He stood closely in front of her, and she was embarrassed, he could now see her breast. She tried to look at him but her reluctance to see any disappointment in his eyes, kept her from fully committing to anything as bold as an immediate connection. Somehow she managed to work her way to his eyes, she had to face him, she had to know if she pleased him. Her heart pounded in her chest, surely it wasn't really beating so hard? She saw the smile on his face and the look in his eyes. They looked straight into hers with pure desire. He had decided he could restrain himself, if she could wait for him, he could make sure her first time was as loving and gentle as he could be.
Sully looked upon her before she could lift her eyes to him. She had the most beautiful body and her breasts were perfect upon her. He wished to be caressing them in many different ways at this very moment, but he knew she needed this time, and the most important thing was to make her comfortable. Her ivory skin was flawless, accentuated by the occasional small beauty mark, and he desired very much to find them all. He wished to know her body as well and better than his own. She raised her eyes to him.
He stepped closer to her and cupped one of her breasts, letting his fingers curve up around the outermost perimeter of it. She softly gasped and briefly held her breath as he caressed her. His fingers lightly moved over the center of her breast and she could hear him taking slow breaths of air. There was a heaviness in his gentle breaths and she could hear the slightest sound of a tremor as he parted his lips and tried to remain calm. Stopping his movement, his palm covered her breast, gently squeezing he applied the most desirable, warm pressure upon her. Rubbing over the ivory skin at the top with his thumb, he felt her nipple grow more firmly against his hand. He flattened his hand and tenderly started rubbing his hand back and forth. Michaela softly moaned as she felt a heat within her and an excitement within her core. The sensation, the sensitivity was almost painful. His hands slipped away and caressed down the center as he moved his hand under her breast to her torso, and softly rubbed from the front to her side repeating the action while letting his thumb and forefinger gently graze her breast. He stopped and seeing her passions begin to awake, he pulled her to his chest as her breast made contact and pressed into him. He could feel them against him, straining to be pleased. He pulled back a little and kissed her passionately, sliding his tongue into her mouth, and she met him with equal acceptance and passion.
She had given him something, a gift of acceptance, that she could trust him to care for her, trust him to see her exposed. Her heart was thumping loudly, insistently knocking at the wall that fate was beginning to test. He pulled away and took a small step back. She was beautiful at this moment. Her breasts were exposed, standing in the middle of the dress that was on the floor. She was wearing her drawers and stockings with her boots laced tight. Keeping contact with her eyes, he used his foot to step on the back of one of his shoes, pulling his foot out. Then he removed the other one in the same manner, gently kicking them to the side, out of the way.
Her eyes shifted to his feet and then back again. Picking his feet up one at a time he removed his socks. He stopped after that, much to her surprise. Moving in close again he embraced her, kissed her lips, and looked into her eyes. She noticed the dilation, and wondered if hers were the same way. He studied her beautiful face. Then with his whole heart in his eyes he said, "I love you Michaela." He didn't give her time to answer though, and she silently accepted him as he leaned in again and kissed her, slowly caressing her lips with his own. She was so amazed with his love, she never imagined she could love a man this much and for that matter, that he could love her like he did. It was pure, it was unrelenting and it was unquenchable. As he continued she softly moaned into his mouth, everything he did felt so good, so pleasing. He reached down and picked her up again, taking her to the bed.
Sully sat her down on the soft cover, and caressing her face, he kissed her and backed away. He dropped down to her feet and kneeling he placed one of her boots against his leg, untying the laces, he worked them loose, and supporting the back of her leg with his hand, he pulled her shoe and released it with a gentle thud on the floor. He lowered her leg and gently removed her other boot in the same manner. Then, looking up into her eyes that watched his every move, he slowly ran his hand up her calf, and reaching past the limits of her under garment, he hooked her stocking with his middle finger. Caressing her leg as he removed the silky stocking, he let his touch slowly move all the way down her until the stocking left her foot and he released it to the floor. He repeated his actions with the other side. This time though, he held her foot and lifted it to him. He kissed the inside of her foot, she had no idea that it could make her want him so badly. Soft, feather-like kisses continued up the inside of her leg, reaching the edge of her under garment, he pushed it up a little and kissed the inside of her knee, letting his tongue gently caress her skin as he did so. Michaela seemed to not mind anymore that her breasts were freely exposed. Now all she could think about was the final barrier between her and the man she so desperately wanted. She physically ached inside wanting more.
