She stood in the middle of his bedroom, fidgeting with the hem of her dress, cheeks already flushed pink.

He approached her slowly, like one might approach a startled deer. "You've never been touched like this before,have you?" he asked, voice deep and gentle. She shook her head, eyes wide and nervous.

The sight of her innocence stirred something primal in him. He cupped her face tenderly and kissed her forehead. "Don't be scared, sweet girl. I'm going to take such good care of you."

He undressed her with patient hands, kissing every inch of newly exposed skin. When he finally laid her down and settled between her thighs, she gasped at the first slow lick of his tongue "Shh, my innocent little angel," he murmured against her wetness.

"Just feel. Let me show you how good it can be."He worshiped her with slow, sensual devotion. Licking , sucking, and exploring her most private places while she whimpered and blushed, discovering pleasure she had never known. He savored every stocked moan and innocent tremble as he gently corrupt her.