Tobias had waited so long this day. Because today was the day that he would do something he never thought he would do with the girl that he loved. He knew that she loved him and he felt so lucky and he wanted to give her pure pleasure tonight. Because she was going to spend the night at his.
He'd just finished his strawberry and mint tea when Katya emerged from the bathroom. She had long black hair tied in a ponytail, her skin was pale and her eyes were a lovely green. Her smile was so beautiful that it made him grin like a goof and forget his nerves.
He stood up and walked up to her; he took both her hands and kissed the top of them, making her giggle. It felt so refreshing and it turned him on.
"I love you, Katya," he told her. He pressed his lips on hers and began kissing- slowly at first and then passionately, he tickled her tongue with his and firmly held the back of her head in his right hand.
He kissed her three, four, no five times before breaking apart, feeling very hard in his nether regions.
"I love you too, Tobias!" Katya cried. She kissed both of his cheeks and her small hoop earrings brushed against him, as he passionately nipped her rosy cheeks and nibbled her soft ears causing her to convulse in ecstasy and grab on to his shoulders.
"Hang on," she croaked, reaching to take off her
earrings.
"No, no, no," Tobias said, holding her hands. He cuddled her close and kissed her cheek. "Leave them in, my babe," he whispered in her ear.
He pulled the dress up to reveal her cute belly button, with a small strawberry piercing, which he savoured with kisses, as he stroked her thighs.
Tobias began kissing her forehead. "You're mine, Katya. I'm going to treat you like my own!" He sensually ran his lips down
to her nose, and then kissed her soft neck, feeling the pulse in her veins.
Katya moaned as he stroked her bare back by her shoulders. She began to tremble as he caressed his way to her upper chest, with his strong but nerdy hands- which he used for training and writing so fiercely that there were some minute scars still there.
She was then kissed over her strapless purple and red floral playsuit, over the cloth over her right nipple. He blew on it; she began to cry with pleasure.