<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Cameron's kiss was hungry, fierce -- but he forced himself to gentle it.  He was shaking with desire himself but pushed it aside to focus on her.  Though he moved up her body to kiss her, he kept one hand lightly stroking her clit.  He wanted her to stay aroused -- to stay right on the edge.  "You are stunning when you cum," he whispered to her between kisses.  "Breathtaking.  I cannot wait to be inside you -- to fill you completely and know that no man has ever brought you to such heights."  His other hand snaked to one nipple, pinching it just shy of painful.  It was a way of testing just how relaxed and aroused she ways -- if this pained her, he would need to work harder to relax her, to increase her pleasure, before he would take her.  Breaking her hymen would not be comfortable, no matter how much they both wanted it -- but there was a level of physical arousal that would override the pain, if he could work her up high enough.<br/>
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That might be a challenge, given that his cock was throbbing insistently against her.  Moving as he had to kiss her, his cock now rested against her thigh.  If he twitched, he got friction against her soft skin and it was tempting -- so tempting -- to rut against her like an animal.</span></span>