by Ana E Ross
She was a canvas, his tongue a brush, and he was painting the picture of his passion inside her.
Over and over again, he alternated his teasing, pushing her along passion’s fiery trail, and as she felt herself drowning in a sea of liquid fire, Adam pressed the tip of his tongue against the hot tight entrance of her womanhood. Her cinnabar cave began to throb at the unexpected, yet delicious attempt to breech its velvety walls.
“Oh God.” Tashi grabbed a handful of the silk sheets as Adam’s mouth closed completely over her throbbing heat, and he began to eat her, drawing her into his mouth and sucking on her woman’s heat like a lascivious rascal who’d been on a hunger strike for months.
“Squisoto, semplicemente squisito,” he groaned, draping her thighs over his shoulder, sliding his hands under her buttocks, lifting her off the mattress, and holding her suspended in the air. His tongue was a buzz of activity as he alternated between licking and flicking at her clitoris, and probing the entrance of her quivering body, pushing deeper and deeper into her virgin flesh, stroking her, strumming her, lapping up the juices flowing copiously from inside her.
The fusion of sensations sent Tashi’s heart racing, her mind whirling and her body bucking and twisting like a live wire as Adam devoured her with his mouth. Under his masterful lovemaking strategies, Tashi became a swift flowing river, rushing downstream to where the current was wildest and hottest, where the waves coiled and wrapped around her pulling her down until her body tensed, then snapped, and she yielded. Just before she fell apart, Adam shoved his tongue deep inside her and kept it there sending sharp shards of purely pleasurable explosions ricocheting throughout every pore of her being.
“I’m coming. Adam!”
“Sì, cara. Vieni per me.”
Tashi’s thighs tightened around Adam’s head in a killer grip and her heels beat against his back as he continued to suck and slurp her female nectar from her body. Then she began shrieking, thrusting violently against Adam’s mouth until her passion became physically unbearable. Her body tensed and jerked. She heard a harsh groan or perhaps it was a chuckle from Adam as she was hurled into that sweet abyss where ecstasy engulfed her in a pit of mindless, senseless bliss, then spat her out in a quaking ball of listless flesh.
Tashi moaned and struggled to suck precious air into her constricted lungs as Adam lapped at her flood of hot love juices, while he whispered softly against her quivering sex, soothing her with his tongue and words. And then he lowered her to the mattress and untangled her legs from around his neck. He pulled her thighs wide and knelt between them.
Tashi opened her eyes and gazed at him, her chest still heaving from the aftershocks of her orgasm. His cobalt eyes were blazing with desire and his mouth resembled a glazed donut, glittering with her juices. She wanted to lick his lips, find out just what it was about her taste and her scent that had driven him to such licentious lengths.
As if a window had opened from her soul to his, he came down over her, supporting his weight on his elbows and knees, his silky hair falling across her chest and face. “Go ahead,” he whispered, his mouth inches from hers. “Taste your love on my face.”
Tashi didn’t need a second invitation. She pushed Adam’s hair out of the way and clasping his head in her hands, she pulled him down and began licking his face like a mother cat cleaning her kitten. Then she wrapped her lips around his and kissed him deeply and passionately. He surrendered on a groan and a chuckle, kissing her back with equal fervor, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as if he were painting the roof with the juices he’d sucked from inside her. Tashi reveled in the rudimentary eroticism, and when she was certain there was no trace of her left in Adam’s mouth, she let him go.
“Wow,” he said, lifting his head and staring down at her. “You’re a quick study, my little, virgin, temporary bride.”
Tashi’s heart swelled with love and warmth. He’d called her his bride even though they hadn’t yet exchanged their vows.
“I want to please you,” she said, rushing her hands up and down his back, loving the feel of his muscles bunching under her palm. “I want to give you some of what you’ve given me.” To show him how serious she was, Tashi reached down between them, her fingers searching him out.
“Tashi.” He jerked when her fingers brushed against his hard smooth shaft, and as they curled around it, he sucked air into his lungs.
