He led her up the stairs and into the master bedroom. He knew that she would feel comfortable here, having spent so many nights sleeping in his bed. All those nights, when he held her, comforted her, and longed to make love to her. He wanted to fill her nights with pleasure and bliss, so she would look forward to the darkness rather than fearing it... and maybe then, he hoped, her nightmares would finally stop.
She paused at the foot of the bed. Peeta stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. He leaned in and kissed her neck. "You are so beautiful, Katniss."
She smiled and blushed a little, intertwining her fingers with his.
He softly asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
She whispered "Yes, I'm sure. I want you more than anything, Peeta."
He brought his hands from her waist up to the back of her neck where the straps of her sundress were tied in a bow. He gently pulled at the ends of the bow, until the knot let go, and the front of her dress fell away, revealing her breasts. He could see their bodies reflected in the mirror over his dresser. She had her eyes closed, head leaning back on Peeta's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her again. He was taken by surprise when Katniss reached for both of his hands and moved them up to cup her breasts. They were warm and soft, as he gently rubbed and massaged them, and felt her nipples hardening under his touch.
He was so hungry for her. He wanted to see more. He released his grasp on her breasts and brought his hands down to the zipper on the back of her dress. He slid it down and the dress dropped to the floor.
She turned around and faced him, now wearing nothing but her panties. She grabbed his shirt with both hands to pull him against her and she kissed him fiercely. Peeta willingly allowed her tongue entry into his mouth, which she explored ravenously. Then she sucked on his beautiful, almost pouty bottom lip that she found so sexy.
Suddenly she pulled herself away from their passionate kiss and began unbuttoning his shirt.
"You are overdressed, Mellark..." she said, hoping that he couldn't tell how nervous she was despite her bravado. She'd never been sexual with anyone else before now, but she had certainly overheard plenty of explicit details from the other girls at school about what they did with the boys who hung out at the slag heap at night, so she just hoped that she'd be able to do it right. She couldn't wait to get Peeta undressed and explore his muscular body that filled out his baker's apron so well.
Peeta eagerly helped her undo the buttons on his shirt as quickly as he could and tossed it onto the bed. Then she knelt before him and started working on the belt and zipper of his pants. She pulled down the pants, and then his boxers, and Peeta kicked them aside. She found herself at eye level with his very hard manhood. She wrapped her hand around him, and started to stroke him up and down. She decided that she liked the feel of it in her hand. She could hardly wait to find out how good he would feel inside of her. She looked up at Peeta after a moan escaped his lips. Apparently he was enjoying her hand and much as she was enjoying pleasuring him.
For a moment, she let go of him. "Peeta, sit down on the bed." she commanded, and he obeyed.
"Watch me." she told him, as she leaned in between his legs, returned her soft hand to his hard dick, and lowered her mouth onto it.
Holy Fuck! Peeta silently screamed inside his head. He watched Katniss as she kissed and sucked and licked all along his length. Every now and then she would glance up at him with an evil grin, meeting his blue eyes that were now dark and smoldering with lust for her. She knew she had all the power in the world over him right now, and he was more than willing to surrender it to her. He had his hands tangled in her long dark hair, which had come loose from the braid she'd had in it earlier. He was trying so hard not to pull her head down further, but he couldn't help it. He kept thrusting his hips in rhythm to her deep throating him.
"Oh my God, Katniss..." he moaned. "That feels so damn good... mmmm..."
With his compliment, she started to suck even harder and faster. Just hearing his moans and sighs was causing her to feel wet between her own legs.
He took a ragged breath and forced himself to say "...But I think you better stop, if you want me to last long enough for us to have sex before I have to get back to work..."
She reluctantly pulled her mouth away. "Hmm, well I definitely do want that," she purred. "I guess we'll just have to practice this some more later..."
Peeta sighed, and extended his hand to her, to help her up from kneeling. "Come here, baby. Come lie on the bed with me."
She joined him on the bed and reclined onto her back. Peeta shimmied her pink panties down her legs and dropped them on the floor. He lay down alongside her, running his hand up her thigh, over her nearly flat stomach, then up to her chest. He cupped one of her lovely breasts in his hand and brought his mouth down to meet her nipple. He sucked gently, moved his tongue all around it. He felt it get hard in his mouth. Then he removed his hand from her breast and trailed it back down across her belly and made his way downward. She parted her legs slightly for him. She already felt so warm and wet. He ran his finger along her slick folds of flesh, and she shuddered. Over and over, he stroked his fingers across her most sensitive spot, teasing her with his gentle touch.
She had known that the baker's hands could work magic, but the way he way making her feel right now was beyond her wildest dreams. She arched her back in response to the shivers he was sending up her spine. Her breath got quicker, her mouth dropped open. He slid a finger inside her, and rubbed her from the inside, feeling her wetness.
He wanted so badly to taste her right now, to tease her with his tongue, but he knew they were running out of time. He didn't dare look at the clock because he never wanted this moment to end. He promised himself that tonight, when they had the whole night ahead of them, he would taste her and show her just how good she had made him feel when she was pleasuring him with her beautiful mouth.
"Katniss, do you feel like you're ready?" he asked.
"Oh yes, Peeta," she replied. "So ready."
He reached over to his nightstand to get protection. "I know you don't want to get pregnant, so..."
