<span style="font-family:Philosopher">Adam watched Elizabeth monitoring him, and at his words saw her lips part. Hearing his name on her lips and feeling the frisson roll through her body confirmed to him that she shared his feelings, and peace sounded like a bell-tone through his body. It felt as though nothing more stood between them, and the path was clear. They were decided. How had it come to this in so few days? Adam didn’t know, but there was no question in his mind. Here was a woman that he could invest everything into, and be rewarded tenfold. He felt completely safe, secure, and warm, and for the first time, mixed that feeling of hearth and home with the arousal that thundered between them. He had sought out a wide array of experiences, and he’d gotten them, but there was always a detachment before. He’d been involved with play partners. With Liz it was so much more. With that fact came his own vulnerability. Elizabeth was in his heart. He would do everything in his power to keep her there.<br/>
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His arousal pounded, but in the mix with these newfound feelings, the pounding spread all through him like they never had before. It felt as though his entire body thrummed with the need to join with hers. He could feel the heat of her atop him, flooding him, engulfing him. It was the nature of the feeling that toned the hunger, and calmed his nerves. He felt, in a word, prepared. Utterly and completely prepared and ready to take her and bind together their bodies and lives. The pounding morphed from an urgent throb to a steady pulse. His heartbeat transitioned from a sprint to a long marathon. Power. Endurance. Stamina. And something else. Something that he’d not felt in that mix. Joy. Unfettered jubilance that fluttered within him like so many butterflies in spring. He smiled, wondering if that was what love felt like. <br/>
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He felt her lean in for another kiss, her soft lips brushing against his, her hands tentative on his skin, the soft flesh of her breasts tickling the surface of his chest. He felt her playful nips, and met her seeking eyes, and smoothed his hands over her hips as she caressed him, excited him, and he felt as though those butterflies were doing flips inside him. Then her kiss broke, and her whisper evoked his grin. She escaped him, and he watched her body move, savoring her grace and what struck him as poise. He’d felt her anticipation in the quiver in her lips and breath, but her cute demeanor played through everything she did. He let his lazy, calm gaze roam her body as she teased him with the bands of her white lace, and couldn’t help pulling his lower lip between his teeth to run his tongue over the taste and tingle of her kiss. <br/>
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Once she was out of sight behind him on the couch, he looked back over his shoulder to catch her gaze right before she entered his bedroom. He saw the small pause in her movement just before she entered, and a tiny smirk emerged in the corner of his mouth. To him it was simply home, he was used to it. To others it was lavish, and he was glad it struck her so. Then she was out of sight, and he looked back down to where she’d been atop him, and the soaked imprint she’d left in his suit pants. Still smiling, he wondered if it’d ever come out, then he stood and removed his clothing. Shoes kicked off, socks balled up inside them, he lifted his pants and boxer briefs and tossed them over the top of the dryer on his way to the bedroom. He stopped at the cabinet in the bathroom to put on a condom, then followed Liz’s path into his bedroom.</span><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2Fl6F3H4Y.jpg&amp;hash=9d28bcae9d86cee210a939435c48f08b" title="l6F3H4Y.jpg">
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</div></div><span style="font-family:Philosopher">The room had never been so beautiful as it was now, with Elizabeth anticipating him on the bed, her body displayed for his view, the smell of her filling the room, the lustre of her gaze on him, the tremor in her voice. He recognized that she was nervous, and his response was utter calm, and slow movement of limb and gaze. He devoured the sight of her as he approached the foot of the bed where she displayed herself, and met her eyes at her question. “Right there is perfect, Ms Harper,” he said, then he slipped his fingers over the inside of her knees to ease them wide. He grazed his fingers over the insides of her legs, moving them toward her center, then slid his right palm over her belly as he balanced with his left on the bed and leaned in to kiss her neck. He slipped his right hand behind her back as he rested a knee on the bed, and he eased her back as he positioned himself between her legs. <br/>
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Once she was safely on her back, he moved his head to look into her eyes and kiss her lips, then slid his hands over her torso and held her as he trailed his kiss across her cheek, down her neck, over her collar bone, between the swell of her breasts, then he rested his hands on the insides of her thighs as his kisses roamed over her belly, down beneath its delicate swell, and fluttered just above the furnace of her heat. When his lips first touched her wetness he moaned and licked the edges of where he found that taste. He slipped a finger through one side of the triangle of lace, and pulled it aside, sliding his finger along the edges of her as he did. Then with his other hand joining the first, he walked two fingers into her lips and eased them apart to reveal the pink core of her. He sounded his pleasure in his throat, then drew his tongue over on labia then the other, from bottom to top, then settled down to wrap his lips over her hooded clit. He hummed in ecstasy once more, letting the pleasure of it thrum into her, then approached softly with his tongue, set it gently at the base of her, then lightly rolled it up in a slow flick over the tip of her bud. He continued that, rolling from side to side, up and down, lavishing her in affection, then let the fingers of his right hand drift low, sinking toward her opening. He was intending to stroke her insides, to dance his fingers just inside her, when he found that she was still intact. <br/>
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He paused for a heartbeat, overwhelmed with shock, and profound honor, then immediately groaned as if at her succulence, then moved his hands to wrap his arms around her legs and pull her hips closer to him, tighter against him, and resettled his mouth on her clit to apply suction with his lips and continue licking her inside the suction. A virgin. Adam felt suddenly as if she’d saved herself just for him, and all at once the feeling of warmth and love for her filled his chest. His heart felt like it was soaring, and the fluttering within his chest was back in full force. So, it was more right than he ever knew. He used his kiss to pour his astonishment and pride into her, then with one last caress of the tongue, he rose up from her, and was kneeling just behind her on the bed. He looked to see her eyes, then lifted her legs together, and hooked his fingers as she had under the bands of her lace, and pulled it slowly over the flare of her hips, up past her thighs and knees, and with one hand off over her ankles and feet. He tossed the little piece of cloth, her last vestige of the armor she wore, over onto a nightstand, then once more fit his hands between her thighs to spread her open for his entrance. <br/>
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Adam came down atop Elizabeth, propped on his knees and elbows, and rested his hips between her legs so his member was wedged between the warmth of both of them. He looked down into her eyes and rested his chest atop her breasts, then used one hand to brush the hair back from her face and continued it through her auburn strands. “We’re going to stretch you tonight, my love,” he whispered. “We’ll go slowly and ease into it, but you will need to trust me, and surrender to the feeling, surrender to me. It will get easier and easier in time, but this first time will be the most challenging. Are you ready, my sweet?”</span>