Dominate me and love me please (pm only)

His voice was husky and soft, and his words touched her deeply, but she did well to hide all of her emotions.

When he kissed her lips, softly gently, she was enjoying every feel, he truly was a amazing kisser, and she never ever wanted it to end, the way her body so readily reacted to him. Her face was flushed, her body felt different now, more less hers more so his, and she didn't mind that what so ever, she knew now she would do anything this man wanted her to do, sexually all of her was his. He leaned up and looked down at her, a shower sounded really good, but she was breathless and only nodded her head in a yes.

She was still so shy when it came to her body, which was really hard to believe considering what she had just done. She accepted his hand as he pulled her gently from the bed and led her to the bathroom. She watched as he turned on the water, and soon they were under the warmth of the water together. He was relishing her body, as if she were a goddess and she was amazed by this. She blushed at the thought of going away with him. She was sure she would love anything as long as she was with him.

She watched in awe as he cleaned himself quickly, then sat down and started on her own body, she felt sexy, he made her feel sexy. Each touch was gentle and careful and sensual all at the same time, he had such strong hands and he knew how to use them. Softly she whispered. "Than don't" to his response.

He knew how to touch her, and she was slightly ticklish but in a good way, him washing her was so erotic yet alien to her all at once. She was sore all over, but in a good way.

His body was so hot, and made her feel so sexual for him, she presented her entire body to him, she wasn't shy at least not here and now, she wanted him to enjoy her, every part of her. His gentle touches and the gentle way he was caring to her body only turned her on more and more. When his hand reached her breast she felt her nipples touching to that same dull ache. She could see how hard his cock was, and she knew she made him this way, that only turned her on more and more.

She wanted to feel his body, every part of him, she asked him to stand and she hugged him her soapy suds reaching his own body. She moved her body against his. She looked up at him gently.

"More?" She asked. Still new to this she wanted to know what he wanted.
 
He looked down, and saw her luscious young body pressed against his. The soap lubricated their skin, so she slid easily with each movement. She was partly kneeling, and had paused with his cock lying in her cleavage, asking him if he wanted more.

"God.. yesss," he shuddered, feeling quite humbled by her ability to arouse him so innocently.

Tessa smiled and kept her eyes on his as she twisted slowly from side to side. Her breasts slid back and forth over his cock, her nipples hard against his hardness. "Soo good," he breathed, and then let out a groan as he watched her hands move to the sides of her breasts and press her firm globes together. His hips reflexively began to roll, thrusting his cock into her cleavage. She raised and lowered her body to meet him, as he gasped, "Lo...love.. thiss..."

Tessa seemed to be enjoying turning him on so, and struggled to continue. She was not large chested, so between her moving, him moving, and the slickness of the soap, he watched her hands constantly slipping, readjusting her grip, holding her breasts and his cock. He could see her getting a bit frustrated, and he stopped. He bent down and kissed her, saying softly, "Hey, no pouty face. This is supposed to be fun, and I am having a great time."

She still apologized, saying she had wanted to make him cum. He kissed her again, "You are perfect. I have never been with anyone I have wanted more."

"And there are lots of ways to do that," he added merrily, "let's rinse off."

He adjusted the spray and they watched the suds rinse from their bodies. She sat down on the bench, and taking the nozzle, rinsed his legs, and cock and balls. As he turned the water off, he felt her hands on his legs, pulling him closer. For the second time this shower, he heard himself hiss "yess," as she opened her mouth and began lick his cock for the first time.
 
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She looked shyly at him as he looked down on her. She felt good, each nerve ending of her entire body ached for him, each feel of her soapy body against his, only seemed to stem her to want more, to give more and more of herself to him... Mind and body was all his. Innocently and rather shyly she asked her soft question biting her lip, cause she was nervous yet wanton all at the same time.

The way he said yes, seemed to make her nipples harden all over again, and her pussy once again had that same hot feeling she had every time he spoke or every time he touched her.

Each time she moved her soapy body against his, she felt herself shiver all over, and she knew the water had nothing to do with it. She knew this was all new to her, but she just gave in to instinct. Biting her lip, she let herself go, for once she didn't give a fuck about the consequences, her feelings, her in expierence or anything else, she just wanted to please the man before her. Never in a million years did she think anything could be more hot than this, but this was so fucking hot, she was already soaking wet again. The raspiness and huskiness of his voice, Just made her want to give him more and more of herself, she was lost in him.

She was sure he could feel her heart pounding, or could feel how much she wanted whatever he wished to give her. She was still so insecure with her body, but she puts those thoughts aside or at least she tried to, but it was always so hard to do. She got even more irritated with herself when she felt as if she weren't doing him any justice. She looked at him shyly when he kissed her, she felt a little more at ease.

She was humbled and taken aback by his words, surely there were more expierenced woman that he would rather be with but still she said nothing about.

