"You know what we are going to do now ? Make love. So that I can push you onto the bed, get on top of you while you wrap your legs around my waist. I want to bite your bottom lip, kiss and run my tongue up the side of your neck and nibble your ear, have your nails dig into my back, moaning your loudest, our hearts racing, running my hands and fingertips all over your body. Because. I. Want. You. Just. You."
He whispered into her ears, trailing his fingers across her tummy, giving her goosebumps. Normally, she knew a hundred different things about him but at that moment, she couldn't even remember her own name. There was sudden possessive glint in his eyes as he bit the sensitive area under her earlobe and she hissed. "This is going to be one long day babe." He whispered before pushing her onto the bed and climbing over her, as promised. He kissed her chin, then her jaw and then her throat making her moan in pleasure. She just laid there giving in to his loving tortures.
Soon she couldn't take it any more and flipped their positions, climbing on top of him. She entwined their fingers, her legs on either side of his waist, completely straddling him. She flipped her hair, putting it on one side and smiled at him. She slowly pulled him up, making him sit and untangled their fingers. He was just waiting and seeing as to what she wanted to do and hence followed every silent command of hers. She took both his hands and placed them on her back, exactly on the clasp that acted as a barrier. To say that he was stunned was an understatement. Was she doing everything knowingly ? Of course not. It was not her but her emotions and raw feelings that were talking. Everything that she was doing came naturally to her and she didn't have to particularly think as to what she would do next. She placed her hands on his shoulders and blinked her eyes in assurance as his hands remained frozen on her back. As softly as he could ,he followed her command ,exposing her. He pushed forward and began placing wet kisses on her shoulder blade as her hands moved to tug on his black roots. He kissed her all over making her grip on his hair tighten. He then dipped a little and placed a soft kiss just above her heart and looked at her trying to gauge her reaction. She was just enjoying every touch of his, and moaning due to the pure pleasure gripping her senses. He turned them around abruptly, falling on the bed with him on top of her, rubbing with each other, sending a spark. He took her lips in his mouth entirely, his tongue met hers, and they danced celebrating the union of their owners .
Later things heated up, all the gentleness gone as he moved down kissing and biting her all over muttering 'I Love You(s)' , marking her his and leaving her hissing and stiffened. His every touch was devastating her senses completely and ruining her in the most beautiful way. It was no more their bodies ravishing each other, rather it was their souls that were ravishing each other in anticipation of their upcoming union.
Making love to her had been something that he had wanted for a long time now but he wanted it to happen at the right time and in the right moment. He wanted them to feel every bit of the passion, the love and the possession while they shed not just their clothes but all their inhibitions, insecurities, fear, everything. For him, it was never just a physical act. For him, there was huge difference between having se* and making love, the latter being what he preferred or more precisely, wanted. Making love was something which was divine being the purest form of showing how much you love and care about someone and he didn't want that they end up satiating just their bodies and not their souls. He wanted her to live the moment. He wanted their first time to be special and not just some random deed that happened because of pure physical needs.
His every touch on her conveyed how lucky he was to have the beautiful woman that she was, as his soulmate and his every kiss conveyed ,exactly how he could spend the rest of his life making love to her soul for an eternity. As he looked at her, he found her smiling and her eyes moist. What he couldn't convey through his words, he managed to convey through his eyes. She just pecked his forehead in reassurance and he smiled, his eyes moist too. What they were about to experience was that moment which wasn't going to come back to them ever. It was probably the single most special moment of their lives.
They got rid of all the remaining clothes from their body and covered them with a duvet. Holding her hands above her head, coaxing her to open her eyes and looking deep into them, he lowered himself onto her slowly and she just screamed, her tears falling. Though he was being gentle, she was never used to such a feeling that she couldn't take it in completely immediately. Caressing her forehead, he kissed her eyes, whispering sweet nothings into her ears calming her down. Once she got used to the sensation, he drove into her once again making her scream his name, in the loudest tone possible. As he began, she just held his shoulders, her nails digging deep into his shoulder blades, leaving marks. And with one last thrust, he completely ruptured her virginity and finally claimed her for himself.