fingers and full lips and tongue could send him to the heights of erotic ecstasy. And with his mouth and one finger, he could make her wake the neighbors. Tonight he wanted to make her wake the whole town.
Derek laid her back on the bed and slowly undressed her. Even after a year with his little exhibitionist mermaid, he never ceased to be moved by the sight of her naked curves. He kissed her lips, her neck and chest. She dug her hands into his hair as he took a nipple into his mouth as his hand sought her other breast. He wanted their first time together to be as painless as possible. He wanted her wet inside and aching for him.
“Derek, please,” she begged.
“Patience,” he teased. “You made me wait a year. It’s only fair I make you wait a few more minutes.”
Still dressed, Derek spread her legs and sat between her open thighs. He opened her folds and slipped a finger into her. As usual she sighed blissfully and lifted her hips to take him in deeper. For the first time ever, Derek turned his hand and pressed a second finger inside her. He felt the barrier of her virginity against his fingers.
“Tell me if it hurts,” he said softly.
“Feels wonderful.”
He took her clitoris between his thumb and index finger and gently massaged it. Xenia’s head fell back in pleasure while Derek pushed down on her hymen. He put both thumbs in her, gripped her hips, and pulled her wider open. Bending over her, he took a nipple in his mouth again and sucked deeply while he slowly pushed a third finger into her. He wanted her on the edge of orgasm when he penetrated her the first time.
“Derek…” she groaned.
Derek pressed his forehead to hers. “Xenia, I don’t want to hurt you.”
Xenia laid her hand on the side of his face. His fingers still rested deep inside her.
“ Your tail will then disappear ,” Xenia quoted softly, meeting Derek’s eyes. “ And shrink up into what mankind calls legs, and you will feel great pain, as if a sword were passing through you. ”
“What is that?” he asked.
“It’s from The Little Mermaid, the fairy tale. It’s what a mermaid feels when she becomes a human woman. Great pain. Derek, I’m ready to be human.”
A tiny knot formed in Derek’s throat. In Xenia’s eyes he saw not a single flicker of fear—only love, trust and desire.
He kissed her once, pulled away from her and undressed. Naked now, he stretched on top of her. Xenia opened her legs for him and he pressed the tip of his straining erection against her hymen.
“I love you,” he whispered and thrust fast and hard into the very core of her. He gasped, his eyes wide open. It had been over a year since he’d been inside a woman’s body. His heart pounded in his chest, blood throbbed in his ears. Staying in her without moving, without pumping madly into her, strained every ounce of Derek’s self-control.
An anguished whimper from underneath him brought Derek back to himself.
“Breathe,” he begged Xenia, running his hand through her hair. “Try to breathe.”
Xenia nodded and buried her head against his chest. All around him he felt her heat, her wetness and her tight inner muscles trying to push him out of her. Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled them onto their sides. He rubbed her lower back and hips, massaging them until her muscles started to unknot.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked, kissing the tear on her cheek.
“Never.” She smiled at him and tentatively pressed her hips into his.
Groaning, Derek pushed her onto her back again and thrust deep. He breathed slowly, willing himself to hold back. But Xenia’s body held him like a hand. Her clitoris swelled at his touch. With short sharp thrusts he moved in her, trying to mask her pain with pleasure.
Taking her legs in his hands, he pushed them as wide as they could go. He moved more easily inside her now. With long full thrusts he rode her, relishing the sensation of her body wrapped around his.
Finally he heard Xenia’s
Derek laid her back on the bed and slowly undressed her. Even after a year with his little exhibitionist mermaid, he never ceased to be moved by the sight of her naked curves. He kissed her lips, her neck and chest. She dug her hands into his hair as he took a nipple into his mouth as his hand sought her other breast. He wanted their first time together to be as painless as possible. He wanted her wet inside and aching for him.
“Derek, please,” she begged.
“Patience,” he teased. “You made me wait a year. It’s only fair I make you wait a few more minutes.”
Still dressed, Derek spread her legs and sat between her open thighs. He opened her folds and slipped a finger into her. As usual she sighed blissfully and lifted her hips to take him in deeper. For the first time ever, Derek turned his hand and pressed a second finger inside her. He felt the barrier of her virginity against his fingers.
“Tell me if it hurts,” he said softly.
“Feels wonderful.”
He took her clitoris between his thumb and index finger and gently massaged it. Xenia’s head fell back in pleasure while Derek pushed down on her hymen. He put both thumbs in her, gripped her hips, and pulled her wider open. Bending over her, he took a nipple in his mouth again and sucked deeply while he slowly pushed a third finger into her. He wanted her on the edge of orgasm when he penetrated her the first time.
“Derek…” she groaned.
Derek pressed his forehead to hers. “Xenia, I don’t want to hurt you.”
Xenia laid her hand on the side of his face. His fingers still rested deep inside her.
“ Your tail will then disappear ,” Xenia quoted softly, meeting Derek’s eyes. “ And shrink up into what mankind calls legs, and you will feel great pain, as if a sword were passing through you. ”
“What is that?” he asked.
“It’s from The Little Mermaid, the fairy tale. It’s what a mermaid feels when she becomes a human woman. Great pain. Derek, I’m ready to be human.”
A tiny knot formed in Derek’s throat. In Xenia’s eyes he saw not a single flicker of fear—only love, trust and desire.
He kissed her once, pulled away from her and undressed. Naked now, he stretched on top of her. Xenia opened her legs for him and he pressed the tip of his straining erection against her hymen.
“I love you,” he whispered and thrust fast and hard into the very core of her. He gasped, his eyes wide open. It had been over a year since he’d been inside a woman’s body. His heart pounded in his chest, blood throbbed in his ears. Staying in her without moving, without pumping madly into her, strained every ounce of Derek’s self-control.
An anguished whimper from underneath him brought Derek back to himself.
“Breathe,” he begged Xenia, running his hand through her hair. “Try to breathe.”
Xenia nodded and buried her head against his chest. All around him he felt her heat, her wetness and her tight inner muscles trying to push him out of her. Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled them onto their sides. He rubbed her lower back and hips, massaging them until her muscles started to unknot.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked, kissing the tear on her cheek.
“Never.” She smiled at him and tentatively pressed her hips into his.
Groaning, Derek pushed her onto her back again and thrust deep. He breathed slowly, willing himself to hold back. But Xenia’s body held him like a hand. Her clitoris swelled at his touch. With short sharp thrusts he moved in her, trying to mask her pain with pleasure.
Taking her legs in his hands, he pushed them as wide as they could go. He moved more easily inside her now. With long full thrusts he rode her, relishing the sensation of her body wrapped around his.
Finally he heard Xenia’s
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