She smiled at him and nodded her head in agreement, she wanted to know what else he had in her mind, inside she was jumping up and down like a kid in a candy shop.

Why was every moment with him so damn sexy. She watched in awe as he washed himself off as well, he was so sexy. She wanted to please him in every way possible, and even though she had never done it before. She put her hands on hhis legs, she wanted everything from him. She looked up and met his eyes, with a blush. She then opened her mouth and tentavily licked the tip of his cock, slowly until she then licked down more, before she took him inside her hot mouth. Something about this seemed to turn her own even more, so she moaned against against his cock.
 
He could not take his eyes from her. What was it about her that made her so compelling? He had certainly fucked enough women. It wasn't as if they had done anything he hadn't done before. And yet, everything they did felt new and exciting.

He watched her as she bobbed over the head of his cock. He heard and felt her moan, and saw that her nipples were hard as her breasts swayed with her movements. She looked up at him and he was struck by the contrasts in her eyes, innocence and hunger. He felt her hand circle the base of his cock and groaned at the sensation. She looked up at him, taking her mouth off his cock for a moment as her hand stroked him slowly. asking if it was ok.
 
The way that he looked at her, only urged her forward. Every time he looked at her she felt as if she were some exotic creature made simply for him. Her thoughts were running rampant and she didn't care one bit, she wanted more of him, she wanted to be the woman that gave him all of his pleasure, hell she wanted him to scream her name in ecstasy.

Every touch he guided her so far, yet she wanted to take somewhat of a leave here and she was sure he wouldn't mind at least in the beginning. Her heart was pounding out of her chest and she loved the thrill of all these new sensations to her.

She took the head of his cock into her ready mouth, she was so sure yet so unsure of her ability to please him, that she was trying to hide the emotion in her eyes. Just having his cock in her mouth turned her on and she didn't even try and hide the fact.

She looked up and met his eyes, she didn't see disappointment, all she saw was want and need and maybe a hint of admiration in his eyes. She placed her hand around his cock, she watched porn it wasn't as if she hadn't seen things, she wasn't completely shut away from the world, she had needs too.

She looked up at him questioning him in her eyes, she wanted to know if she was doing okay, she then cupped his balls in her tiny hands and started to take more than just the head of his cock in her mouth, and when she did she could feel her pussy dripping for him.
 
The sight of her taking him deeper and the gentle, wet heat suckling his cock were making him delirious with want. The control that made him a good lover, the attentiveness to his partner that seemed so lacking in other men, was eroding, leaving him with the animal desire to fuck, to take what he wanted.

His hands flexed at his sides, as she took half his cock into her mouth. His hips moved slowly, matching her motions. He heard her moan again as she took him to the back of her mouth. His hands drifted slowly into her wet hair, a low moan rumbling in his throat. He couldn't stop himself as he felt his fingers curl into her hair, grasping her head firmly. His hips rolled and his cock edged forward, reaching the entrance to her throat.

She looked up at him, as he paused, seeing so many things in those beautiful eyes. He saw fear, the acknowledgement that he could do whatever he wanted with her in that moment, and most of all, desire. As clearly as he wanted her, he could see she wanted him. Her eyes told him that she was drenched and open, aching for him.

He teetered for a moment, then pulled her head off his cock. She gave a small cry of surprise, disappointment, confusion. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to her feet. He bent and picked her up bodily. Twisting and taking a step, he sat down on the bench. He felt her legs part as he lowered her, thanking heaven that her pussy met his upraised cock. They both gave strangled moans as her pussy engulfed his cock. She slid all the way down his length, until her womb was pressed against the head of his manhood.

His cock throbbed inside her as she settled on him. He felt her hands on his face, and then her lips and desperate kisses. His hands grasped her slender waist and began to raise and lower her. Her eyes were wide as she rode him, her hard nipples scraping against his chest. He clenched his teeth as he felt his balls rise. He gasped her name as he came hard inside her, his cum fountaining inside her, filling his beautiful love...
 
The taste of him in her mouth was heady, he tasted of man, and it was a taste she already craved more and more of. Her heart was thumping and she was sure it would almost pound right outside of her chest. She sighed against his cock, she never wanted anything more than she wanted this man.... And she knew come Monday morning it would be a entirely different story... But for now she was his and he wanted her and that was enough.

She slowly started taking more of him in her mouth, and she hoped like hell he was enjoying it. As he moved his hips, it only motivated her to continue. When his hands touched her still wet hair she sighed as little shivers ran up and down her entire spine. She moaned against his cock as he took her farther into her mouth, wanting to taste more and more of him. When he grasped her hair she sighed, she was surprised at how much trust she had for him. Once his cock reached the back of her throat she gasped, more in surprise than in anything else, and she wanted to go farther she wanted him to go farther.