His mouth opened on a silent gasp and his eyes rolled back in their sockets as she squeezed him, hesitantly at first, then feeling a bolt of power at her ability to make him groan, Tashi began to pump him. She ran her hand up and down his jade stalk, feeling it lengthen and thicken and pulse furiously as if it had a heartbeat of its own.
“Tashi,” he hissed again, dropping his head on the pillow beside her head as she caressed the sensitive tip that was coated with his juices.
Tashi lubricated her palm with those juices and, circling him once more, she began to pump him as he trembled above her. “I want to taste you, Adam. I want to lick you and suck you into my mouth as you did to me. I want to blow you.”
“Mio Dio.” His body tightened. He let out a long growl and dropped his full weight on to her, crushing her breasts beneath his hairy chest, trapping her hands between their heaving stomachs, ending her ability to stroke him, though she could still feel him flexing in her palm.
He stayed like that, trembling for a few tense moments, before raising his head. “Not now. Not tonight,” he said gazing into her eyes, his speech slurred and dense as if he had trouble forming the words. “I promise you can take me into your mouth later, but right now I need to be inside you or I’ll go raving mad. I’ve wanted you ever since I met you, and I can’t wait another minute to love you, my sweet Little Eve?”
A quiver surged through Tashi’s veins and her heart overflowed with love and desire. She squeezed him as she felt an empty craving inside her woman’s heat, like something was missing and needed to be filled. “Fill me up, Adam,” she murmured, as that craving grew stronger and tighter between her legs.
A deep ache grew in Adam’s throat as he gazed down at Tashi spread out beneath him with red rose petals garnishing her auburn hair. God, she was the sweetest, most angelic, sexiest, desirable woman to ever walk the face of the earth, and he loved her. She was a garland of light, a love-gift that had come to him in the shadowy hallways of night to perfume and brighten the pristine corners of his life. He loved her so deeply, so honestly, so purely that his love had become a physical pain in his gut, his heart, his entire being.
Adam lifted his lower body from hers, and reaching between them, he unclasped her hand from around him. “Drape your arms around my neck and wrap your her legs around mine.” His cock twitched, missing the tight warm grasp of her hand. Don’t despair. You’re gonna love what’s coming next even more, he silently promised as he took it in his hand. “We’ll take this slowly,” he said, his throat tight with passion as he felt her legs tremble around his.
She swallowed and her pupils grew large and luminous, but her desire never dimmed as he settled the ridge of his shaft on her moist heat. A few minutes had gone by since her last orgasm and he needed to build up her passion again, make sure she was caught up in another when he finally entered her. “Don’t be afraid, Tashi. I will try to make this as painless as possible for you. Just relax, baby.”
A nervous shudder ripped through Adam’s gut. He’d never been with a virgin before, so in that respect, he was as much a virgin as she was. He, however, refrained from sharing that bit of news with his little bride-to-be. In her eyes, he was the experienced lover, the master of seduction, and that’s exactly what he had to deliver.
Adam cupped her face in his hands and as his mouth closed over hers, he began a series of tantalizing rotations of his hips and buttocks, allowing only the ridge to graze the rim of her slick entrance and the sides of her sweet little yin bean. He teased her, over and over again, reveling in the delirious feel of her hot juices coating his smooth skin. And soon she
was whimpering and twitching beneath him, raising her hips upward for a more solid contact, whispering his name as her fingers sent tingling sensations rushing up and down his back.
In response to her silent pleas, Adam reached down and, clasping his cock in his hand, he dragged the head up and down her slippery slope from the top of her clit to the base, studiously avoiding the entrance to her body. This deeper level of teasing sent her into a wild frenzy, and he released her mouth to gaze down at her, to witness her passion. Her eyes closed and her head began to thrash about on the mattress, her red curls flipped back and forth on the white sheets, and her body trembled decadently.
The erotic vision proved too much for Adam. His cock was on fire pulsing in his hand as the tip sought out the hot tight entrance to her body. And then it found it. And nestled against it.
