He looked at her from across the room, you could feel the tension in the air. He was being a perfect gentleman when all she wanted was for him to pull her close and kiss every inch of her skin.
Could he read her mind she wondered as she saw a glimmer in his eyes and the side of his beautiful lips turn up. Her heart was racing, her temperature felt high, her mouth went dry and she looked away, back at the computer in front of her. Mind racing, heart racing, she declares she has everything she needs and should head home. He walks across the room to where she sits and lifts up the computer from her lap, as he does this, his had brushes across her thigh, she breathes in sharply, adrenalin kicks in and all she remembers is feeling his strong arms swoop her up from the couch and the feel of his lips as her kisses hers in a desperate attempt to stop the quivering.
He gently puts her down and without taking his hands off her takes in the view in front of him. The intense look on his face makes her blush and she smiles shyly. This is it, the moment she has waited years for, the moment she has dreamed of many times. Suddenly a feeling of fear grips her as she realises what is about to happen. She remembers how big he is and immediately worries about the pain she might feel. She looks up at him and something in the way he is looking at her sends a wave of calm through her. She knows then that she is safe. He kisses her neck as he runs his hands down her arms. He turns her around so that she has her back to him and draws her in placing the palm of him hand on her lower stomach to honor that which carried and nurtured life. Slowly his hand creeps down to her pelvic bone. She is dizzy from desire as she feels his warm breath on her neck. He slowly pulls down her shorts, exposing the most precious gift and draws her in even closer. She can feel him, big, hard and ready.
Again he turns her around, to face him, looks into her eyes and pushes her down onto the bed. He showers her navel, inner thighs, outer thighs with soft kisses. She aches to feel his touch all over her body, she wants him to leave his imprint on her, for her body to remember his every touch even when he is not near. She wants him to consume her entirely, she wants to get lost in his very scent, his touch, his kisses. As if he was reading her mind, he kisses the most delicate part of her. A shiver shoots through her as she fights to catch her breath. The feeling is better than anything she imagined and her body needs more of it. He lightly licks between her lips and traces the shape of her yoni, lightly flicking the hood covering her bulb. She reacts to every lick, suck, kiss and touch. She doesn't recognise her wanton self and she loves how she is feeling. He continues to get to know her yoni intimately whilst she experiences orgasm after orgasm and her legs shake from the pleasure she is experiencing. Then all of a sudden he was gone...
She opens her eyes in a panic and watches as he walks into the adjacent room. He walks back into the room with a box in his hand. She sighs in relief as he prepares himself to completely take her, mind, body and spirit. She feels ready, she is ready. She smiles at him.
He swiftly shifts her into position and wispers in her ear to tell him if it hurts. He is fully aware of his size and the last thing he wants is for her to fear being intimate with him. He needs her touch, her smile, her heart so much. He slowly and carefully enters her rose garden. Gently finding his way through. Oh! She can feel him everywhere, it feels so good she loses her breath. She is surprised how easy it is. She is definitely ready for him. He stops and looks at her face, searching for any sign of pain, all he sees is pleasure. He smiles and gently starts to move, back and forth. His hands hold her hips in place as he explores every inch of her beautiful garden. He watches each expression she makes and listens to how her body responds to him adjusting the speed and depths of his strokes accordingly. They chat and laugh in between her orgasms. This is better than she had imagined. She felt like a delicate flower being tended to by an experienced gardener. She was loving it. She didn't have to think much, just enjoy the pampering.
Oh, this beautiful dark man. Where did he come from. How did he know exactly where to touch, exactly what to do. Their bodies were in sync. Their minds were in sync. This was scary and yet intoxicating. It was in that moment she realised she had found her very own piece of heaven, the place where her peace was safe.
The end...or the beginning.