She looked up at him sweetly. Sure she was slightly scared she had done things with him, she had never even thought possible, she wondered why she was so giving of herself to him, when with any other man he wouldn't have even been able to come this close to her. She wanted him in every sexual way possible, and she was sure she would give him anything that he wanted of her. Her pussy was so needy so ready and willing for him.

She was disappointed and hoped he wasn't disappointed in her. She almost pouted as he pulled his cock from her mouth. When he pulled her to her feet and the way that he was looking at her, with longing as if she were the only person in the world that mattered. When he picked her up she let out a slight gasp. She looked down at his as he rearranged hisself on the bench. She sighed when her legs parted her body was sore and yet she didn't care she wanted this, she wanted him.

When her pussy took all of his cock she gasped she was so damn full of him, she felt so many things all at one time. The way her pussy readily accepted him, made her moan and sigh in pleasure, she knew her body was going to feel this all in the morning.

She felt every throb of his cock, so full of nothing but him, she knew she wouldn't last long. Her hands gently touched his face, then her lips found his, she wanted all of him. She belonged to him, and he had already marked her as his in more ways than one. Her hands tugged in his hair, her passion for him was overflowing. When he grabbed her waist and moved her slowly up and down on him, she could feel her resolve breaking down. This feeling was more than she could ever ask for, she was on edge her hands were holding into his shoulders for support. She was biting her lip, moaning and sighing careful not to dig into him again. She already marked him enough.

When he screamed her name that was all it took before she came completely undone, she was unraveling atop of him, screaming writhing, groaning, she was physically emotionally and mentally spent, and sexually sated, she licked her lips, and caught her breath as she then came all around him joining in his orgasm.

Good god she thought she couldn't take much more. But she wanted more wanted to give him more and more of herself.
 
Even though warm water from the shower was still spraying on their legs, and their hot bodies were joined, he shivered. God, what was it about her? She was so, so...extraordinary.

He held her on his lap, his cock still firmly wedged inside her. She shifted slightly and he felt their warm juices drip down his balls. He had cum inside her, again. He was ordinarily so careful about contraception, but with her...

She swam back to consciousness, opening her large, vulnerable eyes, looking into his. He pulled her to him, her breasts flattening against his chest, their lips together, gently kissing. It all felt so incredibly right, the kind of right he had not felt in years and had feared he would never feel again.

He leaned his forehead against hers, "Tessa, you are a dangerous woman."

When she giggled, and asked for his explanation, he replied softly, "Because, my love." He paused, letting the word sink in, "you make me feel things I have not felt in a very long time. Because once I have had you, I only want more. Because you give me crazy ideas."

When she asked what, he parted far enough to look in her eyes again, "Like not wanting a day to pass without you. Like wanting you to be mine, all mine. Like truly letting myself go with you and letting all my fantasies out to play."

He couldn't read her face, and wondered if he had said too much. He tried to make light of it, "You asked. Full disclosure. Offer void where prohibited. Certain restrictions may apply."

He was relieved to see she was amused. He reached down for the shower nozzle and brought it between them, rinsing them both. He pouted for a second when she climbed off of him. He rinsed the stream of his cum, tricking down her leg, off. Part of him wished it had all remained inside her. He looked at her, wondering if she knew what he hoped.

Finally clean, again, the exited the shower. They toweled each other off slowly, enjoying each other's bodies. As she knelt in front of him, drying his calves, she looked at his cock, and then up at him. Something in her expression made him want to explain, "I loved what you were doing earlier. I just needed something a bit rougher... at that moment, and didn't know if you would be up to.. my taking you orally."

It was a polite way of saying that he wanted to shove his cock down her throat and face fuck her, but chose instead to cum deep inside her unprotected pussy. He pulled her to her feet, bringing her lips to his again, words eluding him.
 
The feel of him so deep inside of her, made her feel so many deep emotions that she just couldn't explain not even try to understand. He brought things out of her that she could never even begin to understand. She was lost in her feelings but she tried so hard to hide them.

The way he held her on his lap, made her whimper and moan, this feeling was spectacular. She wasn't thinking about work on Monday, or how she felt, how he made her feel, made her want more than she ever wanted before. She was so naive that protection didn't even come to her mind, well nothing came to her mind but him when they were together.

She knew she blacked out for a moment, the pleasure had completely taken her over, and she opened her eyes and looked at him gently. She was glad when he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. His kiss sent small shivers throughout her entire body, and when he pulled Away she felt lost without him, she found herself needing this, oh no she thought to herself, she couldn't be falling for him, or perhaps she already had, sexually she was his... But she couldn't really be all that he deserved and wanted.

She bit her lip at his words, partially only understanding them, she looked still innocently at him.

Something about the way he said my love, only added fuel to her flame. Her heart was racing he was making her feel things she didn't want to feel or didn't know how to feel. She smiled at his comment about having crazy ideas.. And was curious as to what he meant.

