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</span>​</div><span style="font-family:Philosopher">Nothing thus far excited Adam so much as when she bucked her hips and clit against his tongue. The taste of her need, the sound of her pleasure, the soft, warm feel of her skin, and the heat pouring from her core thrilled him, as it was the precise response he was looking for. She received fully what he gave, and offered it back thricefold. Her slickness was on his face and her taste on his lips and tongue when he left her to return to her eyes to see her in a daze of euphoria and bliss. He focused on her in those moments, and saw her hesitance, her nervousness, and her excitement. The positive feelings definitely outweighed the rest, but he made note of them anyway, because such feelings have a way of resurfacing later if they are not resolved. <br/>
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His own feeling was of surety. He couldn’t explain it, and hadn’t felt anything like it before. It was a strange sort of certainty, knowing there were factors he couldn’t possibly foresee, and aspects of her that he couldn’t even guess at, but at the same time feeling excited to find out more and confident that nothing would drive them apart. Always before there was something that kept him from investing fully, but he felt nothing like that at all with Elizabeth. She gave him everything he needed in the tiniest things. Now, in his bed, they were able to sate needs that both of them had at once. Needs of sexuality and needs of role, needs of passion and needs of love. Love was something he’d always put off, but he felt such stirrings roaring to life in every moment he spent with Elizabeth. <br/>
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Adam moved a hand to stroke the side of her face as he considered her question and his answer. He knew her hymen was intact, and he also knew that with sufficient arousal a person could endure far more than normal. He hadn’t known that would be precisely what they’d need, but he had relished every moment of their building union. The fact that every part of what they was so utterly new to her struck him, triggering feelings of pride and protectiveness and care. Pride for her, for her bravery and response and endurance. Protectiveness, of her body, her mind, her psyche, and her reputation. And care, deep caring in the knowing that no matter how this ultimately played out, he would be a monument in her life. It seemed to him that so often those women who told him of their first experiences either didn’t remember them, or didn’t remember them fondly. He had different plans for Elizabeth.<br/>
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“Yes, my dear. Your body will need to stretch to accommodate mine, particularly this first time. There will be pain, but if we are careful it will be brief and then the pain will be gone, and you’ll feel even better than you have yet.” He knew if they weren’t careful she could rip or tear, and then there would be blood. It was absolutely unnecessary, and he was going to do everything he could to avoid it. He saw and heard the shame she felt for not knowing, and it made his heart ache. It would have been a simple thing to tell a woman, had anyone had the bravery to do so. He hoped they could discuss it later.<br/>
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Elizabeth had another question, and the answer forming in his head was complicated until he heard the word she ended with. He found then a store of patience amidst the throbbing lust and passion that surged in him at hearing her use the honorific. It made him feel like she had already surrendered, but wanted to understand it better. He favored that about her more than anything else. He saw her determination, the beauty of her vulnerability, and he heard the anxiety and fear she felt, but even then he didn’t hear or see a single shred of doubt. “You need to surrender to me because if you do, if you make that conscious choice to let go and let me be your anchor, you’ll be able to access a part of your mind that you never could otherwise. It's more than sex or passion. It’s a complete feeling of fullness of purpose and confidence in yourself and in me. It’s beautiful, and helping you reach that state puts me in one very similar, complementary. This goes beyond sex or gender or orientation, it’s a chemical change in the brain that very few people know about or understand. It only lasts as long as we allow it to, or maybe a little less, but it is one of the experiences I treasure most in the world. I’ve never felt such a potential for it with anyone as powerfully as I do with you.”<br/>
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Then, Adam took her word that she was in fact ready to proceed and leaned forward to kiss her with her own taste on his lips. He brushed his lips against hers, then gently rested his forehead over hers as he stirred. He used one arm and the strength in his back to lift his body, then slipped his other hand down her form and between her legs to brush his fingers through her nether lips and orient himself so that when he reared back his hips he could align his hardness with her warmth. Then he slid that hand under her to hold her close and kissed her once more. “Lift your legs and wrap them around my back, my sweet, then lock your ankles and don’t look away. Use your breath and your eyes and your voice and the pressure you put on my back to let me know how to move inside you. I am going to move very carefully, and pay attention to everything you tell me, because this moment is all about you.” Then Adam rolled his hips forward to push into Elizabeth.</span>