Her head lays on his chest. The feeling of him close to her is almost overwhelming. She's wanted this night for so long that now that it is here she doesn't know what to do.
Her hand circling his lower stomach up to his chest then back down. She continues this as his hands move in her long raven black hair. Her eyes daring to close to drift off into sweet serenity. Her body wanting wanting him closer.
She moves to look him in his eyes. His dark brown eyes looks straight into hers and his mouth moves into a slight smile. She smiles back as she moves her head up to place a sweet chaste kiss on his lips.
His hand moving in her hair keeping her lips on his. His tongue licking her lip begging for her to open. A soft moan escaping from between her lips as she opens up to him. Her hand moving from his chest and up his arms till it's on his cheek.
He moves to roll her on to her back, breaking the kiss. His eyes searching hers as she takes a long breath. His hands on either side of her head. She knows what she wants. The fear of the night ending creeping into her mind. She keeps her eyes on his as she whispers to him "Make love to me."
He keeps his eyes locked on her as a groan comes from within him. A groan of predatory. Letting her know she is his. She whimpers as she feels his hand move to her cheek and his lips moves back to hers. The kiss soft but growing in intensity.
She feels his body press into hers. He moves up and take a long look at her. His eyes leaving her face and roaming down her body. Her olive skin only covered in a blue lace babydoll lingerie. Both his hands moving slowly down the side of her frame till he touches the middle of her thighs. Gripping the blue lace and moving it up over her core. His eyes seeing still watching his hands move the lace further up, exposing her stomach.
Her breathing quickens from the intimacy between them. Her heart beating as his hand moves the last over her stomach. She moves her eyes from his in embarrassment from the scars that mark her olive skin. His face turns stern as he take his hand and moves her face back to his. "Don't you ever look away from me. You are beautiful. The marks are beautiful, the scars are beautiful."
His mouth moving to her stomach and kissing each mark on her skin. Her eyes closing from the softness of his lips on her imperfect skin. Her hand moving to his face running her fingers over his cheek. His eyes looking up as he continues to kiss each mark. Love and passion in his eyes. His lips telling her everything he feels.
She bites her lip as she feels his lips move lower to the top of her core. Her skin filled with goose bumps as she anxiously awaits his next move. He trails the kisses lower and meets her now glistening petals between her thighs. He smells her desire, her scent that is just hers. The sweet scent that lets him know how much she wants him.
She gasps as his tongue softly moves over her slit. The warmth of his flesh on her soft wet petals driving her crazy. Her hands grip the sheets and opens her legs wider for him. He continues his torture with his tongue as he slips it between the folds. Her gasps more auditable this time. Her eyes closing, just wanting to feel him, live this moment for a lifetime.