She was surprised at the honesty in his words and yet his worlds pleased her all at the same time. She then asked him what kind of things he had in mind she wanted, no she needed to know more and she knew in this moment all that mattered to her was him, and pleasing him.

"No please Chris, I want to no everything, cause once you open the door there's no turning back for me... I want all you have to give... And I need to know if I can give you all of what you deserve, if not emotionally at least sexually." And she surprised herself by her own honesty.

She didn't want to part her body from his own, but they had to clean up at some point and she giggled at the same disappointed look on his face as well. The things this man made her feel was incomprehensible and yet she wanted more needed more and more of him and what he had to offer, at least... In this way...

They exited the shower together, and the way he seemed to look at her sent shockwaves all through her. He was so physically fit, and so beautiful at the same time she knew in all her years on this earth she would never find a man that made her feel the things he made her feel. She loved touching him, every part of him was toned, she knew from working out eating right and always taking good care of himself, she found her eyes upon his cock, and her thoughts went back to before. She was unsure of what to say to his explanation. "I thought well, I thought I wasn't pleasing you." She said and in that one statement her vulnerability came out in waves.

She wondered how she looked to him, he probably thought she was a fool for her words, but she had to say them, the he kissed her and all traces went away all she felt was his lips on hers, she was tired, unsure of herself, confused in her feelings, this weekend was maybe to much for her, but she didn't want it to end.
 
Chris bent over and slid an arm under her thighs. He lifted her off the floor and cradled her. As he carried her to the bedroom, he said softly, "no, no, I was enjoying what you were doing immensely. I was just afraid to let go completely. Like you said, once the door is open, you can't go back."

He carried her the remaining distance to his bed and lay he down. He went to the opposite side of the bed and slid in next to her. She opened her arms to him as he rolled on to his side, leaning in for a kiss. He felt her hands on his face, holding him lightly. She murmured that she really wanted know what he needed, what his crazy desires were.

Her voice was slowing as she spoke. She was close to sleep. He rested his hand on her chest and slowly began to stroke her, softly, avoiding any of her erotic centers. Her breath deepened. He rested his hand on her belly at one point, wondering if there was new life beneath his hand. and then resumed petting her.

He started to whisper, barely audible, "I want... I want to love you Tessa. I want you to love me, unreservedly, always. I want to make love to you in every way possible, everywhere possible. I want to marry you. I want to put a child into you..."

He could feel his cock swelling again, albeit sorely, as he continued, barely above a breath, "I want to hold you down and fuck you. I want to push my cock down your throat. I want you to beg for me cum. I want to take you to affairs, barely dressed, that every man can see, but none can touch. I want you to be mine, mind, heart, body and soul."

He stopped. She gave no sign that she had heard anything, but he had finally said it. He clasped her a little closer, lay his head down, and gave himself to hopeful sleep.
 
She looked at him tenderly, and took a deep breath. When he scooped her in his arms she smiled at him. She felt so safe and secure with him, it was a feeling that she so much feared and shocked her all at the same time. She was thrilled by his words, cause she never wanted to disappoint him any well what so ever.

When he laid her down she relaxed and stretched her sore muscles. She looked over at him, god every glimpse of him made her want him even more. She opened her arms to him, she wanted to not be apart from him, she leaned in for a kiss and he gladly gave it to him. She wanted him to know how she felt, she didn't have words just actions. She asks gently questions, she was tired but she needed to know these things, needed to know if these were things she could allow herself to give him.

She felt herself tiring but she refused to fall asleep, she wanted to have a conversation with him, she needed it. Her breathing was slowing but she controlled it, she hadn't ever felt this relaxed or safe in her life. When he gently placed his hand on her chest she sighed in contentment. She realized she could trust him. When he placed his hand on her taut tummy she smiled warmly at him.

The way he whispered completely caught her attention. She turned slightly so she could really looked into his tender yet fierce eyes. What he said completely caught her off guard. Words of love stunned her. She knew she was chewing her lip. She realized she wanted to love him, but this scared the hell out of her. She realized her hands were shaking slightly, and she was glad that they were under the covers. When he mentioned marriage she was even more stunned... This was happening to fast.. But she hid the emotions on her face. Children she never once thought of kids, how could she even be a good mother, she didn't even know what having a family was like.

She listened intently as he continued on, baring himself completely to her. She took a long breath and knew that she would never hesitate for him to hold her down, and she knew she wanted that too, she was not sure why, maybe tomorrow she could ask him. When he mentioned pushing his cock down her throat her nipples tightened. She had already begged him to cum, she knew she would do it again. She bit her lip at the thought of other men looking at her and oddly it turned her on. She wanted to be his, she realized more thAn she had ever wanted anything in her life, but she wasn't ready to admit that.

She was in audible and she had her eyes closed most of the time, that she wondered if part of her only had dreamed it all. She fell asleep in his arms, and for at least this night she was happy.
 
