They didn't break eye contact when he started moving his hands, caressing her slowly and gently. He really wanted to be gentle. He raised his hand easily because of the soap, reaching the curve of her breasts. He was looking straight into her eyes to see how far he could go, and she didn't reject it.
His thumbs roamed the curve of both her breasts, making her gasp and blush deeply. This was the first time someone touched her like this, he could tell. The girl shuddered under his touch, he was still hard, and it was getting difficult for him to find control. He slowly cut the distance between them, making her step back until her back touched the wall. Then she felt her core tingle. She bit her lip as she averted her gaze from him. Her shiny, wet lips caught his attention, looking so soft and enticing, he felt the urge to feel them.
He brought his right hand up and lifted her face by the chin, then kissed her. His other hand that was touching her breast slightly fell down, going to her back to press her even more against him. She could feel his hot hardness pressed onto her belly. She felt the tingles again, and a hot wave made her quiver.
The first kiss was a soft pressing of their lips, they parted until their noses touched, and gazed at each other. That only lasted a second, for he immediately went for the second one. It was not as soft, but careful enough not to freak her out. He gently moved his lips, opening them even more. Still with his hand on her chin, he grabbed it in such a way she had to open her mouth a bit more; he then licked her bottom lip and introduced the tip of his tongue deeper into her parted lips. She felt his tongue touch hers, as if asking her to join him. She was feeling dizzy, whether it was because of the hot steam coming out of the shower or because of his touch. So, she grabbed his hair with one hand and with the other she wandered it up his arms from his wrist.
She then obliged. Her tongue went further and touched his, making circles around the tip. He almost lost his mind at that moment. Those kisses were deadly and painfully slow. Her tongue as sweet as nectar, dancing with his as if they knew each other for a long time. He fully cupped her breast with his left hand, hearing her sigh in response. He could even feel her hard rock nipple in his fingers. Allen squeezed it a little before going all the way to her back, traveling effortlessly to her butt.
The tingles in her core were only growing stronger, and it felt so hot she thought she was on fire. She'd never felt like this before, but then again, she was a virgin. She lowered her left arm from his neck to his chest, feeling his hard muscles flex under her touch; wandered into his abs, enjoying the feeling under her finger. She miscalculated, though, because, without wanting to, she brushed her hand against his erection. Isabelle felt him tense up, stopping the kiss right that moment and pressing his forehead against hers.
He looked at her, and with a hoarse voice he said,
"You're driving me crazy."
"S—Sorry."
"No, it's not bad… It's just—" He blushed a little, looking at her deeper. "I want to know how you're feeling."
He said the last part like a purr, putting his right hand on her cheek and closing the distance between them again. He was completely drawn to her, she was addictive.
She never thought it was going to be like this. She thought he was just going to get over it soon, get dressed and leave. She even thought they were going to a hotel since it was just her; not worth of taking her home.
She returned the kiss faster than they both imagined. Still, those kisses were not rough and empty, they were as deep as they could get, slowly ripping them from judgement. His hand caressed his way to her belly, going down slowly. She felt him going down until he almost reached her sweet spot. She broke the kiss and looked at him with wide eyes. He looked back at her as he went a bit further; he needed to see her face when he touched her for the first time. She opened her mouth slightly as she inhaled sharply.
He felt his dick twitch the moment he felt her wetness all over her. Her sweet spot was also covered with her fluid as he rubbed his two fingers over it. She moaned softly as she grabbed his hair, still looking at him straight into his eyes. He stopped and, at that moment, he knew.
I want her. I want to make her mine, he thought as he moved his fingers again. She felt the strokes on her spot sending heat waves all over her body, a knot forming inside her. It was building up so quickly she couldn't even process it. She rolled her eyes up and then closed them, while he looked at her face in delight. He was looking because it turned him on like nothing he'd ever seen, his eyes darkened by the second as he saw her fall apart. Knowing that it was his doing made his erection harder, if that was even possible.
It didn't take him more than a few seconds, and she was trembling under his touch, moaning the sexiest noise he'd heard. It was a sweet, delicate, shy moan. She rolled her hips repeatedly over his fingers, patting as she slowly got out of the haze.
"Did you like it?" He asked softly. His breath caressed her face. She just nodded, still dumbfounded. "I'd like to take this to my bed… If you're OK with it."
She turned the water off and took his hand, but was so embarrassed she couldn't move. He chuckled a little, then grabbed her and lifted her, putting her legs around his waist. He hugged her firmly, leaving practically no space between them, and then smiled broadly. She was shocked by how beautiful his smile was, as well as the fact that she'd never actually seen him smile before. She reached a hand out to touch his cheek. She didn't think much of it, but it made both of them feel butterflies.
