53. I want to see you naked...(R-18)

"Lastly, this girl is the one I want to make love to... Tenderly."

With those words he wasted no more time in claiming her lips in a slow but sensually arousing kiss, his fingers gently stroking her neck and shoulders, charmingly pulling her out of her self-pity state, and cleverly drawing her into this ecstasy.

"I want to kiss you too." He quivers into her mouth as his lips find her tongue, sucking on her, taking in the relishing feel, dwelling on her.

"All over" He kisses her again, slowly releasing her lips and moving down her neck, tasting, suckling, this time pulling her body closer to his own, pressing her deeply in his arms. Deep enough that she could feel her impact on him.

She could feel how much she affected him, and she moaned some words as he kissed her shoulders.

"W__We can't stay here_here." She manages to say amidst stutters. "Y__Your h__house-keepers"

"We can stay anywhere we want my love. It's just me and you in the whole place." He assures her. As he abruptly lifts her off her feet and firmly into his arms, in a bridal style, still kissing her lips, her arms wrapped around his neck as he carries her up the huge stairs.

When they reached the bed, Mea had no idea, all she knew was that she was gently set down on a largely soft place, and she could feel his hands running up and down her body, leaving a burning desire in its wake.

At some point she had helped him slip his suit jacket off his back. All the while still kissing every inch of her face, her neck, suckling on her ear, whispering alluring words of passion to her. Nipping on her nape, sucking her there, marking every space on her skin as his personal playground.

"Ahh" she gasped silently as she felt one of his hands lifting up her dress, and slowly crawling his way up her legs, stroking her back and forth, feeling the body-quivering smoothness of his hand upon her thigh. Lords! He was definitely a lover.

She'd never been treated with such care before. She could feel him treating her soft and tender like she was a thin piece of paper, and he was afraid of ripping her by mistake. Every brush and stroke from him felt like warm water running down her flesh, his touch was like she was being clothed with the softest of silks. He made her crave for more, more…

"I want to see you naked." He whispers into her neck, and her face flushed at his words. Those kinds of words had never sounded so amorous to her. Words like that only scared her, but with him… with him those words made her melt with desire.

"Can I?" He was asking for her permission. No one ever asked for her permission. But again, no one was like him. Only he could treat her this way. And like she'd lost her voice, she nods a yes.

"Should I take it off, or do you want to do it?" Gosh, was this respect? Was this how loving, a real man could be? With every word that left his lips, she found herself getting more lost in his love, and heavens knew she had no intention of being found.

"Help me" she leans up and captivates his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him with an aching desire, a thriving need, she was ready to give her all to him.

She'd never felt this flaming desire to be with anyone before him. Never felt the urge to truly let herself go for anyone before, but now she wanted him to have her.

To take her all. To just take her over and over until she cried out his name in unspeakable ecstasy just like the way it was in those novels she'd read.

And the feeling was mutual, for his hand had found its way to her side where the zip to her dress was, and without stress, he slid the zip open. Gently breaking the kiss, rising up to his knees before her, and the lights were on so he could see his lip work clearly on her neck and bare shoulders.

Could see her lips had gotten redder from the long kisses, and he smiled as he watched her face turn almost redder than her lips.

Looking her straight in the eye, he slips the upper piece of the dress off her body, letting her braless breasts to bounce out in front of him like ripe sweet persimmons begging him to take a bite. "You are… exquisite," he mutters, and she bit her lower lip shyly. Shrinking and blinking with embarrassment because of how he looked at her.

He kept his eyes glued to her breasts, watching how her chest heaved up and down as she breathed, and it took a lot for him to hold and contain himself. He wished to just ravage her, and pour out his desire with full force, but he had promised her to be tender, so he was going to keep that promise.

He reaches for the other zip at her hip side, drawing down the zip, with eyes back on her face, an assuring and confident smile on his face as he slipped the bottom piece down her long legs. Guarded in the gates of her black lace panty, she could feel it, that hotness in her core as he slipped the cloth off her legs.

And except for the shoes on her leg, and the panty that she wore, she was completely naked. Completely naked in front of the man who looked at her like she was the world's greatest treasure, and he had somehow found her, and she could see how much he cherished her.