Tessa woke the next morning, rested and sore, so sore she felt amazing, Chris had made her feel things she had never thought possible, and she had given him so much of herself that she knew would forever be his no matter what happened.

She rolled over realizing she was wrapped tight in his naked arms, he was even sexy when he slept, she felt her cheeks redden, she had a few different thoughts going through her mind... She chewed her lip, thought about what she was going to do, debating on if she should.

She had to do a few things first, she rushed to his kitchen and made a pot of coffee she was sure they both would need. Part of her felt uneasy in his house the other part of her felt as if he wouldn't care that she made herself at home. She then rushed to the bathroom and searched for her purse, she found it and pulled her brush from her bag and brushed her hair and pulled in back into a tight messy bun.

Taking a deep breath she was glad she noticed a extra toothbrush, and quickly brushed her teeth, she didn't want him to wake up before she had a chance to do what she was planning, so everything was done in a rush.

Taking a deep breath she walked back into the bedroom, her heart was racing her palms were sweating, but she wanted him to know how far she was willing to go for him, how much of herself she was willing to give him.

He didn't have his cover on and he was already semi hard, she rubbed her hands together, and gently crawled between his legs, she let her hands brush his balls, and then tentatively took him into her mouth, and then let her hand touch the base of his cock as she slowly started bobbing her head.
 
Chris slept deeply, his arms around the woman he was falling in love with, sated, hopeful, excited, so many good things that his mind couldn't wrap around them all at once. He dreamt lightly of Tessa, his dreams become more erotic and intense as the night passed. He woke from one of them, surprised both to not have her in his arms and to feel sensation of his cock being sucked. He looked down to see Tessa between his legs on the bed, her hair in a bun, her luscious breasts hanging down, her head bobbing up and down. She stopped for a moment, his cock filling her mouth, as her lips formed a tight seal and she started to suck him, her tongue running along the base of the head. He shifted, and then groaned, "Ohhh... Good... morning... Tes... sa."

He folded his pillow behind his head. This was simply too scrumptious not to watch. He saw her move back until just the head was in her mouth, looking up at him. She look mischievously at him, backing even further away, until her mouth was just poised over the head. He waited for her take him in her mouth again, but she just froze there, her eyes dark.

"Ah, an invitation," I finally dawned on him. He brought his hands to her head and slid his fingers into her hair. Her eyes went wide and he felt her start to pant on his cock. He pulled her face down, his cock sliding into her mouth. It filled her mouth. She kept her eyes on his and didn't move. "Yessss," he hissed as he began to move her head up down. He kept it slow for a time, almost just letting her bob.

But as his arousal mounted, he began to pull harder on her head, the tip of his cock just entering her throat. He heard her whimper and he shuddered. With a growl he pulled hard, forcing her lips down onto his erection. The head of his cock slid into her throat. He felt and heard her convulse. He panted as he let her lift off of his cock, gasping. She breathed hard a couple times and swallowed, then opened her mouth again. He took the invitation and forced her all the way down, until her nose met his pubic hair. He rolled his hips, grinding against her face for a few seconds, before she gagged and he released her.

When she lifted off his cock this time, he was close. She coughed and looked pleadingly at him. She opened her mouth and he forced her all the way down. He growled as he let himself cum, and heard her moan around his cock as his semen splashed down her throat. He felt her body spasm and her throat constrict and swallow. He released her and with a gasp she pulled herself off him, cum dribbling out of her mouth, his cock still pumping slowly.

He collapsed back the bed, "Oh my god Tessa...soo good."
 
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She was quite surprised By her own boldness, but he did this to her, he brought this side out of her,and she was glad that she was learning how much she enjoyed giving herself to this man, he was making her learn things of herself that she didn't know possible. She wanted him, wanted to taste his hard cock in her wet and waiting mouth. She smiled on his cock as he slowly started to wake. She looked up and her eyes shyly met his own. She didn't stop as there eyes met something about this made her feel sexually powerful at least for now. She smiled with his cock in her mouth as he moaned out a good morning.

She watched as he made himself more comfortable. She was shy all of a sudden, but it didn't cause her to stop one bit. She moved slightly taking the tip of his cock into her mouth, slightly teasing wanting this to linger for a moment. She gave him the look, the look of wanting him go set the next tone, but she didn't want to stop and tell him so. She stopped and looked at him, grinning slyly.

She was giving him a opening for what he wanted to do last night... She was giving herself to him. The feeling of his fingers moving into her hair, she sighed deeply. This wasn't just for his pleasure but for being able to pleasure him it was for her own pleasure as well. He started pulling his cock down more on his cock and she moaned. His entire cock was filling her mouth. Looking up into his eyes and seeing the passion in them moved her in ways she just couldn't explain. She let him take the lead now, the driver seat was all his. He let her just go down slowly at first.