He looked deeply in her eyes.
"Do you want to go on?" He asked, feeling beyond disappointed at the thought of her saying she didn't want to.
"Why? You don't?" She asked back, a bit scared.
"Me? Why do you ask?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow. She shrugged, a bit embarrassed to admit it.
"Maybe you got bored…" Her voice got lost in the air. He then hugged her tightly, so she could feel him. Her cheeks grew red when she noticed what he meant.
"You can't say I'm bored when you have me like this." His eyes grew dark again as he walked towards the bed.
"We're going to get the bed wet. We just got out of the shower." She said nervously.
"I don't care."
He slowly crawled on the bed, putting her down and placing his body above hers. He then stood up on his knees to see her better from a distance. She tried to cover her body, looking embarrassed as it was, but he grabbed her hands and put them each beside her head. He continued to look at her. Every detail in her skin, every curve in her body; all of her. When he was done and finally looked at her, he noticed she was doing the same thing. He also felt embarrassed, for some reason. He waited until she landed her eyes on his and said:
"You're beautiful."
She looked surprised for a second, but then smiled happily.
"You're very handsome, too."
He also smiled. It's not the first time he's heard it before, but it's the first time someone said it in a moment like this. And it's an understatement that he's never had a moment like this: intimate. Before he could think about his next move, she lifted her body just enough for her hands to grab his face and dragged him down, kissing him when she got the chance. It took him by surprise because until now he was the one initiating contact, but he was unexpectedly happy about this outcome.
He kissed her back without wasting time, he moved then to her neck and then to her earlobe, licking it softly. She felt one of his hands go up to the curve of her breasts and started caressing it. Meanwhile, he kissed his way from her neck to the other breast. He looked at her while sticking out his wet tongue, and touched her already hard-rock nipple with it. She was so completely bedazzled by how sexy he looked that she couldn't stop looking at him.
He was enjoying himself as he wrapped his lips around her nipple, sucking it gently. She involuntarily looked at the white ceiling above them, feeling how the tension between her legs was growing. She felt him sucking, biting, licking, and sucking again at her, each time feeling heat waves spread out of her core. The sucking noises were extremely hot, turning her on even more. She spread her legs unconsciously, a motion that drew one of his hands right to her core. He touched her as he did in the shower, softly and slowly.
She could feel it already building up inside of her. He stopped masturbating her as well as his job upstairs to kiss her deeply, his tongue looking for hers vigorously. He sucked on her lower lip and then bit it softly; holding it in his teeth as the hand in her core went a bit further, right at her entrance. She was all wet, which made it easier for him to introduce his middle finger.
She started moaning without noticing it, rolling her eyes as he thrusted slowly in and out of her. He licked his lips, enjoying it. Feeling how tight she wrapped around his finger almost made him fuck her at that moment, but he had to control himself; this was not about him. His finger then started moving faster and deeper. Her moans went louder as she felt him kissing his way down to her core.
She opened her eyes and saw him spreading her legs even more. He was looking at her in all her glory. She saw him lick his lips with lust filling his eyes as he was still thrusting her. He lowered down a bit more and kissed her clit, sending vibrations throughout her body, stroking it with his tongue at last. The build up multiplied at every level. She stopped moaning as she had stopped breathing, her eyes totally rolled up.
His tongue skillfully moved around her, making her even more wet. He wanted more. He didn't want to push her, but she was so delicious he just wanted more of her. He looked at her as he introduced a second finger. He did it slowly so she wouldn't feel any pain, which she didn't, because her moans started rolling out of her lips once more. He felt her tighten even more and knew she was about to come. He deepened his thrust as he softly sucked her clit, moving his tongue in circles. Her eyes rolled up again as her relief was right there, arching her back and grabbing the wet sheets under her body.
And then it just burst out, shaking her body violently; a loud moan ripping through her throat.
He stopped thrusting as he felt her come, only keeping his mouth working. After a few seconds, he stopped and watched her as she steadied her breathing. Then he moved on top of her and kissed her forehead; that's something he never does, either. She slowly opened her eyes, peering into his soul.
He noticed then that she was completely naked; not only physically but emotionally. She had opened completely to him, and he was glad it was that way. He wanted her to feel safe and now he knew he had succeeded. She was comfortable with him, and for some reason that made him want her even more. It was a connection he'd never felt before, and he wanted the whole thing. Right now.
He stood up on the bed and grabbed a condom from his nightstand. When he was about to open it, she took it out of his hands.
"Let me." She said. Her hands were shaking, but her eyes were eager to do it; so he let her.