Mark woke to find Leann still sleeping, both arm in arm. As he slowly moved his hand from around her waist to gently stroke her beautiful hair she awoke. Still sleepy she remembered she was in Marks arms. She gazed up at him. He was looking at her with sparks of passion in his eyes. “I want to make love to you,” his voice whispered. She didn't know what to say. She just laid there. She could feel him stroke her hair. It sent chills down her spin. His hand slowly made its way to her shoulder. “I won't hurt you,” he smiled at her. He started to gently and slowly pull one of the straps down over her shoulder. She could feel herself getting excited, her hand on his massive chest. She started to unbutton his shirt. She was already wet from his touch. He slowly pulled himself over her. She was now under his muscular body. Her body started to tingle all over. She looked at him and smiled. She felt herself slightly frightened by his size. Mark whispered, “I want you.” His finger covered her lips. “I promise you I won't ever hurt you.”
He started to kiss her forehead, moving down to her neck. She was enjoying every kiss he gave her. Her eyes closed yearning for him. He slowly made his way down her neck to her cleavage. He had taken both straps down her shoulder by now. She took her arms out of them, her eyes opened now watching every move he made. She could feel his breath next to her skin. She wanted him, he slowly exposed her breasts and cupped them in his two large hands. He looked at her and let go of one breast to hold himself up over her and started kissing her. His lips pressed against hers, his tongue parting then making his way into her mouth. He was teasing her. Her breathing started to pick up, she could feel his hand on her other breast. He barely rubbed it and her nipples got hard. He gently squeezed her nipple has not to hurt her. Her yarning was starting to over power her. She placed her hand on his should and pressed ever closer. He knew she wanted him. He had her swollen nipple between his fingers and pinched it gently. She moaned with passion. He pinched a little harder the next time. She felt it hurt a little. She tried to pull away but couldn't he had her pinned. She groaned again this time it was different. Her body was feeling strange. Mark had moved his hand down taking her dress with him. Still tasting her along the way, she arched her back. She was getting excited at the thought. “Relax, I will please you,” his voice deep and sinister with an evil little grin. He looked at her white smooth skin. Has he pulled her dress further down he to went with it past her feet. Where he kneeled and gazed upon her. She felt embarrassed yet she didn't know what she was feeling.
“You're so soft and beautiful love,” he whispered. She smiled at him has if she got caught doing something she shouldn't have been. “You wait here, don't move,” he said in a domineering way. She looked puzzled and shocked. She obeyed his wish. He slowly got up and started to leave. He looked back at her and smiled. “Now don't you move till I get back,” he said and left. She could hear the door open and shut. She lay there, her mind in a whirl, wondering where he went and when he would be back. Her body trembling with excitement.
It was only a few minutes when she heard the door open and shut again and the stereo go on. Her body jumped with excitement and fear of the unknown. He came into the room. She looked at him with wanting eyes when she noticed he was wearing his black robe, the one he wore on television. With the hood over his head. She started to giggle. “You laugh,” he said in a stern voice. She quickly stopped, thinking to herself okay, I'll play his little game. He moved over to the side she was on. He knelt down by her, his eyes locked on to her, he held her gaze. She could feel something being put under her pillow. She started to turn her head to find out what is was. “No,” he demanded in a sharp stern low voice. Her head snapped back to look at him. He then got up and walked to the bottom of the bed. Her eyes locked on him. He bent over and had her by the ankles. It sent a rush through her body she felt his hands move slowly up her legs. He gently parted them slightly. She started to arch her back. His fingers slowly pushing aside her panties, He tantalized her clit, she moaned in utter excitement. Her head drew back onto the pillow. She was enjoying what he was doing to her. He watched her every move with such intensity he started to pull her lace panties off. He opened her legs further apart to expose her. He saw her lovely fur and her pussy beckoning him. He looked up towards her. You are indeed lovely, excitement in his voice. His hand making its way up her leg to its destination. She felt his finger slowly entering her wet pussy. She moaned he was teasing her. His finger in and out of her pussy, her hips moved to his rhythm. She wanted him. Suddenly he stopped. “You want me don't you,” he smiled, “you want to see it,” his voice sounded like a little boy, waiting to show you his gift. “Yes, I do very much,” she gasps for air. He bent down between her legs. God, she didn't believe what she was doing. She felt his cold silk robe on her inner thighs. She looked, Mark was going to make her squeal, he still had the hood over his head. God, she thought. She pulled her legs up in his coming towards her. She felt his tongue slowly circling her clit. Her head fell back, she started to grab the covers and clinch them tightly in her hand. Her hips swaying to every move. His hand on her hip not allowing her to hardly move, she was almost climaxing. Her moans of ecstasy filled the room. Just then he stopped.
