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We sat there in silence for a few minutes while Peeta lightly tickled the bottom of my feet. It was easy not to talk with Peeta, both of us content with each others company.
"Peeta?"
"Mmhm?"
"I know you were a virgin, but how did you learn how to do those things?" He looked up at me in surprise, but not embarrassment.
"It was actually a few ways. My two brothers talked a lot about it, though I'm pretty sure they haven't even gotten as far as me." Peeta's proud grin made me giggle. "Also I've been dreaming about it since I hit puberty, so that probably prepared me too." His big grin and bold statement had me blushing.
"But, shortly after I proposed to you I started to read up on it. I honestly didn't think we'd, you know, on our wedding night but just in case I wanted to know how to please you." My heart broke.
"When I told you, after the wedding, why did you believe me so easily?" He examined my face curiously. We both had the idea the house had been bugged so our conversations had to be cut short.
"Oh! Well, um, I know you aren't the type who says things like that without cause. You wouldn't have said it while we were alone if you didn't mean it. I mean it was a shock at first, but my brain put things together pretty quickly."
"Oh."
A sneaky smile spread across his face.
"So, when did you get that done?" He asked, running his finger down the front of my pants. The contact made me squirm and suppress a moan
"When my prep team was preparing me for the wedding, the day before they asked me while I was getting my legs waxed. And well, I was thinking I needed all the help I could get when it came to seducing you."
It startled me when he burst out with a loud laughter.
"You thought you'd have trouble seducing me? Trust me you did that years ago without meaning to."
His smile was playful and sensual. I pulled my legs out of his lap, and straddled him, returning the same smile.
"Is that why I kept catching you staring at my behind?" I ask planting a kiss on the corner of his slack mouth.
"Um," he tries to pull words together as I grind into his growing hardness through his pants. My erotic action is affecting me as well but I'm trying to ignore the delicious pressure. I want to be in control. I grind into him again and have to hold in a moan.
"Katniss, you are insatiable."
"Just with you. I can't seem to get enough of you Mr. Mellark. You are the only thing I want this much."
My hands remained in his hair, massaging his scalp when his hand moved to unbutton my jeans. He pushed a hand past the waistline of my pants, past the hem of my panties. Teasing the tiny spot of hair, I willed him to lower his hand just a little more.
"This," he said while lightly tugging at my patch of hair, "is very nice."
His hand moved down to my tiny bud of nerves. He flicked over it with his middle finger, making me bite my lip. Quickly he dipped a finger into my core, pulling back slick and moist.
"Katniss," he said breathless, "I haven't even touched you yet and look how you are."
I pulled his head to one side by his hair to grant me access to his neck. I ran my tongue over his pulse point, "You make me like this."
I began to lightly suck on his neck and suddenly remembered Cinna's sage advice.
"Oh, and Cinna told me to make sure we didn't give each other hickies. We have an interview with Caesar when we get back." He chuckled and I could feel him vibrate beneath my tongue. He moved both hands to my face, cupping my cheeks, and moved it to in front of his own.
"Well I guess we just need to stick with this," he said as he pulled my lips to his. It was a gentle, loving kiss. Not heated like they were earlier. I could feel the atmosphere around us change instantly. From static electricity and hot to protective and adoring.
Our earlier sex was heated and wild, but this is going to be like our first time making love. Deliberate, and needed. It almost overwhelmed me, the need to show him I love him.
He pulled back from our kiss to look into my eyes; his were clouded ice with lust. "I love you."
I ran my fingernails over his scalp, through his hair, massaging as I went. "I love you, too."
His fingers began to brush each button on my white shirt. In no particular rush he undid each one was ease. Finally he brushed it off my shoulders, leaving me bare, and topless. After our shower I decided to remain braless for comfort purposes, and now I'm very glad I did. I pulled his plain white t-shirt over his head, to match him to me. I stood up off of Peeta's lap and wiggled my unbuttoned pants down my thighs, taking my panties with them.
As I stood over him he began removing his pants as well, kicking them off at the ankle. I straddled him again, feeling him grace my entrance in a crimpling way. This position was new to me, and as I eased myself onto him I became slightly overwhelm at the depth he received.
I grasped firmly onto his shoulders steadying myself as I continued to slowly ease myself onto him. He watched me with love, and almost wonderstruck with his big blue eyes. I clenched my eyes shut tightly, savoring how good he felt inside me.
As I began to slowly move up and down I opened my eyes to catch his boring into mine. The intensity of the eye contact made my walls clench tightly around him. The pace was slow and deliberate, both very aware of the pleasure that was received and both wanted to savor this magical moment. As I took him in and out of me the pleasure started to slowly build inside me. Every time I engulfed him completely a tiny moan would escape my lips.
My breathing started to become rapid and short, "Ah, Peeta…it's so deep this way." His hands stayed firmly pressed again my hips, helping move me up and down his shaft. Our eyes stayed locked as we gazed at one another, only broke occasionally when Peeta would glance down to the spot where we were joined. When he would I would pulse around him.
With each dip of my hips the pleasure built, making it harder to keep my eyes open.
When I finally realized I couldn't keep them open any longer I slammed them shut. The feeling intensified at loss of sight, the sensation of pleasure continued to build. I was conflicted with my thoughts, part of me wanted to quicken our thrusts to mind-blowing speeds, another part was still desperate to keep a slow pace so this moment would linger on a little bit longer.
But that ambition went flying out the door when Peeta started to circle my clitoris. The sensation made me jolt in delight, springing my eyelids open instantly. I found Peeta, heavy lidded, watching my face intently. His lips were parted and swollen with arousal.
As I leaned down I gently snaked my tongue into his mouth, he met me eagerly. As he stroked me continuously with his thumb my pace quickened. Frantically I seeked the delicious release for both of us. The heated kiss muffled our moans. One of Peeta's groans in particular sent me over the edge.
The mixture of him being inside and him touching my bundle of nerves made my orgasm intense. Pulling his hair and calling out his name did him in. He kept plunging my hips down on him as I felt him release inside of me. Through the blood pounding in my ears I heard him whimper my name. When he was completely emptied inside me he pulled me tightly against his chest.
As our heart beats regulated we held each other close, breathing each other in. He turned his head to the shoulder I laid on and kissed my temple. And my mind drifted.