He started to pull her down more onto his cock, as he started entering her throat. She whimpered slightly. The growl turned her on even more and then he pulled her hot mouth all the way down on his cock, as she slightly gasped. The more he entered her throat the more she gasped for air, but damn it felt so good the power he had over her that he could do whatever he wanted to her. He pulled her down more and more when her nose hit his balls and she gagged slightly and he let her up for a moment.

She didn't want him to stop she wanted him to continue on and on. She coughed and looked gently at him. When she opened her mouth he forced her down onto his cock once more as she breathed. She felt him let himself go as she breathed deeply and felt his hot sperm hit into her throat she started to swallow it carefully not wanting to miss a drop. She pulled herself from his cock took a few deep breaths and wiped the remaining cum from the sides of her mouth before licking it from her fingers.

She blushed when he told her it was so good and again she felt so damn sexy.
 
When he finally caught his breath, he focussed on the woman between his legs, licking his cum from his fingers and swallowing it eagerly. All the while, she watched him, looking radiantly sexy. He grinned at her, "you look pleased with yourself."

She smiled a bit wider, then pursed her lips. He sat up and reached down, taking her shoulders. "You should," he complimented her, "that was amazing."

He pulled her up next to him on the bed, enjoying the feel of her body briefly moving against his. He kissed her and could taste his own scent on her lips. He stroked her face, then let his hand slide down her her neck and chest, musing, "And you know what the sexiest part was?"

His hand moved over her belly, drawing a straight line to her mons, "You were turned on doing it?"

He knew she would be, and still purred when his fingers dipped between her legs and felt her flower, wet, and warm and open. He stroked lightly up and down her slick furrow, teasing her, "I think you like it when I am rough with you."

He dipped inside her a couple times, then slid back up an inch to lightly circle her clit. "Most girls would get crazy if I forced my cock down their throats, but you got wet."

He watched her reactions to what he was saying and doing, playing her body, learning more and more about her, bringing her closer and closer to climax. "Tell me Tessa, are you mine? I can take you places no other man can, but I need to know. Are you mine?"

He circled her clit more quickly as she struggled to speak, her answer coming as a cry and a moan as her body trembled and writhed beneath his touch. He kept circling, moving slower, as her moment passed. She had barely started breathing normally again, when he kissed her, rasping, "Good, I will hold you to that."

And as her eyes widened, he moved on top of her, raining kisses down upon her shoulders and slowly moving down...
 
She loved the way he looked sated and pleased, and she was shocked at how wet her own pussy was, just from pleasing him. She was watching him so intently her passion for him shined through her eyes. She actually was pleased with herself... She felt so sexy so wanted.

She leaned up on her heels and smiled at him. When he grabbed her gently by her shoulder and told her she should, her cheeks turned red. She was so happy when he told her it was amazing, thank god she thought to herself.

He pulled her against him on the bed and smiled so brightly she thought she had never smiled so hard in her life. His kiss was soft and gentle and as always goosebumps ran along every inch of her body. He started caressing her gently his hand running tenderly down her body, and when he asked her what the sexiest part was, she shook her head no.

When his hand only lightly touched her pussy she gasped and blushed once more at his words.

She had to catch her breath when his fingers found the wetness of her pussy, she was so hot and so wet for him, and ready her pussy was so ready for him. God yes she fucking loved it, she didn't understand why, and she knew some part of her should be disturbed by this but she wasn't.

Every time his finger would slide into her opening she would rise to meet him, she needed and wanted more and more of him. Again she wondered why that was, and she wanted to ask him.

Every time he touched her, she gasped, moaned, and writhed wanting more and more of him, please she thought to herself she knew she wasn't going to last very Long, she was already so damn turned on by him.

His words were mesmerizing as she looked up at him.

When his finger found her clit, her whole body tightened, she knew she was so very close, she was on the edge and was ready to jump right over.

She screamed yes over and over again, her hands pulling at his hair, as she came unglued all together.m
 
Her skin was hot beneath his lips, bearing the hint of perspiration that comes from climax. He opened his mouth as he moved over her breasts, her soft mounds hard tipped and sensitive. He pinched a nipple between his lips and pulled, then released and let it snap back. Tessa gasped and he smiled, then did it again. He felt her areola hardening and ran his tongue roughly over her aroused flesh. He purred as he brought his hands to the sides of her breasts, pressing them together, then renewed his assault on her nipples. Back and forth he went, nipping, licking, pulling, until the feel of her hips rolling against his abs became to violent to ignore.

He released her boobs and slid down, running his nose over the hair on her mons, gratified by the shudder it produced. Her pussy was hot and wet and lush. He gave her a long slow lick, from her dripping opening to her engorged clit. When she heaved at the sensation, he sealed his lips around the sensitve bud and began to suck. Her groans were music to his ears as he continued to suck, his tongue lapping the tip of the bud in his mouth.
 