She smiled gratefully. That was her Peeta, always knew the right thing to do. She wished that she had thought about protection, since she was the one so adamant about never having any children that would one day have to face the reaping for the games.
He positioned himself above her, and found her entrance. He moved in slowly, gently, giving her time to adjust to his size. Each time she became relaxed, he would thrust in just a little further, until finally he was all the way inside of her.
She smiled up at him, and he thought she had never looked so beautiful in her life... cheeks flushed, eyes dark and dilated, her whole face glowing with adoration of the blond boy gazing down at her. He kissed her lips, then began slowly thrusting in and out of her. After a few minutes, their pace began to quicken, become more urgent. She lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, sometimes even digging her fingernails into his back. She was loving the way he felt inside of her, the warmth of his hands on her skin, the heat of his breath on the side of her neck as he moaned her name.
He, too, was lost in ecstasy. Just the sound of her whimpering and sighing, along with the sight of his lover with her head tilted back, eyes closed, with a dreamy spellbound smile on her parted lips, was driving him insane. He wished fiercely that he could watch her reach her climax. Then he had an idea...
Peeta paused for a moment and pulled himself out of her.
"Why are you stopping, Peeta?" she asked breathlessly. "Is everything okay?"
"Definitely more than okay." he assured her. "I just want to change position a bit, if that's alright with you..."
"Of course, as long as you come back to me," she teased.
He simply answered her with a smile.
Peeta moved himself backwards until he could step off the end of the bed and stand up. Then he reached out for Katniss and pulled her towards him, so that her hips were right at the edge of the mattress. He gently reclined her back again and pulled the pillow under her head so she would be comfortable. He stepped up close to her, took one of her ankles in each of his hands, and wrapped her legs around his waist.
"I want to be able to see you, Katniss..."
He moved his hands up to her hips and slid himself inside of her once again. That spellbound smile returned to her mouth.
Ohh, this is perfect.. Peeta thought to himself. Now he was able to move his hands freely over her body, and he could watch her react to his touch. He could trace his fingers down her navel and see her shudder. Every time he slid into her, her breasts moved and jiggled, and that made him even more aroused. He held onto her hips so he could thrust deeper, and he could see the change in her as her excitement was building. Her body was getting more tense, her breathing more rapid. She had turned her head sideways, and had brought her arms up next to her head, firmly grasping the pillow with both hands.
He continued to hold her hip with his left hand, but moved his right hand down to her wet center and began stroking her most sensitive spot with his fingers. She gasped and he could feel her inner walls quiver.
She likes that... he noted. He could tell she was getting close, so he kept his fingers there, touching and teasing her, while at the same time thrusting deeply into her. He was getting so excited by her that he started to wonder how much longer he could last before he reached his own climax. He watched her eagerly as her body tensed up one last time...
Suddenly, she moaned loudly, "Oh God, Peeta, don't stop what you're doing... so close...ahhh... ahhh...keep rubbing me there Peeta!"
He happily obliged, and then he saw the waves of orgasm crash over her as she came, her muscles twitching in spasms of ecstasy. At that point, he lost all control and felt his own release as he came into her. It shook his whole body and took his breath away.
He had fantasized many times about making love with Katniss, but this was sooo much better than he ever could have imagined. He opened his eyes and looked down at her. She was gazing up at him, looking very satisfied and trying to catch her breath.
"Oh my God, Peeta, that was amazing!" she sighed.
"Yes it was," he agreed as he slid himself out of her and climbed back up onto the bed next to her. "I could die a very happy man right now!"
"Well I hope you don't die anytime soon, because I'm looking forward to doing a lot more of that." she said as she snuggled up to his body, still damp with sweat.
They lay together like that, bodies entwined, for several minutes as their pulses gradually came back down to normal.
Katniss spoke and broke the silence. "I love you so much, Peeta."
That was the first time that she had ever admitted it to him out loud. He took her face in both his hands and kissed her. He had waited years to hear her say those words.
"I love you too," he replied. "You have no idea how much I wish I could stay right here with you all day and just savor this moment."
"You have to get back to work soon, don't you?"
"Unfortunately, yes. I really need to. But you are welcome to stay here and take a nap if you want to."
A nap did sound pretty good to her right about now.
"I have to take a quick shower," Peeta said. "I would invite you to join me, but I'd never get back to work!"
She giggled. "Well, maybe we can try that later!"
"I promise you, love, we will try lots of fun stuff later tonight." he said to her, as he pulled the blanket up over her, gave her one last kiss on the forehead, and made his way into the bathroom to shower.
A few minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, smelling of soap. He put on a clean shirt and pants from the closet, and tied a fresh white apron around his waist. He sat on the bed next to her to put on his shoes.
"I really hate to leave you, but if I don't get down there and get the bread in the oven, it will never be ready in time for my orders this afternoon." he said. "But I would like to thank you for the best lunch date I've ever had!" He grinned at her and lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles.
"Will you come over to my house tonight after you close up?" she asked.
"If you want me there, I'll be there!" he replied.
"Oh, I'll definitely want you..." she teased, eyes sparkling.
He groaned as he got up from the bed to head back to the bakery.
"You're killing me!" he told her. "I'll see you in a few hours. Love you."
"Love you too..." she said dreamily, with heavy eyes, as she snuggled into Peeta's pillow. It smelled faintly of him, and she found it comforting. She drifted off to a peaceful sleep, happier than she'd ever felt.