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Martha had no idea what she was doing and she felt like she was dreaming. There was no way Nathan Martin was the one before her. As she stood on the bed and released the gown from its knot, she told herself that whether this was real or not, she was down to valuing this moment for the rest of her life. Even if she had formerly been treated like a whore, she wanted to know what it would feel like to be made love to…genuinely.
Nathan knelt on the bed and looked up to the goddess before him. He kissed her belly button and he heard the sharp intake of air from his beloved.
He kissed her from her belly button, down to the top of the lingerie she had on and a shiver ran down Martha's spine and she had to place a hand on his head, to cling to him for support as her body was beginning to feel like jelly.
Nathan gently tugged on her hand and she knelt on the bed along with him and they were almost at the same eye level.
"For tonight, we continue from the ring!" said Martha and she wrapped her hands around his neck and drew him in for a kiss. Their tongues played tag and sought dominance over the other and Martha moaned into Nathan's mouth.
Oh, how he had missed that sound that could only come from her. His sweet angel!
The sweet friction of her nipples grazing his chest had the Lord of Danger harder than he was before. He lifted her from the side of her belly and her small frame wrapped around his waist. His dick strained against the material of his briefs and he pressed Martha closer to him, her breasts pressed hard and flush against him. Martha unlatched her lips from his as she sought air. She had never felt anything like this before and she felt fiery all over her body, especially in her pussy. Nathan dropped her on the roughened sheets and traced kisses down the side of her neck to the space in between her boobs.
He raised his head to look at Martha and the rush of cold air that replaced his lifted body from hers, had Martha's eyes opened in an instant in confusion.
Placing his almost red looking lips close to her left nipple, he asked "may I?". Martha understood what he was asking and she nodded her head. "Words Martha!" said Nathan with a lop sided smile. That dangerous smile of his that makes her lose track of her goals and decisions.
She batted her lashes before saying in the most impossible small, soft voice ever, "yes!"
He did not wait another second before he placed his warm mouth over her erect nipples and the pleasure that flooded her being made her tug at his hair and her legs wrapped involuntarily around his waist. Her current position was making him lose sense of what was right. Her father had placed her in his care because he trusted him.
Nathan wanted his first time with Martha to be very special. He knew of everything she had gone through when she was a sex slave to that imbecile and he was careful not to reopen old wounds.
In the beginning, he could not hold her hand - no man could hold her hand and she had a great phobia for men. As time passed, apart from her father,she began to open up to him.
He also felt like she was still tipsy and the decisions she was making were not stemming from a sober point of view.
He decided to pay her left nipple equal attention and he sucked on it also. As he sucked on her right nipple, he rolled her left nipple between his fingers and Martha moaned more loudly as she arched her back. His dick begged to be freed and sunk into her flower but with the greatest self control he had been able to muster, he restrained himself. He lifted his face from her boobs and was met with a pleasure drowned face of Martha. His little angel is like a full blown woman. Still, he exercised patience!
Martha opened her glassy eyes to the dazed eyes of Nathan. There was so much lust in those eyes…it was beautifully wanton and the lighting of the room made his eyes appear blazing.
Nathan's eyes were trained on Martha's as he pulled her panties down. He guided it all the way to her foot before pulling it completely off - his eyes still on hers.
Martha became a little shy and tried to close her thighs. "I'd stop if it is what you want!" said Nathan with a gruff and hoarse voice and Martha spread back her legs. Nathan took one of her kegs and placed it on his shoulder and he kissed his way from her ankle to her inner thigh. For every kiss there was a moan from Martha - the latter being more endearing than the former. The sounds leaving her lips were driving him on edge and he prayed to God and her that he doesn't lose touch from decency and moderation. He looked at her pussy and the first word that left his lips was "Guapo!". He felt like English would not do enough justice to get beauty before him. Her flower was dripping wet for him and at his touches - she looked completely mesmerizing!
Martha looked at Nathan's face and she could tell that the emotions on his face were genuine and he was not disgusted by her. Nathan placed a long manly finger into her wet core and her pussy sucked in his finger as a sharp, deep, out of breath moan left Martha's lips. Nathan groaned at her reaction and introduced a second finger and began to pump into her. He was glad the walls were sound proof because he would be raving mad if someone was to listen in on the endearing sounds made by his Martha.
He introduced a third finger to her welcoming pussy and a scream like moan left her lips and he increased his pace. He soon felt like she was close to cumming and he increased the pace of his fingers. Martha began to squirm and slightly writh and with a satisfied moan, Martha released her juices on his fingers.
"That's a good girl! That's a good girl!" said Nathan as he observed every intriguing look on her face and he planted a kiss on her forehead.
Little Note: Guapo is Spanish for beautiful!