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Lover's Crest: Part Two

This story is a continuation from 'Promise To Be Tender.'

By LP SteinbeckPublished 7 years ago 3 min read
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Tears. Smiles. Laughter. Kris couldn't keep from spilling her joy after I revealed that not only was she welcome to come be at Lover's Crest during the renovations, and have her own art room, but that the large room in which we stood was for us to share. She gazed longingly at the bed fit for royalty, at least the royalty of the Oregon coast.

"Mac, I know you might not want to hear it, and I do try to hold back, I really do..." Kris trailed off, biting her lip as she avoided looking at me, looking only at the bed.

I stepped over to her, standing only a few inches in front of her, hearing every detail of her breath as it quickened. Her skin broke out in goosebumps as I put my hand on the side of her head and turned her face towards me.

"Mac... I love you. I love you. Do you know what..."

I kissed her. All I could hear was the sounds of our kissing, with small moans and sighs from Kris. In the distance the ocean roared quietly. I moved the collar of her blouse aside and kissed her neck, and her collarbone, then back to her waiting, open lips.

"I love you more."

I said it as my cheek was next to hers, with my mouth close to her ear, then held her back so I could see her face, and repeated it. I led her, in stunned silence, to the great bed.

"I want you, Kris. I want to be with you, right now, and for as long as you'll have me. When I have more to offer, you'll be the first to know."

Tears welled up in Kris' yes, and I held her face, wiping the tears with my thumbs as they rolled down her cheeks. I unbuttoned her blouse, removing it and her undershirt, aware of her trembling. As I let my finger graze her nipple through the thin cotton of her sports bra, she held my other arm for support. I pulled the bra over her head and gazed at her breasts before allowing my head to rest against her heart and listen to it rapidly beating. I barely had to move, and her nipple was in my mouth, and I sucked in as much as I could while rubbing my tongue across the tip at the same time.

I put her on the bed, and removed my clothes slowly as she watched me, and then I removed her jeans and socks. We stared at each other, finally just us, and it would be complete, too, with she and I. It would be complete with Kris because I loved her, and no one else but her.

Her feet were inches from my hands, and I lifted one to my mouth and kissed it, kissing all sides, nibbling her smallest toe, making her giggle. I kissed my way tenderly on her leg from foot to upper thigh, tasting and nibbling, and she giggled. She danced her ass against the bed because of the sexual tension, and I tickled and stroked the back of her thigh up to the panty line, sliding only a fingertip under the elastic there, and moving it back and forth.

I lifted the other foot and repeated the attention on that side, then rested Kris' ankles on my shoulders and slid her panties away from the hips and butt, bringing them to my face and biting them in the crotch panel. Her eyes widened, and I growled and shook my head back and forth, which made Kris burst into laughter. I couldn't stop myself from laughing, too, and then removed the panties from first one side, then the other.

My dick was so hard, SO fucking hard, hard, hard! I was determined not to rush, because I wanted our first time doing this to be right, and memorable. Kris reached out to touch my hardness, and I smirked, shaking my head, 'No' and wagging my finger. I moved her up on the bed more, and climbed up next to her, then we kissed for a few minutes, and I could feel us both speeding up from the hunger in our bodies. I pulled back, and put a quasi-anxious expression on my face.

"You're going to have to go more slowly with me, Kris. This is my first time to go all the way with such a beautiful woman."

"OH, YOU!" Kris laughed and grabbed me closer, peppering my face with wet kisses, and rocked her body closer into mine.

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