pushing my middle finger inside her, I circle her clit with the pad of my thumb. Lennie writhes at my touch, kissing me like I've never been kissed before, with her tiny but whole tongue inside my mouth. Her cries against my lips make my dick feel like it will explode. It's the hottest sex I've ever had. And we're not even having sex yet. Hand working her most sensitive area, she locks up, coming against it, nipping my tongue in the process. And I swear to God it's the sexiest thing I've ever witnessed. Cock throbbing, I grab the condom from beside the pillow and pull it on. She watches me intently, and I realize,by the look on her face, that she's inquisitive, and perhaps inexperienced.
"You stretch with me." I explain.
Another nod, and she opens her legs further, like she's not afraid, but she's also not sure. As I slowly sink myself into her, I meet some resistance, and it's confirmed. Lennie has never had sex before. Suddenly it feels like I love her more. Not just because she saved herself for love, but also because she's virtuous, wholesome, and so unlike anyone else I've met before. She's unique. She's mine. And I'm hers. All of me. There is no fear in her eyes as I hit her hymen with the head. "Trust me?"
She answers with a sweet kiss, and I trail kisses down her neck, to her breasts, as I suck and lick one while fingering the other. That's the moment I thrust and break through, as she's crying out loud, with both pleasure and pain. Slowly, with even paces, I slide in and out of her, mouth still on her breast, hand still on the other one, gradually letting her get a feel for me. I lift my head, so our eyes meet. "Are you ready for me to go faster?"
"Yes." She pants, unscathed from the deflowering. It's like the damn thing was a cloak, burdening her, and now she's free.
My thrusts get deeper, but I keep it slow. As I grasp her hands in mine, interlacing my fingers with hers at her sides, I skate them up her body, until they're over her head. Leaning on my elbows, still holding her hands, my strides are faster and deeper. It's almost like she's desperate to find her release. I've never met a woman so inexperienced yet so insatiable before. It's so sexy. Even sexier than her squirming under me, meeting me thrust for thrust. Her mouth opens and her body suddenly tenses up, and I can feel her coming a second time. I try like hell not to come with her yet, but her body is so tiny and hot and sucking my dick like a champ.
Lips and tongue desperate to have her, I trail kisses down her neck, working hard to make her come again right after. Findingher nipples, I suck hard, and her cries become harder and louder, as I feel her body quiver a third time, and I let myself go, coming hard inside her, grunting against her skin. When her body calms, I trail kisses back up her neck, until I reach her lips, and I kiss her like my life depends on it. Releasing her hands, I slide mine under her body, hugging her tight, enveloping her. In between kisses, I tell her. "I love you, baby."
"I love you, too." She says, like she could feel the words against her lips.
Swallowing, I lift my head, so our eyes meet. "You mean everything to me."
Her words are slow and measure. "You are my everything, Levi. I never believed in love at first sight. Not until I met you."
I kiss her lips and nestle my face into hers gently. This is like magic. Like everything that I've gone through to get here has been worth it. Now that I can see the light. Now that my heart is at home. I lift off her and take care of the condom, and then I lie next to her, so we're facing each other. "You're so beautiful. Like, out of this world beautiful."
She just grins warmly.
"You're not sore?" I ask, sliding a finger down the side of her cheek.
A small shake of her head.
I pull her close, hugging her to me.
She speaks against my chest. "I thought you were so angry at me for telling you. I thought that I'd never see you again."
The gap between us widens as I pull her chin up with my finger. "I was angry at first. But then I realized that I was missing the point here." I lick my lips. "It meant that I could finally be with you. I knew since the moment we met that I was in love with you, and I could do what I wanted to do in the first place. Wild horses couldn't keep me away from you. No matter how hard I tried."
Her subtle grin is still evident. We lay there for a few moments, just drinking each other in, and then she pushes herself away from me slightly, and looks down. "Something wrong?" I ask, noticing that she's staring at my package. Well, more of an observation.
She shakes her head. "No. I just, I wanted to look at it. I didn't really get to earlier."
I pull the sheets all the way back and lay on my back. "It's all yours. Be gentle." I say playfully.
With a soft giggle, she touches the head, running her finger along the ridge. I try like hell not to get hard, but it's impossible. I know that she's just being innocent and not trying to turn me on, but she's naked, and touching me there, and I'm human. When it twitches, she smiles. "Feels good?"
"It feels great."
"Does this bother you? Like, is this like teasing you?"
"Not after I just had sex a few minutes ago, no. Besides, there's this little thing called self-control that I learned when I was a wee lad. So, play around all you want. No pressure."
I interlace my fingers behind my head and lie back again, closing my eyes. I can feel her fingers grasp the shaft gently, and it sends a jolt of pleasure through me. My pelvis involuntarily pushes upward a little. My cock is semi-hard as she plays with it, reminding me of what it felt like moments ago, when I was inside her. "I'll be right back." She says, and I watch her hop off the bed, naked, and go to the washroom.
I want to call after her and ask if she's okay, but I realize that she can't hear me. I'm about to rise and follow her to make sure that she's okay, but then she returns, with a washcloth, which she uses to wipe my dick off. Using soft, gentle strokes, she cleans all remnants of the condom and of any sex off. She goes as far as cleaning the hairs around my cock, too, and I start to wonder if this is some sort of weird ritual that I'm not privy to.
Then I realize that this is no ritual.
She does something that I'd never expect her to do in a million years.
Chapter 14
Lennie