Every touch made her feel as if she was on fire more and more. Then he moved to her breast and she thought she was going to lose it more and more, every time she touched him, she moaned more and more, good god how much more could she take.

Her nipples were already so sensitive that she felt tingles all over her skin, goosebumps ran along her skin, he knew what he was doing. Oh the way this man made her feel drove her completely insane, that she wanted and ached for more and more of him.

Her nipples hardened to the point of where they were aching for more touching more licking. She bit her lip when he pressed her breast together and continued his assault on her breast, her pussy tightened all over again and she knew she was so close all over again.

She was raising to meet him she needed release she needed him, she was always at a loss with every touch he placed among her entire body.

She was disappointed when he left her breast, but almost squealed when he reached her wet pussy. She had her eyes closed, she was enjoying the moment, only wanted to feel and not think. She bit her lip when his tongue found her wetness and then when he touched her over sensitive clit, she nearly rose all the way from his bed.

He started to suckle her clit and she thought she was going to completely lose it, oh god the things this man did to her with his mouth made her feel like she was flying high all the time.

She wasn't going to last, she started screaming his name over and over and begged and pleaded to cum.
 
Her pleas were raw, and perhaps the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. He felt his cock rising to fullness as she begged to cum. He smiled inwardly, knowing all he had to do was continue exactly what he was doing. Still, wanting to put her out of her agony, he sucked her clit a little harder and flicked his tongue a touch faster. Tessa's body started to tremble violently as her words became babbling moans. She came, and she came hard, just as he had hoped. It was a climax that left her gasping weakly, her hands pressing against his head, silently asking him to stop.

He did, in fact, ease up and lift his head smiling. He got on all fours and moved on top of her. She watched as he lowered his hips and guided his cock to her sopped pussy. She protested weakly, saying she couldn't, that she was too sensitive.

He smiled as he brought the head to her entrance, "no, I think you are just perfect. You are mine and I will have you."

And with that, pushed into her.
 
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Her pussy was like warm butter, soft and enveloping. In two strokes he had pushed all the way inside her. Her eyes were rolled back into her head and her mouth was open wide. He rested deep within her, savoring her, as she trembled and sighed. He waited until her eyes focussed on his once more.

Then he began to move his hips slowly, easing his cock in and out of her in long, languorous strokes. "Do you feel me Tessa? Do you feel every inch of my cock?" he asked her.

"I want you to. I want you to crave it, crave me," he continued.

He pushed as deep as he could, the head of his manhood pressing firmly against her cervix, asking, "Do you feel that? My cock pressing against your womb?"

"I am going to cum deep inside you Tessa. I am going to bathe your womb with my seed. And you are going to want it. You are going to beg for it."

His words seemed an aphrodisiac for them both. He started to move his hips slowly again, both of them feverish for each other, both of them lost in the pleasure of each other.
 
Once he entered her pussy, she sighed in contentment, everytime he was inside of her she moaned and groaned in passion. When he was all the way inside of her, she moaned and grabbed his biceps he filled her to he hilt, and he felt amazing inside of her, she felt as if his cock was made just for her. The feeling was so overwhelming, in her already over sensitized pussy. She held tight onto him, afraid she might go crazy if she weren't touching him. She opened her eyes and met his very passionant ones.

He wasn't just fucking her now, she knew he was making love to her, slow torturous passionant love. When he asked her if she felt him, she could barely speak so she eagerly shook her head yes. God did she ever feel every inch of his cock deep inside of her. Her eyes were looking into his own rather intently.

"I... I do... I do crave you, Chris I crave all of you." She barely squeaked out.

He drove deep into her pussy his cock all the way deep inside of her and god, she felt so many things all at the same time. She shook her head feverishly that yes she felt him deep inside of her, and she knew now that she belonged to him, she was sure there was no way he was ever going to let her go.

She didn't think of his cumming deep inside of her unprotected pussy, and at this point she didn't really care, she wanted it she wanted him, she wanted m to cum deep inside her womb, she wanted to feel all that he had to give her.

She was so close, she was wondering if he was as close as she was. Her fingers ran up and down his biceps, his muscles were so tight she she loved touching him.

She whimpered... "Chris please... "
 
She was so beautifully close. Her body told him in a dozen ways, the tightness of her cunt, the flush of her skin, the shortness of her breath and wideness of her pupils. She asked him please, and he knew he couldn't hold off any longer. He gave her two short thrusts before sinking all the way inside her and grinding against her hips. Their eyes were locked, so terribly intimately, as he started to cum, gasping her name. He felt her pleasure peak as she writhed beneath him. He could feel his cum gushing inside her, pooling in her womb, a slow warm explosion. He held her, finally feeling as though she was his. He kissed her softly, then whispered, "I love you."

He did. He didn't know how it had happened so quickly, but it had. He was holding his love and he was not going to let go.
 
