Felicite' had no idea what she was doing. She could hear her mother's voice railing at her inside her head asking if she'd lost her ever loving mind. But it was it was muted now. And she didn't care. Yes she'd lost her mind. Mostly because she was so tired of fighting. Fighting off how safe and protected she felt in his arms. Tired of fighting off the the blast of heat scorching her lady parts whenever he walked into a room or smiled at her as if she was the sweetest thing he'd ever seen. And she was tired of waiting to feel for someone else what she'd always could only feel with him.

So the moment he brushed his lips against hers and watched his eyes grow dim she had her answer. They will have tonight to quench their desires. Tomorrow was hours away but damnit tonight she'll finally get to know him and all the carnal pleasures he can give her.

He kissed her lips softly. Gently. Adoringly. Then he kissed her forehead, her eyelids and moved down to her cheeks before he reclaimed her mouth again. His kisses, at first drugging turned voracious. He nibbled at her bottom lip, then the top. Sending her entire body on fire. Felicite' wanted to tear off his clothes and jump on his cock already.

"God I love your lips. So plump and full," he said in his deep, decadent voice of his that unbelievably made her pussy wetter. He licked her lower lip. "Open for me."

Her mouth opened at will welcoming the glide of his tongue. Her body pressed more into his body, desperate to increase the pace and hurry up to become one. But he refused to let her have her way. His tongue slowly tangled with hers, diligently discovering every corner of her mouth.

Then he took his wonderful tongue and mouth away. As if she was some naughty child being punished. Which it was if they weren't no longer deep in her mouth.

She pouted. Felicite' was actually pouting.

David chuckled. "Stop pouting."

"I'm not pouting," she breathed in a low voice full of want while his hands caressed her face and moved her thick mass of hair over her shoulders.

His eyebrow quirked as if to say 'yeah right.' "You're not pouting huh?"

She shook her head and replied 'nope' popping the p. "Explain why your lower lip's sticking out when I didn't kiss you that hard."

Felicite' pulled the offending lip in question into her mouth, and murmured under her breath, "I wish you would."

"If I did I won't be able to last when I finally slide inside you."

"Shit. Did I say that out loud?"

David leaned in and peppered kisses along her jaw. "Yeah. You did."

Damn, the man messes with her head. Her hands played with the hem of his shirt before gliding underneath to meet his tight abs. The grooves and notches of his ripped six pack hiked up her body heat, turning her into a walking, panting human furnace. While David's mouth trailed down her neck her own hands were getting busy as her left took pleasure caressing his muscular back and her right hand aimed to discover exactly how big a johnson she was working with.

It was big. And thick. Her hand couldn't completely. She wanted to see it. Taste it. Have his cock thrust deep into her pussy.

She squeezed his cock and was rewarded with a low groan. From base to tip she stroked him up and down, slowly, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"Fine," she shrugged her shoulder as if his touch didn't make her hotter and wetter and ready for him, while barely stating her case in a monotone, albeit breathy voice, "but you can put us both out of our misery and fuck me hard and fast. Then take it as slow as you want later. Right now...oh my god," David popped her breast out of her bra and suckled her hardened nipple, "I can't wait much longer. Please David I need you now. Please-"

With that one breathless word she got what she wanted. In moments he drew her dress over her head, unsnapped her bra and scooped her up in his arms. He stormed his way to the bedroom and they tumbled together onto the bed. Their mouths met on a collision course, his tongue thrusting inside and stroking her own so fierce and deliciously.

His hands massaged and molded her breasts, pressing them together. Breaking the kiss, Felicite' moaned at the loss and tried to sit up and reached for him to bring his lips back onto hers where they belonged. But her lips wasn't able to seek what and latch unto what she desired as his big, strong and calloused hands were pushing her back onto the bed.

"David," she gasped as she writhed underneath him, aching and wanting.

"Lie still Felicite'," he demanded his eyes blazing with heat. She stilled at his words and didn't move an inch. From the way he was looking at her breasts- for the first time she actually liked how big and full they were- she felt beautiful. Ever since she hit puberty and gained all her cursed curves she got from both sides of her family, she always wished she was a little slimmer and smaller. Because she had more breasts and ass than most, hell all of the girls her age, she was getting hit on by guys twice her age. For some reason men equated curves with being easy. And it wasn't until this moment, right now, with David above her worshipping with his eyes as if she was the Venus de Milo, that she thought her extra padding in her chest and backside were beautiful.

Her nipples peaked under his gaze to painful points. Cries filled the room to suck and lick them before she realized they were coming out of her own mouth. And to her immense relief he obliged her. His bent down lavishing the skin around her nipples with bites and soothing licks.

"More. Please."

"Mine," he breathed, his warm breath teasing her to new heights of torture and pleasure. And he still hadn't taken off clothes and fucked her yet.

