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Justin and I talked quietly for a while, then he sighed. "Shannon, I want to kiss you. I want to make love with you, but more than anything, I want to kiss you." he told me seriously. I smiled shyly. "I want to kiss you too, Justin. And...and I want to make love with you." I admitted. He smiled, and it was like the sun after a week of rain. "Thank you, baby girl." he whispered, then he leaned over and kissed me gently. It was hardly more than a brush of his lips on mine, but it felt like coming home. Fireworks, bells and whistles, tidal waves everything anyone ever said about kissing the one you were meant to be with happened in that instant. Justin drew back, looking as stunned as I felt. For a moment he just looked at me, then he pulled me into his arms for a deeper, more powerful kiss that rocked the foundation of the world.
Somehow we got undressed, caressing each others bodies and whispering words of love and awe at the powerful thing between us. Justin worshipped my body til I was trembling with need, then he slowly entered me. I winced as his thick shaft filled me, and he stopped. "I'm hurting you." he whispered in concern. "Its okay, Justin, it feels good. I'm just not used to it please don't stop?" I whispered back, running my hands down his back to his butt. He shivered as I caressed it, then bent his head to kiss me as he continued moving into my body. When we were fully joined, he lay still inside me, caressing my body, licking and nipping gently at my breasts until I was begging him to finish it. Then he started to move slowly until neither one of us could hold back, and we climaxed together, holding each other tightly. We made love twice more before Justin laid down beside me and pulled me into his arms. Just as I was falling asleep, I thought I heard him whisper, "I love you, baby girl." |
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