He stood but before he moved back to her, she stood as well and he realized she needed to find her own pleasures. He had hoped by caressing her so lovingly that she would be encouraged to do the same, and now it seemed as if she wanted to make her own discoveries. She moved her hand to his stomach, and caressed him, back and forth. Working her way down, she eventually arrived at the buckle on his belt. Reaching forward with her other hand she took the belt into her hand and pushed the end back, relieving the tension and separating the ends. She pulled the belt out of the loops and dropped it with a loud thud. They stood with their heads looking down, both waiting for more.
She knew he was waiting for her, and she reached for the button of his pants, releasing them and letting them fall to the floor. His manhood was straight up and she gasped a little as she processed its size and how it would feel. Swaying a little she put her hands to each side of his body and then dropped her right hand to her side. He knew she was nervous. Reaching for her hand he guided it up to his lips and then placed it above his heart.
As he gently caressed the top of her hand back and forth with his middle finger, he paused and lifted her chin so he could look into her eyes. " I love you." He leaned in and kissed her, sweetly lingering, gently pressing, drawing her lips into his with the slightest amount of suction. Stopping, he searched her eyes. They pleaded with him. He could see the fear of the unknown and he gently caressed her face.
Reaching for the tie on her undergarment, he slowly pulled it loose. The fabric loosened and he started pushing them down over her hips. Slowly he exposed her center and he moved against her, his lips kissing her again. His hands gently slid around her waist and caressed around her backside letting his hands form against her shape. His manhood pressed against her stomach and she felt a strong tightness in her center. He lifted her and moved over to the bed. As she sat on the edge, he completely removed her drawers, and pulled them away. They were both fully exposed to the other now.
He stood before her, her drawers discarded on the floor beside him. She noticed him looking over her and she was embarrassed again. What he must think of her, she was full of doubt in her sexuality. She wasn't like other women, she only ever wanted to be knowledgeable about medicine, create a fulfilling profession, help people. Those were not things that men found desirable, those were not things that made her body desirable. Her sisters had teased her frequently after she became of age because of her lack of interest in men, or rather her lack of focus on such things. Sully smiled a little, knowing she had no idea that she had to be one of the most beautiful women in the world, to him she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
He moved closer, "You're beautiful," he paused waiting for her. She found the courage to speak although the first sound of her voice seemed so foreign to her now. Here, naked, nervous about what was next, she tried to convey her fear of not knowing what was about to happen, not knowing how to please him. "Sully, I'm not so sure I can make you happy." He had to catch himself as he gasped a little at how much she didn't realize that she was perfect. "Michaela," he moved a little closer, "do you really not know? You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, as long as I live you will always make me happy." He paused again, and quite seriously whispered, "I've believed that since the day I first saw you." Had he really wanted her so badly since that first day? She stared into his eyes and breathed his name, "Sully..."
He slowly stepped closer and stopped. He gently sat down on the bed next to her. Reaching his hand out to her hand he softly caressed her. "You don't have to be afraid, I promised, remember, we'll take it ever so easy." She smiled, and looked into his eyes, " Sully, I love you, so much," he leaned in and kissed her, then she said, "may I…...may I touch you first" He smiled and he softly said, "I would like that very much."
She placed her hand on his leg and caressed it a few times. He remembered the time she had massaged his leg after he was injured and she had helped him get well. She had unintentionally stimulated his manhood even then with her touch. Her hands were gentle, she had learned to be gentle as a doctor, but this touch held her desire as well.
Moving to his manhood, she paused and then let her fingers caress the length of it. She felt it pulse against her and she looked back up to him. He had his eyes closed and he was clenching his teeth. She touched the tip very gently and rubbed over it. Sully moaned and breaking a little, leaned back on his elbows. She took her hand away,"Sully, did I hurt you?" He opened his eyes, "No, Michaela, it felt very pleasant." He had almost gotten caught up in his own pleasures. He sat back up. Reaching for the pins that held her hair up, he gently removed them and straightened her soft, copper hair. He kissed her again and let his tongue caress her lips. She opened her mouth and they continued. Then he reached under her, briefly stood up and turned, laying her down comfortably on the bed.