He paused when she cried out his name, turning to her with a foolish concern on his face, leaning down and kissing her.  Perhaps the men had been wrong - perhaps this was not her... nor him.  Rather, he pulled her close, maneuvering himself between her legs, positioning himself.  He kissed her harder and, positioned, he moved his hands over her body, holding her breasts and teasing her nipples, almost accidentally.<br/><br/>He leaned close to her ear, hearing her heart as her neck laid against his shoulder, "My Valla," he whispered, tilting forward until the bulbous head of his cock began to slide between her virgin lips, penetrating her sex slowly and gently.  The feeling was... indescribable.  Warm and wet, smooth yet rough... he glanced down at where they connected and saw that he was no more than a bit inside of her.  But as he moved further into her, slowly, his lips upon hers, he felt a strong resistance and paused, not sure if she was ready to lose her maidenhead.  He waited, slowly moving within her, not breeching that barrier, until she was ready and told him to.