her round hips and nuzzled her belly again.
She relaxed against him and he smiled in triumph. She was all his. Her body hang-ups were total nonsense. As far as Samir was concerned she was exactly perfect. In time he would make her understand.
When he was very sure she had forgotten her nervousness for now, he sank lower still and breathed in her exquisite aroma.
It was intoxicating. He could almost see her scent - like misty fingers curling out of her - beckoning to him. His mouth began to water and he slid a finger under her cotton panties to expose her.
Oh god. She was so warm, so wet, so ready for him.
She trembled against him, but didn't push him away.
He peeled her panties down to her ankles.
All he wanted was to get her into bed and be inside her. But there had to be time for just a taste.
He could hear her heart beating as he nuzzled her curls, trying to keep his pace slow and sweet.
When she whimpered in anticipation he lost his hold on himself and stabbed at her clit with his tongue.
She cried out as her fingers gripped his hair.
His already hard cock swelled painfully in response. He spread her her tender folds with the fingers of his left hand and used his right hand on her hips to pull her closer to his mouth. He buried his face in her warm, honeyed depths.
Becca was keening, her hands still pulling on his hair.
Samir was nearly delirious with excitement. Becca's smell and taste were all over him. He could see her beautiful pink pussy and hear her crying out for him.
He couldn't take any more. He was so hard it hurt.
He traced his path back up her body until he stood before her once more. Then he walked her backwards to the bed.
She smiled up at him so sweetly he almost forgot his agony. Beautiful girl. Kind, smart, funny angel.
"Lie down, please, baby."
She complied right away.
If she had been beautiful to him before, she was stunning like this. Her flaming curls were splayed out on the pillow around her. Her green eyes were hazy with desire. Her breasts threatened to push out of the cups of her bra with every shallow breath she drew through swollen red lips. The generous curves of her waist and hips sent shock waves of lust through him.
Samir fell on her, desperate to claim her. But first there was something he had to say.
"Becca."
He could see her struggling to listen through the fog of need between them.
"Becca, I love you."
Her tearful smile was so radiant. Samir thought his heart would forget to beat.
"I love you too."
He nuzzled his nose against hers, brushing the apples of their smiling cheeks together.
But when she explored his lips with her curious tongue, his need came rushing back.
With a growl, he pressed his aching cock against the heat of her pussy.
She clung to his shoulders and arched up to encourage him.
With a single thrust, he slammed himself all the way into her.
She moaned into his neck. He could feel her relax to accommodate him, then she shuddered and clenched her fingers around his biceps.
She was close, and that was good because he was almost past the point of no return.
As slowly as he could bear, he dragged himself out of her, then filled her again with a suppressed shove.
Becca wiggled and arched below him, urging him with her movements.
"Please," she whispered.
"I want it to be perfect, baby."
"It already is."
Pinning her hips down with his, he caressed her face with one hand and covered her cheeks with soft kisses.
When she smiled against his lips, he rewarded her with a deep thrust.
Her moan in response drove him to a new plane of need. He forgot his plan to take her slowly and instead let himself go, pounding in and out of her so hard and fast he knew he would come in a heartbeat.
"Come for me, angel," he begged, pulling his hand away from her face, and sliding it between them to massage her throbbing clitoris.
Almost instantly he felt her clamp down on him like a fist.
Becca cried out her ecstasy as he felt himself explode inside her.
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