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"Christian…" I whispered.

His lips felt really soft as he grazed them over the swell of my B-cupped breasts. His breath was warm, sending chills down my arms and making my body shudder. His teeth nipped at my skin, causing a soft moan to escape my mouth. I bit down on my bottom lip and closed my eyes, letting the feel of his touch wash over me. He moved up, kissing my neck and then meeting my lips. He pressed them fervently upon mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth and biting my bottom lip. It felt good, sending the heat throughout my body. His hand rest on my hip, slowly moving up under my shirt, and stopping just below my bra. He broke the kiss and looked at me with question in his eye. "Can I?" He asked, his voice deep husky, filled with lust and love.

"You can do whatever you want." I replied, pulling him back down to my lips and kissing him passionately. He put his hands under me and lifted my body upwards, grabbing the hem of my tank top and pulling it over my head. I pulled off his shirt and rubbed my hands a long his chest. His pectorals were muscular, warm, and slightly tanned, a gorgeous fine specimen. He flinched and I looked at his face. He was on his knees, so I sat on mine to be near the same height. I leaned closer and kissed his chest then whispered, "Why does this bother you?"

He grabbed my hands and kissed each palm, looking into my eyes and saying, "It doesn't."

"Then why do you flinch?" I asked.

"I flinch because it surprises me that when you touch me…" He smiled sweetly and kissed my lips. "It feels…right." I tilted my head in confusion, not thoroughly understanding what he means. "When anyone touches my chest, I think of my past, but when you do it, I think about…you, the feel of you, the smell of you, your voice…just you, nothing but you."

My heart melted at his words and I'm sure I had the biggest smile on my face. There were so many emotions going through my mind and body right now, the main one being love. I loved Christian so much. He was everything anyone could ever want in a companion, a friend, a lover. I wanted him in every possible. I wanted his affections and his heart; because I was more than willing to give him mine. I closed the distance between us and crushed my lips to his. I didn't think, I just let my emotions take over my body and control everything that would happen next. I brought him down to the bed with me and held him close. He groaned against my lips and reached between me and the bed, unclasping my bra and tossing it aside, not removing his lips from mine. I brought my legs up to his lower back and locked my ankles together around him. He broke the kiss, but left his soft lips on my skin grazing them down my neck and to my breasts. They felt heavy and my nipples were hard, a darker color. He circled his tongue around my areola and the closed his mouth around my nipple, causing me to moan in pleasure and cling onto him tighter. I bit down on my lip and raised my hands above me and running them through Christian's hair. His tongue swirled, sucked, and nipped at the hard bud, making me clench my teeth together. He then sat up and put his hands on my knees, slowly moving them down my thighs. He kept eye contact and I felt so naked under his gaze. Not partly, like I was, but I felt like he could see right through me, every part of me that I myself couldn't see. His fingers went in between my shorts and skin, sliding them down and taking my panties with them.

He stared at me and I wanted more than anything to cover myself up. I felt a little insecure about my body, compared to Christian's glorious male figured shape. He was a magnificent sight, something you could look at all day and never get tired of it. He leaned back down and hovered over my body, his eyes scanning over my face. He kissed my lips softly then placed them by my ear. "You are a beauty to behold, Ana." I closed my eyes and let a smile curve on my lips, my teeth biting down on them in the process. I tilted my head as I felt him kiss me there, his hand maneuvering down the side of my body and settle in between my legs. I let out a little gasp as I felt his fingers move up and down the length of my external genitalia. "You're so wet, baby." He bit my neck and pushed his fingers inside me. I wasn't expecting the way it felt, so I trembled involuntarily. Parts of my vagina were throbbing, an achy type feeling that needed to be relieved. "You okay?" He asked softly. I nodded and he brought his lips back to mine, kissing me feverishly. His fingers were moving in and out of my body, initiating a few moans. My body began to take over, moving with the rhythm of his fingers. His thumb moved in circles near my pelvic bone, it was a good feeling and almost took me over the edge.

Christian removed his fingers and I felt slightly disappointed. He broke the kiss too and moved his body directly on top of me. He kissed my chin then traveled down the center of my neck, all the way down my sternum, my belly button and….

I suddenly felt his warm breath over my sex area and I lifted myself on my elbows."Wh…what are you doing?" I stammered little as he blew against my slick vagina.

"Just relax, baby. I am going to make you feel good." He whispered seductively. His finger separated me and I felt nervous. "Just relax," he repeated, flicking his tongue out and placing it between my folds and letting his lips close over it. I moaned at the feeling, loudly. I had never felt anything like this before. My hands automatically went to his held as I held him down, begging him with the gesture to continue. He continued with his tongue, but added his fingers, sticking them inside me. It was almost overwhelming as he went in and out, his tongue whirling and sucking.

"Christian…" The moaning of his name came out as if my body as well as Christian's was willing me to say it. I could hear is own groans as he continued to lick me, the vibrations making the sensations more sensational. He removed his fingers, but kept his mouth firmly in place. His strong muscular hands snaked under my thighs and wrapped around them, holding them down as the suction of his tongue and licks began come faster and harder. My body began to rock at a faster rate as I felt my climax coming. It was the same feeling as the first time I had sex, but this one was much more extreme. I cried out as I fell over the edge, gripping the head board to help take on the ambiances.

