Chapter 9

Later that night. Mac carried Stella to the bedroom, laid her on the bed, stripped his clothes off, put on a pair of sweats and climbed in beside her. Wrapping her in his arms, she woke.

"Mmm...what time is it Mac?"

"Three in the morning love. Go back to sleep."

"Mac...if I asked you something, would you do it?"

"Depends what it is love."

"If I told you I wanted you to touch me, would you?"

"Of course I would. I'm touching you now aren't I?"

"I mean. If I wanted you to make love to me. Would you?"

"Stella...why are you asking me?"

"I...I think I'm ready to take the next step. I know I'm ready. We've slept in the same bed for over two months now. Yet you've not made one move towards me. Is something wrong?"

Raising her face to his with his fingertip, he whispered...

"No Stella. There's nothing wrong. I just didn't want to rush either of us into something we're not ready for."

"But that's just it Mac. I think I'm ready. All I know is if I go one more night without feeling all of you, I don't think I'd want to survive. Do you understand Mac, I need to feel."

"I understand love. It hasn't been easy for me either. For so many nights I've dreamed of making love to you. Of touching you, caressing you in spots I know would drive you into endless throws of ecstacy."

Looking passionately into her eyes, he caressed her cheek.

"Are you sure Stella?"

"Yes Mac. I'm sure."

Turning her on her back, he just took several minutes looking into her soul. Letting her know without words that he was asking for forever in her life. That there would be no turning back for either of them.

Stella could feel her heart race, her skin begin to tingle.

"This is forever Stella. You understand. We will not turn back from tonight. I want forever."

Not giving her a chance to answer, he softly, tenderly kissed her. While his fingertips wandered down her arms, bringing her strap with him. Slipping her out of her bra, while seducing her in his kiss, she sighed, and purred into his mouth.

Sensually moving down her neck with little butterfly kisses, he stopped near her ear and whispered...

"I'm going to taste every inch of you Stella. I'm going to savour and enjoy, each and every sigh, you give me. Then when you are withering in my arms, I'm going to slip into you like a wish. Leaving you breathless."

She was already breathless. As she could barely form a thought, from his passionate words he was giving her. Kissing his way down he reached her sensitive breast. raining little strokes with his tongue across her nipple, he felt her body buck off the bed.

Not wanting her passion to end, he stroked his tongue over her other breast, giving the same pleasure that he had earlier to her other nipple.

"Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaac..."

Knowing he was pleasuring her, he caressed his tongue across her tummy, stopping at her belly button. Licking, stroking his tongue inside, making a plunging motion like he would with his shaft in her core. Feeling her body tense, he knew he had given her her first orgasm from his touch.

Stella had never felt such love. Never had she ever felt this cherished with any of her partners. Such caresses, strokes, passion, she had never been given. It was becoming all to much for her to understand. To want to understand. God she could feel her soul slip out of her body and join Mac's in beautiful pleasure.

Caressing his tongue lower between her thighs, he softly blew on her swollen wet bud, sending endless chills through her body. Then with one single stroke, one single caress, he clamped onto her bud, sending her swirling into a sea of colors, as the orgasms over took her.

Sensually stroking his tongue down nearer to her core, he spread her lower lips with care, and plunged his tongue deep up within her. So much pleasure, so much sensitivity, Stella couldn't control her need to grip his head, and hold him there as she orgasmed into his mouth.

Swallowing her beautiful aura, he moved back upon her, and looked into her eyes with heated desire. Feeling him on the edge of her sheath, Stella softly closed her eyes, as she felt him give her the few inches of his thickened shaft.

"Just breathe love. I'm sorry. I'm trying to be gentle."

Stella had never realized Mac's thickness or length would be so large within her. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around Mac, to open her core more, hoping it would relieve some of the pressure he was causing her. Then with one quick plunge, she could feel him deep within her.

God, the thickness, the length, she could feel it all against her walls. So much friction, and passion, had her falling over the edge of every touch she thought had never exsited in making love like this. Moving deeper, plunging over and over, as they both felt their worlds tilt and join in endless pleasure.

Feeling himself on the edge, he whispered...

"Look at me Stella. I want to see your passion match mine. Your eyes that show me that my touch pleases you, like you're pleasing me in fevered desire."

Opening her eyes, she could see his. So hot, so full of passion, dark and almost haunting as he gave one last plunge, pouring into her soul. Even after the orgasm had subsided, she could still feel his pulsating against her walls. Kissing them, telling her body, that she was made for his touch only.

Collapsing on top of her, he passionately kissed her, over and over, until they both fell into sleep, wrapped in each others protective, loving arms.

End Chapter.