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She knew there was no way she was going to last, the slow rocking of his hips, the way he was looking at her, the way her pussy was clenching his cock. Her breathing was shallow, her mind and heart racing as she held onto him for dear life. She whimpered and begged him please and in that moment she would beg him to do anything he wanted to do to her.

Again when he was all the way inside of her sh gasped and clawed and moaned, and writhed underneath of him coming completely undone all over again... And him screaming her name only added to the waves of pleasure that were over taking her.

He felt so good inside of her, every inch of his inside her was like heaven, as she savored each and every moment, her own orgasm taking over, making her scream, and pant for him.

She loved the feeling of being in his arms afterward.

His words took her by complete surprise, and she didn't know how to respond. What was she supposed to say to that, but looking into his eyes she knew he genuinly meant it, and that only scared her more, she wanted to say it back, but she wasn't sure just how she felt, she knew she cared for him, she knew she wanted him, she knew she wanted to love him... But she didn't know how.

Her heart was racing as she lay in his arms, if she didn't say anything she felt horrible, if she did respond she didn't want to come off as a liar. She looked into his eyes as confusion laid in her own.
 
He realized his mistake a moment after he had spoken. Whatever he felt, he should have kept it to himself. His eyes searched her, and saw a deer in the headlights, afraid.

Fuck! He couldn't take his words back. How best to not look completely lame or a stalker?

His expression was soft as he lifted his head, giving her a little space. It was rather odd, since his cock was still deep in her cunt, plugging his copious ejaculate deep inside her. "I'm sorry," he started, "I didn't mean that to put any pressure on you. I was.. in the moment."

He could feel himself coloring, "Don't get me wrong. I meant every word Tessa. You feel wonderful and I just had to say it."

"And you don't have to say it back, not yet at least," he continued, "I just want a chance with you, and to let you know I am serious."

"And should probably shut up, before I do any more damage," he sighed.

He closed his eyes for a minute, not particularly happy with how that had gone. He inhaled, and seized upon what he smelled. He smiled, "You put on coffee? May I get us some?"

She assented and he kissed her. He felt awkward as he slid his cock from her body, and wanted nothing more than to hold her close. But he forced himself up, and saw her glance at his cock, coated with their juices. He grabbed a robe and walked from the room.

He took his time in the kitchen, getting himself together. When he returned with a tray, he found Tessa curled up in his bed, the covers pulled up to her neck. "Chilly?" he asked, concerned, "this will warm you up."
 
The last thing she wanted was for him to think that she didn't feel anything for him, because that just wasn't the case, she was just so afraid of being thrown away or that once she really gave all of herself to him, somehow he would leave, she was so damaged and strong all at the same time.

She was chewing on her lip so hard she thought for sure she was going to draw blood, she felt like a deer in headlights.

Her thoughts were running rampant.

She looked everywhere but at him. She didn't want him to see the fear and uncertanty in her eyes... And she had no idea what to do or say.

She was looking at her semi shaking hands, it wasn't as if she was scared of him, she was not she was scared more so of herself and her own feelings.

As he looked down at her, she smiled a genuine smile, she wasn't mad or sad that he said the words, it was just the only person that had ever said they loved her was Bonnie, she never had a man show her this much kindness.

She didn't want him to pull away from her, but now she felt like a fucking idiot, maybe she should have said it back, but she wasn't sure what these feelings were, Chris had been in love before, she hadn't she didn't even know what it felt like, she felt cherished by him, wanted, needed... Perhaps this is what love felt like.

When he said he was sorry, she felt guilty or as if he was trying to take his words back, which only made her more unsure of herself, and of her feelings.

She smiled tenderly at him, she found herself tenderly running her fingers along his back his arms, she needed to say something... But she was speechless, he felt like home to her... She had never felt at home with anyone in her life and he made her feel this.

She wanted to say something, but she just was at a complete loss for words, her heart was pounding in her chest, and she wanted to tell him something, something to indicate how she felt about him.

She didn't want him to shut up, she could hear him talk for hours, his voice was soothing, silky, sexy and made her feel comfortable and safe, just like he did.

She smiled warmly up at him, glad that he couldn't read minds, cause hers was all over the place... Maybe she couldn't say she loved him, because she couldn't really believed he loved her, considering she was unlovable.

She softly said please to him asking her if she wanted coffee, she felt so horrible that she hadn't said anything back to his admission of love.. What the hell was wrong with her, any woman in her right mind would be grateful that Chris loved them, all she felt was fear.

She was so damn cold, she wasn't sure if it was actually cold or if it was just her. She smiled when he walked back into the room.

"Chris... Can you just hold me, please.... I think you can warm me up.." Her voice came out shaky, and she was slightly shivering as she looked up,at him as she held the blankets to her neck.

She bit her lip... "And I need to be honest with you." She said almost to low for him to hear her.
 
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