He stared at her breasts, hands at his side. Alistair must have realized he was staring because he met her eyes and gave a shy smile. She smiled back gladly and slowly took his hands into her own and placed them on her hips, arching into him and rubbing his chest with her own, carefully avoiding contact with his hips. He groaned, utterly lost. He began kissing her again, his hands gripping her hips as though his life depended on his hold on her. She cautiously placed her hands back onto his hips as they kissed deeply, tongues dancing.
The kiss became so deep that they both had to come up for air. He touched his forehead to hers and she noticed he was trembling. How long he had been thus she didn't know, distracted by his mouth on hers. She needed to slow this down before his fever turned into frenzy.
Calmly and gently, she moved her hands from his hips, fingertips lightly skimming his washboard abdomen and resting on his chest. She could feel his heart galloping beneath her palms. She moved her hands to the space between his chest and arms, encircling him to lay her head against the wide muscle where his neck met his shoulder. He embraced her lovingly and held her to him, quieting. As he composed himself, she became more excited, his hard length pressed against her where their hips met.
Delicately she moved a small distance away from him. She kissed him lightly on the lips and slowly pulled him down to the furs that made her bed. They both stretched and lay facing each other, Alistair propped up on one elbow. He watched her curiously as she lay on her back, pushed her heels into the furs and raised her hips in the air. She removed her small clothes, revealing the light hair between her legs. Alistair, blushing anew, was enraptured as she sat up to reach both arms behind her back before slowly removing the lacy barrier from her breasts. She returned to her side facing him again, but this time she meticulously applied pressure to the shoulder he wasn't leaning on, guiding him to lie on his back.
When she had him flat against the furs, she began to kiss his chin, his neck, and down, kissing a trail to his navel. Breathing hard, he watched her, clearly uncertain what he was supposed to be doing while she ministered to him. Kissing back up to his neck, she put her weight into her legs, freeing her hands to skillfully untie his breeches.
Again, his hands came to block her advances. Carefully, he grasped her shoulders, pushing her into a sitting position away from him. Before she could become abashed, he removed his breeches and small clothes in one sweep. He then knelt before her, his manhood standing proudly before him, larger than any she had ever seen, one glistening tear adorning its purple head. On his hands and knees, he crawled toward her, forcing her to lean until her back touched the furs and her legs were spread before him. But he didn't stop there. His hands came to rest on either side of her shoulders, bracing himself as he wholly rested his hips against hers. She sucked in a breath as the fullness of him pressed into her belly. He gave a distinctly masculine chuckle despite his inexperience.
Turn about being fair play, she lifted her hips to his, grinding in a circular motion before lowering her buttocks back to the furs, causing his eyes to roll back and his fingers to grip the furs, his arm muscles bunching. He groaned again from deep in his chest. She moved, intending to guide him to her opening, but the moment her hand touched his erection, he sucked in a great breath, head going back making the tendons in his neck stand out as his whole body quaked. Recalling his innocence, she deftly moved him to her opening and pushed with her hips. As he slipped partway in, his whole body shuddered again, his breathing quick and hard. Shifting his hips he pulled away briefly, and as he entered her fully he came undone. A mixed gasp, groan, and sigh escaped his lips as his hips jerked spasmodically, his seed spilling into her in pulses. She pulled him to her just before he collapsed, his great strength abandoning him. He lay against her, shivering and panting as his first climax ran its course through him.
Recovering, he gave a nervous laugh while lifting himself off of her, not quite able to look her in the eyes. Before he could hide behind a joke or flee from her, she kissed him. Deepening the kiss desperately, she leaned him to the side, forcing him to roll onto his back, taking her with him. Soft, he slipped out from within her as she straddled his hips, kissing him for all she was worth. Thankfully, he kissed her back, tongue exploring all previously missed crevasses. She broke their kiss to lightly kiss along his cheek, to his neck, his shoulders. She used her hands to lift his right hand, calloused from years of sword work yet gentle, tempered by his kind heart. She kissed from his shoulder down his enormous biceps, his muscular forearm, to the inside of his steady wrist. His breath caught as she kissed from his wrist to the palm of his hand. Then she took the first finger of his hand and placed it between her lips, twirling her tongue and suckling the digit.
"Oh, Maker." His utterance was low and deep as if dragged from his very depths. She serenely removed his finger from her mouth, placing a small kiss upon the tip before smiling down at him. She had his attention now, no longer abashed and fearful but fascinated. Keeping a hold on his right hand, she reached for his left hand. She placed a kiss on the palm of his left hand before moving his hands to rest upon her ample breasts. Assigning one breast to each hand, she leaned back, bracing her arms on his well-built thighs.
He caught on quickly, losing his timidity and becoming bolder as the night went on. He kneaded her breasts eliciting a low moan from her. Alistair watched her, warmth in his eyes showing both his love for her and the fire rekindling in his blood. She felt his manhood growing beneath her, moving to press into her buttocks. Taking his cues from watching her, he began to play with her breasts, kneading them, cupping them to gauge their weight, learning their secrets. When he discovered her nipples, she nearly leapt off him from the inferno that swept through her.
When she jerked, he stilled, concern written on his face. Meeting her eyes, he took in her flushed face, parted lips and panting breath, and slowly gave a very predatory smile. He teased, brushed over, lightly pinched and rolled her nipples with his agile fingers, learning her body and how she responded to his touch. Her breath came in large gasps and pants as he enjoyed her female vanguard. Having too much of his play, she bent forward to partake his sensual and passionate mouth, but that didn't deter him. Being a quick study, he continued to attend to her nipples while kissing her thoroughly.
Breaking the kiss, she gently grasped his hands in her own and moved them to her hips. Then, shifting her weight to her heels, she raised herself up just enough to find his swollen manhood and guide him into her. Removing her hand, she slowly impaled herself on him, her eyes holding his as she took him to the hilt, feeling him press into her depths. Maker's breath, the way he filled her...
Using her hands atop his on her hips, she showed him how to guide her to ride him as she deliberately raised and lowered herself on his thick shaft. He watched her, mesmerized by her sinuous dance and swaying breasts. She increased her pace, quickly finding her pleasure until her climax exploded throughout her being, causing her movement to become jerky. Her whole body shuddered as she continued to ride out her pleasure, moaning his name between agitated breaths. When she was finally sated, she looked down at him and was caught off guard by the open wonderment of his expression. He leaned forward, brushing her lips with a gentle butterfly's kiss and shifted them both so that she sat in his lap, still within her, his knees making a V to hold her hips, her knees pressed to his sides under his arms. He raised his hands to both sides of her face, cupping her cheeks in his palms, and whispered so softly she almost didn't hear him, "Come undone for me again."
