I feel his hands on my hips again even though we decided not to go there, and all I can do is raise my eyebrows in question as he continues to kiss me so deeply I barely even have room to breathe. Not that I'm complaining - it feels amazing, and I never want him to stop. He raises my hips off the bed, and they come into his hands with welcome speed, willing to do whatever he wishes them to.
My zipper was already undone from earlier, and I hadn’t thought to do it back up. That's why it’s so easy for Fernando to simply yank on the fabric of my jeans and pull them down, almost in one smooth motion. He moves to my knees to pull them the rest of the way, leaving me sitting there in my panties, wondering what he is doing. I remind myself that I do trust him, just as I said I would. Whatever he wants to give me, whatever this ‘taste’ is, I want it. Even if he loses his resolve and takes me all the way, I want it.
Fernando begins to kiss my stomach, making me squirm in embarrassment. I would have thought that he would be turned off by my body, not want to get up so close to it and kiss it like this. I thought he liked me in spite of the way I looked, not because of it. But now his kisses trail along the top of my legs, and it can only feel like worship. Is this how he treats every woman? I hope not. Even if it's just for right now, and later I realize I’m wrong, I want to think that this is special.
Fernando returns to kiss me deeply, taking my breath away just as I had found it, and his hands hook into the waistband of my panties. So, here we are then, just where he said he wasn't going to go. I wish he would make up his mind. What is all this about?
All thoughts are banished from my head when he begins to pull my panties down my legs. I realize that we are in a brightly lit room and that he can see all of me as he pulls the fabric away from my skin. His face is so close to my body, he must be able to see every single detail. I blush bright red, feeling it go right to the tips of my fingers, fighting the instinct to cover myself up. I succeed by remembering that I want him to have all of me—even if just for tonight. If anyone has to be the first person to see me naked like this, then Fernando is the best candidate I can possibly think of.
“Oh!” I gasp, as he stops looking and reaches to touch, his shoulders parting my legs as his hands go up to caress me down there, where no one else has ever touched me.
Fernando is silent, probably concentrating on the task at hand, but it's a little disconcerting to hear the noises coming out of my throat without my consent. I don't even know what noise I’m going to make before I moan and groan, each little whimper coming out in response to the way his hands touch me. His fingers skim over my most sensitive areas, setting my nerves on fire.
He shifts closer towards me as if I was not already embarrassed at how close he was examining me. Does he mean to get a really close look? Will that actually help? I have no idea if this is something to do with giving me the most possible pleasure, or if he's just a bit of a Peeping Tom. But then, I also don't know if this is normal—is this something that all couples do together? Should I be asking him to take down his jeans so I can take a look too?
All these thoughts swirl around in my head made no easier to understand by the fact that I can’t keep my head with his hands on me. Every time he touches me those thoughts just seem to disappear, lost in a whirl and eddy of pleasure that is out of my control. And when his head comes even closer towards me, forcing my hips out wider and wider, I barely even feel the embarrassment anymore - even though a moment ago I thought I might die from it.
And then even those thoughts are taken out of my head because he does something else. He puts his face right up against me, opens his mouth, and sends out his tongue to touch me there. I fight a sudden impulse to squeal and slam my legs closed, knowing that it would only injure his head, but I've never experienced something as strange as this. In my wildest dreams and fantasies, I didn’t imagine that he would do this first before anything else.