They both shuddered involuntarily. Her eyes flew open to stare up at him, wild, and misted in the deepest shades of green, but he detected her fear, which he realized was only natural.
“It’s going to hurt,” she said, then closed her eyes to hide her pain from him, even as her fingers dug into his arms.
“Just for a little bit.” Adam bent over her. Her hot breath bathed his face. “Open your eyes, Tashi,” he rasped. “Yes,” he said when her lids fluttered up. “Keep looking at me, okay? I feel your pain, darling. I feel your pain, but your passion as well. Don’t be afraid.”
Tashi stared bravely into his ardent eyes. She’d been dreaming about this moment ever since she’d come upon him in the garden. That day, she’d abandoned everything she’d been taught about her sexuality. She’d dropped the shame of her own nakedness, buried the guilt of her cravings. And that night as she’d lain in this very same bed, she’d dared to draw back the soft folds of her womanhood and touch herself for the very first time. Shrouded in the darkness of night, she’d fantasized that it was Adam’s strong fingers, and not her trembling, clumsy ones that were exploring the vestal terrain that lay beneath them.
She needn’t fantasize any longer. She had the real thing lodged between her thighs, knocking at the gate of her celestial palace, asking permission, waiting for an invitation to come inside. If Adam could bring her to such heart-stopping orgasms so many times with his fingers and his mouth, Tashi could only imagine what it would be like to have that orb of fire explode in her being while Adam was buried to the hilt inside her. “I’m not afraid, Adam. I want it. I want you.”
“Then you shall have me, darling.” He pulled back and thrust forward again. “You are so hot, so tight. Like wet silk and hot velvet.” He thrust again, and the head gained entrance. She shivered and quivered beneath him, and her body tightened as if refusing him entrance.
He held himself still just a fraction of an inch inside her and captured her mouth and kissed her passionately until she sighed in ardent submission. As her passion resurfaced, he reached between them, tangled his fingers in her damp thatch and toyed with her yin bean, until he felt the muscles just inside the entrance to her jade terrace relax around the head of his stalk.
Only then did he begin to thrust against her again, cautiously, and ardently, edging deeper and deeper into her moist heat, feeling her virgin walls give way to his hard intrusion, coating him with its hot love juices, cheering him, daring him inside to taste her delight.
He raised his head and gazed down at her, watching the passion in her eyes, listening to the moans of pleasure coming from her throat, mingling with his, filling the room with melodies of love.
Deeper and deeper he plunged, until the tip of his shaft hit that delicate barrier inside her that proved he was the first man to tread upon the sacred ground of her valley of solitude. An amazing rush of testosterone and adrenaline swept through Adam’s veins at the knowledge, and the animal lust in him overwhelmed everything else, just for a fraction of a second. He pulled back and thrust forward, breaking through Tashi’s maidenhead and planting his ambassador inside her, claiming her as his own.
She stiffened beneath him, her eyes wide liquid emerald pools of pain and passion. And when her mouth opened, he leaned over, gathered her tightly into his arms, and swallowed her scream in his mouth, absorbing her pain deep into his own soul. She lay quivering and whimpering, trying desperately to withdraw her body from his.
“It’s over, Tashi. The worst is over, cara.” He soothed her with his words as he dropped soft kisses all over her face, sipping the tears seeping from the corners of her eyes.
She moaned and trembled, and the soft quivering walls of her vagina tightened around him like a thirsty leech, and he thought he would die from the delicious sensations she aroused in him. He lay still, buried halfway inside her, giving her time and space to adjust to his invasion. He’d claimed his Little Eve. She was his, now and forever.
“Look at me,” he whispered when she finally grew still and quiet.
Her lids opened slowly, and her beautiful emerald eyes locked to his. She was so worth the wait, he thought as he found himself drowning in her eyes—her sparkling emerald eyes, once shy, frightened, and subdued, now glowing with life, and light, and trust, and yes—desire. So much desire…
“How do you feel?”