The muscles in my relaxed as the orgasm passed and I was panting heavily. Christian lifted himself, his mouth a little shiny from the juices that my body exerted, and slowly unbuttoned his pants. "You tasted sweet, Ana." I felt the heat rush to my cheeks, shy and almost embarrassed. I didn't know what to say or how to react. I've never been so nervous in my life as I lied here on full naked display and hearing those words come out of his mouth. I covered myself with my hands and gave a shy smile. "Don't hide yourself from me." He pulled his pants down and took them off. He too was now on full display, but he wasn't shy like me and he definitely had no reason to be, he was all muscle. He held his pants up and pulled out a condom, tearing it, and rolling it over himself. I could never get enough of his body; every inch was defined and breathtaking. He let his body fall over me, catching himself with his hands as they rested on either side of my head. "You define the word beauty." He whispered, pressing his lips to mine. His kiss reignited me and I could feel the heat begin to churn within. Christian's hand cupped my breast, massaging it lightly than letting it trail down between us. I could feel him grab himself, placing it at my entrance. "Are you ready?"

I bit down on my lip. "Yes, Christian." He pushed himself into me and then kept himself still. Grabbing my calf, he pulled it to rest on his lower back. Using my muscles to keep it there, I positioned my other leg to give him better access. He then began to move. There was no controlling the moans and the whimpers with the way he felt inside of me. I let my body take over as I found a steady rhythm that matched his. "Mmmm…." His lips covered mine, suppressing my moans and invading me with his tongue. I held him close as he pushed himself in and out of me, going faster and harder. Everything felt so right with Christian, the way I felt in his arms, the sweet words that spilt from his lips, and the way his hands felt and pleased my body with a single touch. He was right, he felt right and I loved him.

He broke the kiss and positioned his head in the crook of my neck. I felt his teeth sink into my flesh and the tremors of his shaft inside me. He was getting close to his release and so was I. As I concentrated on the feeling, I could feel the muscles in my vagina begin to tighten around his shaft. My legs began to tremble and when I felt his shaft start to pump, it sent me off the cliff, falling into pure ecstasy with Christian joining me.

He collapsed on top of me and I circled my arms around him, holding him in place and letting my fingers tangle in his hair.

We lay there in silence for a few minutes when he suddenly spoke. "When I was little my mom was killed." My fingers halted, no longer running through his hair. "She was a whore…" I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the story, it sounded terribly sad already. But a part of me wanted to hear it, to know a side of Christian that he kept hidden from the rest of the world, the vulnerable, tormented part. "She had a pimp who used to put out his cigarettes on his chest." I cringed. I noticed the small scars but I never thought about them or pointed it out. They were a part of him, it may not be a good part but he was who he was because of those events and I loved who he was. "I remember sitting next to her lifeless body on the floor. It had been a few days before the police had shown up…" I put my hand over my mouth and tried to subdue my gasp.

"Christian…" I caressed his face. "I'm so sorry…" I felt like crying for him, for the little boy who had to go through such a traumatizing event.

"I can't recall much, but that's why I have problems with people directly touch my chest. It brings bad memories. Except…" He sat up and faced me. "You. For some reason when you touch my chest it doesn't feel bad. It feels…" His lips pressed against mine and he grabbed my hands, putting them on his chest. "It feels right."

I smiled.

"I love you, Ana."

"I love you, Christian."

He rubbed his hand down my face and traced my lips with his thumb. "Come on, let's get dressed before the other two get home."

"Okay." I agreed. We left school after seventh period and came home. It was Christian's idea and I couldn't say no. It felt good to go against the rules, to do something I wasn't supposed to do, with someone I shouldn't be doing it with. He was a bad influence in so many ways, but I made my own choices. Not only that but he was smart, highly intelligent and very persuasive. He did some convincing to get me to go with him, but it wasn't a lot. I watched him as he slid on his jeans, loving the way they fit him perfectly, not tight but still showing off all the good parts. Sadly, he then covered his bare chest with a plain black t-shirt. He looked so good, but even better in his birthday suit.

"Aren't you going to get dressed?" He asked with one of his sexy smiles. I nodded my head in answer. He tossed me my bra and my shirt. I put them both on and reached for my shorts and underwear that were at the corner of my bed. I got of the bed and walked over to my dresser, flipping my hair and grabbing a hair tie. I put it into a messy bun that rested at the top of my head, not caring about the loose tendrils that framed my face. "What do you want to do?" He asked, coming up behind me and kissing my neck.

I turned in his arms and wrapped mine around his neck, stood on my tip toes and planted a kiss on his lips. "A little bit of this…" I kissed him again, this time letting my tongue enter his mouth. "A little bit of that…"

"Keep it up and we'll never get passed the door."

"Where's your self-control, Christian?" I whispered seductively in his ear and then nibbled on his earlobe.

He pushed me up against the wall and pinned my hands above my head, leaning down and nipping at my neck. "You don't even know how much control I'm using right now." He growled in my ear.

I giggled at the feeling of his breath tickling my ear. "I believe you." I replied crashing my lips to his. He groaned and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he held me tightly against him, one hand at the back of my head and the other on my back. "I could never get enough." I whispered.

"My sweet, Ana."

We stared into each other's eyes smiling, laughing, and kissing. He was everything to me and there would never be a day where I wouldn't want him anymore. Christian has brought so much to my life. I can talk now because of him, I can smile and laugh and I never have to look over my shoulder wondering if anything bad was going to happen to me. I would always be safe in Christian's arms. He had my heart and as long as he did, I knew there would only be pure bliss in the future that was to come. I always read in books about love and for the longest time I thought that was the only place I would be able to experience that emotion, in my books. But that would never be enough, not for me. I wanted to feel what it was like to have a man love you, to find that one person who made your heart skip a beat and make every nerve in your body feel like an electrical live wire. And that was Christian. He did that for me. There would never be anyone else who could make me feel the way he does and there would never come a time where I would plan to find out if I was wrong. He was the one for me, the one who had my heart, and the one who offered me his. I took it and as selfish as it may seem, I would never give it back under any circumstance.

He was mine and I was his.

Forever.

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