Felicite' threaded her fingers into his hair while her other hand grasped his shoulder to maneuver his mouth where she desperately wanted her.

David chuckled. "So impatient." Then laved both nipples with his wonderful, wonderful tongue. She arched off the bed offering them up to him and he sucked them deep into his mouth. Hard. A wash of emotion overcame her. She felt as if she was flying and it wasn't until she came back down when Felicite' realized in wonder she just came.

Felicite' opened her eyes and locked gazes with David. He smiled at her, feral and potent and filled with promise that he wasn't done with her yet.

"So sensitive." He thumbed her buds, sending shivers straight to her core. "Makes me wonder where else your sensitive."

Felicite' couldn't speak a word. Her lust fog mind made it impossible to string various letters of the alphabet to form the words she needed. She could only plead for more by groaning and whimpering her assent.

His head lowered again, attacking the sensitive flesh with flicks of his tongue. Again he went lower still, down her stomach, making love to the inside of her elbows, her stomach and belly button and her thighs, turning her whole body tender and ready for him.

She was so high from his prowess with his hands and mouth, Felicite' wondered why she waited so long to feel this way. Then she wondered if it was the act itself that made her feel so alive or the man. And it scared the shit out of her.

She stiffened as some sense finally penetrated through her mind. What was she doing? Well she knew what she was doing and was about to do was letting David's slot a enter her slot b. And from what she felt in her hand and up against her stomach earlier, it was a deliciously large and thick slot a that promised to fill and stretch her in ways she'd always fantasized about. But then what comes next?

Did she thanks for the sex and go to the guest room? Did she make him a thank you for the sex breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and pancakes? Or go back to being two strangers who used to go to school together who happened to have wild, monkey sex?

A sharp bite on her inner thigh jarred her out of her thoughts.

"Stop thinking Felicite'." She looked down. David was staring up at her from between her thighs with heated desire. But there was more than just desire swirling behind his eyes. She closed her eyes to hide from it. Just this once, she was giving in to lust and finally discovering and enjoying orgasms she hadn't given to herself. "Stay with me. With us. Let me make you feel good."

She nodded and when David demanded for her to keep her eyes open and watch, she should've bristled from him ordering her around she found herself enthralled when his head bent down over her pussy. His blonde hair falling over her wet, black curls as he took deep breath of her arousal.

"You smell like heaven. I can't wait to taste you. Will you taste like the sweetest cream or an intoxicating nectar?

Felicite' groaned when she felt the long, slow swipe of his tongue of her folds, followed by the nips of his teeth and kisses before he made his way up to the bundle of nerves.

"Hmmm," he rumbled over her clit, the vibrations sending her over the edge in another climax, "you taste so good. I can spend a lifetime licking this pussy and it'll never be enough," then started lapping her up as if he was dying of thirst, prolonging her climax on and on and on.

Her limbs were like wet noodles. Her body, slick with sweat, hummed in satisfaction from the aftershocks as she dropped back down onto the bed. Felicite' never came so hard or so many times. She didn't think her body could be primed again to continue to the sexual final destination she wanted. But warm lips on her thighs, up her hips and taut stomach, her breasts, the hollow of her neck and on her mouth proved her wrong. Reaching for him, she slid her hands up his broad shoulders and around his neck, welcoming his weight as well as his tongue.

It was wonderful to kiss him. Until tonight, until this moment, with as long as she waited Felicite' thought she was well versed in everything, especially kissing. But David's kisses were something else altogether. They were dizzying. Breathtaking. And oh so, so, scorching.

His hips moved, sliding his cock between her wet folds, notching up her desire for him from zero to desperate. She met his thrusts and quicker than before she felt the tight coils of an oncoming orgasm but it wasn't enough to go over the ledge. She wanted more. She needed his cock.

As if he read her mind, David said, "Can't wait any longer," against her lips. Felicite' was coherent enough to beg, "Take me. Please." He moved to the side towards the nightstand but latched onto his arm like a woman possessed.

"I'm clean." Pure as snow actually, thought Felicite,' "and on birth control."

She started the birth control months ago because she thought she'd soon be sleeping with her ex. And she'd never stopped taking them after they'd broken up.

"You sure," he growled as in pain. "I'm clean too. Haven't been with anyone in months."

"Me too. I don't want anything between us."

David paused is he was going through the pros and cons of using a condom. She cupped his face and silently demanded he looked at her. "Let our bodies do thinking David. My body wants you more than any man I've ever met. For our first time together, I want all of you. No barriers."

His eyes darkened to stormy blue-grey clouds right before a torrential downpour. And she knew she had her answer. He lowered his head, and this time he claimed her mouth like a man obsessed. His tongue plundering her mouth as he spread her legs open wide.