Her lids squeezed shut for a second. “Ur—full, stretched, and stinking a little.”
“I’m sorry, but the worst is over, and you did beautifully. There will be nothing but pleasure between us from now on, cara.”
She nodded and bit into her bottom lip.
“I have to start moving again and it might hurt a little bit more, but I promise the pleasure will come and it will be hotter and stronger than any you’ve experienced so far. Okay?”
“Okay. It doesn’t hurt so much anymore.” She gave him a tremulous smile.
That smile sent a hot tide of passion rippling through Adam, and he began to move with love and patience inside her. Back and forth he thrust, each stroke going deeper and deeper. He reveled in the play of emotions in her teary eyes, and soon her painful whimpers turned into sweet moans of ecstasy as the fire mounted in her anew.
His thrusts built in speed and force and soon she wrapped her legs around his hips moving beneath him, matching his rhythm as together they danced the intimate, primitive dance of love.
She arched her back and trembled beneath his possessive invasion. The shocking heat soared to Adam’s heart. He watched with delightful satisfaction as the sensual emotions and waves of ecstasy rippled through her honeycombed body. He cherished the changes in the pupils of her large green eyes—the dilating, the hazing, the glazing. He wrapped his arms around her and clasped her buttocks in his palms holding her securely as he loved her.
Tashi felt heat, raw and pulsing rising in her like the hottest fire. Her body vibrated with the force from the leaping flames. She whimpered against Adam’s ears as the solid impact of his deep thrusts ricocheted through her. Instinctively, her legs tightened about his waist, her heels dug into his buttocks, and she raised her hips and drew him deeper into her hot body.
Her act of complete submission seemed to heighten his lust. His hips had a mind of their own and began thrusting wildly into her slick softness. He rode her hard and fast as if she were a tenacious mare he’d trapped in a corner of the coral, and needed to bring under subjugation.
Tashi shrieked as wave after wave of an oncoming orgasm began to crash through her body. Her heart was on fire. The walls of her passion cave throbbed and contracted so ferociously around Adam’s jade stalk, she could feel every pulsing vein in him as he pulled the heat, the passion, the hunger out of her, feasted on them, then gave them right back.
And as the flames from the battering friction of raw flesh against raw flesh engulfed her, Tashi let out a ragged sound, somewhere between a sob, a moan, a scream. Her body tensed, and then she exploded as spurt after spurt of fire cannonballed though her. Adam rode her right through the exquisite typhoon and soon she felt another building, even before the previous one had passed.
“How does it feel now, Tashi?” he moaned as h
e drove deeply and solidly into her.
“Sweet. Hot. Full. Like I’m dying,” she cried.
“Yes, my love. Hot and sweet. Let’s die together.”
Adam pulled his hands from beneath Tashi, and clasping hers, he entwined their fingers and spread their arms above her head, flat against the mattress. He bent over her and as she twisted and bucked beneath him, Adam thrust himself into her, each stroke lifting her hips off the bed, only to slam her back into the softness of the mattress.
All his nerve endings, all his senses were riveting between his legs as she moaned, matching his quick stabbing thrusts with her own jerky moves. Adam held those sensations in check, sending them to every crevice of his being until he was a throbbing machine of desire, driving him and Tashi through the sacred spaces of their intimacy where divine winds danced between them, binding their souls together on an ever pulsating sea of love.
Drenched in sweat, Adam felt the familiar tingling along his spine, and the heavy rush of semen bubbling in his groin and speeding toward the tip of his cock.
His lungs started closing up and he knew it was over for him. Adam’s back stiffened as a tsunami of lightning bolts churned in his groin and ripped through his pumping body. He tightened his hold on Tashi’s hands and pressed them harder into the mattress. He bared his teeth, trying to capture the electrifying moment, fighting the flames that threatened to consume him as Tashi locked her body to his, sealing their wet skins together while the hot velvety walls of her vagina tautened and quaked around his aching shaft as she teetered on the realm of yet another orgasm.
