Honeymoon

In the warm liquid of the water his body was warm, soothing against my hot skin. He reached around my waist and I reached around his back, to embrace one another. When he held me closer to his body I was suddenly aware of every inch of him, including something that I had not been aware of before. His glorious body had held no secrets from me, or so I thought. At once my mind concentrated on the feeling of his member against my skin. It was hard and smooth and I wanted nothing more than to reach down and explore this new element.

Instantly, as if he felt my sudden realization, he hardened slightly more and pressed himself against me. In a flash, the hot radiance coming from the center of my body burned through me, and I felt a sudden throbbing, a swelling between my legs. I had never felt this before, at least not so powerfully. I ached for something I didn't recognize and I could feel the tingle surrounding the hot swelling. I felt myself blush and looked away, toward the endless horizon of the ocean.

Suddenly, his fingers were beneath my chin, pulling my face up to look at him.

"Please, do not look away from me tonight. There is nothing to be embarrassed about, my love. I am as new to these feelings as you."

And I felt comforted that he felt as unsure as me, but somehow he seemed to have more control than I had. He hugged me tighter and began to kiss me. My soft lips molded to his hard smooth mouth and as I sighed at the feeling of it, he parted his lips. He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and began to explore. My heart must have been buzzing because he reached one hand from my waist and lightly touched my chest, tapping his fingers in rhythm with my heart.

I gasped as his hand lingered there, so close to my breast, which had been off limits. He slowly, slowly moved his hand to my right breast and cupped it. I sighed loudly and my body went slightly limp. His mouth was more intense on mine and his kissing lost its usual control. He was hungry on my lips, tasting me.

He breathed my name, "Bella."

My heart fluttered and the throbbing between my legs grew stronger.

I let my hands wash down from his back to his waist, where I hesitated, and then I let my hands roll over his perfectly sculpted butt. I let my hands linger on the place where his butt ended and his legs began. His body stiffened immediately, and I heard him let out a light sigh, and then his entire body shuddered, and he relaxed. He seemed to be sculptured out of the most perfectly smooth marble, but not as cold as usual, thanks to the water.

As I let my hands drift back up over his butt I let them cross over his waist and ran my fingers against the skin on his back on the opposite sides they had slid down. He shuddered again as I reached all the way up, until my arms were crossed over one another and each hand gripped the top of his shoulders.
As I did this he gently moved his right hand from my breast, dragging his thumb ever so slowly against my nipple. I shuddered and pressed myself to his body, slightly raising my feet, so that I also rubbed up against his now warm body. He moved his right hand to my waist and ran both of his hands delicately up my back, thumbs over my arms and let them slide down to my lower back, and without hesitation, he let his hands trace down, over my butt and down the backs of my thighs.

I shuddered again, and the hot intensity I felt grew even stronger. Even though my body was in the water, I felt wet. The throbbing had increased and my body instinctively rubbed against his, my grip on his shoulders becoming tighter.

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