Felicite' stiffened, crying out in shock and pain as his cock thrusted balls deep inside her pussy.

David reared up, his face contorted in disbelief. Felicite' wrapped her legs around his back to keep him there. The pain from when he broke through her hymen was subsiding to a dull throbbing.

"Shit. You're a virg-"

"Not anymore," she interrupted him. David tried to pull out but she squeezed her thighs and clutched at his biceps for dear life. She wasn't about to let a pesky now gone thin membrane because of some unnecessary morals. "No don't. Stay."

"I hurt you. Why didn't you tell me?" David rose to his forearms taking his wonderful heated body and more of his cock with him. Thrusting her hips up, she locked her ankles and gripped his waist tighter, sheathing his cock all the way back into her pussy, right where she knew he belonged. Felicite shuddered at the delicious burn while David's brow furrowed in dismay.

"I could've been gentle with you. Much gentler."

Felicite' shook her head. "I don't want you gentle. I want you like before. Wild for me."

His fingers caressed her cheeks as a war played in the depth of his eyes. Pride and remorse. Lust and love. And oh god, she wanted the lust part to win. Love? That was a problem for later. She was a woman - a woman who was having the best sex of her life - who would scream bloody murder if he dared not to finish what he started.

"Please David. I want this. I ache for you. Don't leave me like this." Her eyes burned and she held the tears at bay but it wasn't enough as one then two escaped. She hated crying but the tears did what her pleas alone weren't able to accomplish.

David's full weight was upon her again pressing her down to the bed while he kissed her tears away. He kissed her eyelids, her cheeks and her jaw until he finally reached her mouth, claiming her lips in the sweetest kiss.

"I'm sorry Felicite,'" he whispered against his mouth. What, thought Felicite,' he can't do this. He can't leave her hanging like this- "Let me make you feel good."

His hand moved down her body and in between where they were so intimately joined. He rubbed on her clit in slow, gentle circles and said, "Come for me."

Her mouth opened in a silent cry as the orgasm ripped right through her. She had his fingers and his tongue thrusting inside her. Felicite' never thought it was possible for her to come around his cock when it wasn't in motion. She was uttering blessings of his wonderful cock and how she wanted more while she pressed kisses then licked the sweat in the hollow of his neck.

Holding on to him, she kissed her way up until their mouths finally connected again. At once quenching and reigniting her ache. As if he knew what she needed, his cock glided out and in of her pussy in slow thrusts. She bucked her hips in an upwards movement, hard, silently telling him how she really wanted him to take her.

"Felicite,'" he growled.

She nipped at his mouth to shut him up. "I'm not made of glass David. I can take it."

"I want this. I want you, ah!-"

All his careful control went up like a puff of smoke. David drove into her, his balls slapping her ass, with unleashed power and force, stealing her breath away. She slid up towards the head of the bed but he held on to her shoulders, anchoring her body to his, so she wouldn't go anywhere.

Soon he was taking her harder, faster and deeper. So deep she felt his cock in her womb. She never felt so full. Even with all the orgasms he gave her she still felt so full. His girth and length, a thing of masculine beauty, she couldn't get enough of. She bucked her hips up as he pistoned downwards into her pussy in a vicious pace.

She felt the familiar buildup coiling tighter in her core as she thrashed on the bed. Felicite' tried to chase it desperately, wanting to go over the edge one more time, but it eluded her. Tears of frustration dripped down her eyes while she cried out 'more,' 'faster,' 'harder.' Anything to finally reach that pinnacle of coming on David's cock. He'd ruined her for other men and whether anything would happen between them further from this night, she wanted to relish the way he buried himself deep inside her and commit it to memory for years to come.

David's strained face dripped with sweat above her. His groans of tortured pain and pleasure a mimic of her own. He was racing with her but unlike her he knew what to do. In a fluid move, his arms went beneath her knees, tilting her body off the bed and toward her chest, angling her to take him even more.

He pumped once. Twice. Three times and explosion of fireworks burst behind her eyes. It was euphoric. Blinding. Neverending. She was rocketing up to exosphere and into outer space. And she wasn't coming down. She could barely breathe. Gasping for air, she searched for the much needed oxygen she needed to inhale into her lungs.

And when their lips touched they ceased being two separate bodies hell bent on wrenching as much pleasure out of the other. They were one breath, taking and sharing from one to the other. They were one heart, beating at the same pulse. They were one body connected.

Oneness.

Whole.

And it was both impossibly sweet. Exceedingly blissful. As she finally came down, David had wrapped his arms around her waist and covered them. Her back to his front, he pressed kisses up her shoulder, to her neck and her hair. She remembered thinking before exhaustion hit her like a freight train how she couldn't wait to do it again. Then she fell asleep, dreaming David promising her yes, forever.