Loves Redemption

up and removed the rest of his clothes without hesitation. Before he discarded
his slacks he reached over and extracted the small square foil package from his pocket.
“Are you sure about this?”
“I trust you.”
Those three words mobilized him into lifting her small body up and over his. Her face
was pressed deep into his chest, as he ran his hands through her hair, loosening the pins, allowing the thick mass of curls to tumble down around her shoulders and back.
“Thank you.” He paused and placed the side of his face against hers, pressing a kiss
against her temple. The caress so sweet and spontaneous, Maya felt her heart expand in her
chest.
He lay her back down against the lightweight brightly patterned quilt. With leisure, he
made his way up her body, pausing to deliver a hot kiss and sweet caress along the way.
When Mark reached her face, he took it between his hands and seized her lips with his,
and then sucked her bottom lip. Damn he loved her mouth. It was so plump; it was like sucking on a juicy grape.
He cupped her breasts as he kissed her, kneading and caressing them as he tugged on her
nipples. His hands traveled down the length of her body, along her sides, back toward her belly, before resting at the small triangular thatch of curls.
Separating the folds, he massaged the small nub with featherlight touches that had her
arching her body closer to his. He glided one of his big fingers in her vagina. As he started playing with her clit, he pushed another finger into the small wet opening. He loved the sound of her responding groan.
She was stretched taut as her inner muscles clamped down on his finger, clenching and
releasing it in pulsating spasms. His body hardened more as he thought of how it would feel to have that tight grip on his cock.
“Sweetheart, I want your first experience with me to be good. Trust me?” He pleaded,
and was satisfied when she nodded.
Using the pads of his fingers to scrape up and over her clit, the palm of his other hand
pressed down above her pelvic bone in orchestrated rhythm with his thumb, as Mark prepared
her for what he had in store for her.
It wasn’t long before her frantic movements against his hands reached the point of no
return. Head thrown back, she uttered a keening moan that grew in tempo and endurance,
culminating into one long wailing sob of release.
After her body had calmed, he turned her to place in front of him, as she was boneless in
her repletion. One of his hands cupped her quivering mound, and the other cupped the fullness of one breast. As he held her shaking body tight, he felt as though he had experienced the orgasm along with her.
“God, baby, you’re beautiful.” He groaned on a long breath, holding back the cum
stealing up from his balls.
“Thank you. I can’t believe how good that felt. But what about you? This may be my first
time, but I know you didn’t get much out of it.”
He kissed the back of her neck, and her body’s response to the simple caress gave graphic
testimony he’d only given her a sample of what was to come.
He picked up the foil package from the nightstand and tore it open with his teeth, never
taking his eyes away from her. Her eyes followed his hands as he rolled the condom down the long, thick length of his cock. He rolled her beneath him, and inch by inch pressed into her welcoming warmth.
Her body received the stiff, foreign rod until he hit the thin barrier, and her small
whimper made him come to a halt.
“It’s okay, baby. We’ll go real slow. I’ll take good care of you. I promise.” Testing the
strength of the barrier, he rocked back and forth in shallow, rhythmic strokes.
He took both of her hands in his and placed them high above her head as he forged ahead,
tearing through her maidenhead. When she uttered a cry of distress, he covered her mouth with his and held his body still, allowing her to grow used to the unfamiliar fullness in her body.
Eventually her muscles relaxed, and he felt her slick sheath tighten once again on him.
“Are you okay?” he asked on a groan. When she nodded, he couldn’t hold back anymore.
Their tongues clashed as they met, their mutual touch so hot, he pinned her hips to the
bed, and with a groan, deepened his strokes, rocking the bed with his strong thrusts. When she moaned, turning her head helplessly on the feather pillow, he licked his fingers and reached between them, found her clit, and tortured the small nub until she broke, sobs wracking her small frame.
“Oh God, Mark. Oh God. What are you doing?” She begged and panted at the same time.
He could feel the orgasm start in his balls as soon as she screamed her release. As he
glided in and out of her, his thrusts growing stronger and stronger, he rocked into her steadily, until finally, he threw back his head, his neck muscles standing out in stark relief. “Maya, Maya!” He yelled her name on a long harsh groan as he came.
He collapsed on top of her after his shattering climax. He rolled onto his back, putting her on top of his chest as he snuggled her against him. Rubbing his hand over her head, he smoothed it away from her face and placed small kisses at the top of her head. After a few moments, he could speak again.
“That was wonderful, Maya. Thank you.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he didn’t
feel they were adequate enough to express the feelings their lovemaking had given him.
When she didn’t speak, he realized something was wrong. It was strange and new to him,
but he felt as though the two of them had their own private wavelength, able to sense and detect things about