This was finally it!

Despite the intensity of the kiss Sam's humor still danced on the edge of his consciousness for one last tease and he pulled back and shot her his most smoldering look. "So, after all these kisses are you still scared of me?" He grinned, asking the question periodically had been a source of amusement but the grin quickly faded when he saw she wasn't smiling back.

Mercedes looked up at him with eyes that were starting to fill and nodded. "Now more than ever."

The words were like a knife in the gut after hearing her beautiful vows just moments before and he opened his mouth to respond but she touched his cheek reassuringly. "My fear wasn't that you'd hurt me physically. I knew moments after we met that you would never do that. At first I was scared because I knew you were going to change my life. I just didn't understand how. Then I was scared because I was starting to have feelings for you but you only saw me as a child and now… now you're mine you have my heart and the power to shatter it."

His chest tightened at her admission. "Love is scary Mercedes. But you know what? I'm just as scared as you. I've never been in love before I may have the power to shatter your heart but equally you have the power to shatter mine. We're in this together. Forever. We have equal power to hurt. But one thing holds true. I know with every fiber of my being that we would never do that to each other!" He bent and kissed her passionately before remembering one last thing. "And for what it's worth, I never saw you as a child!" If only she had known the struggle! He cast a slow hungry lingering gaze up and down her beautiful body and the fact that she shuddered without him even touching her told him she'd read every single intention in his eyes and was more than ready.

Clutching each other close they kissed for ages, exploring each other's lips and mouths, licking, nibbling and caressing. Sam permitted the slow burn kissing for a while before starting to add movement. He took his hands and ran them up and down her arms until she shuddered in response. "You like?"

She nodded. If she was even half as turned on as him she'd fall apart with hardly any touching. Yet he knew this was special for her and continued with his gently movements. This time he pressed himself closer and got braver with his hands as his lips moved away from her jaw to her neck. First he touched her hair. She flinched initially, an automatic trained response, but soon turned her head to the direction of his hand. The braids felt soft and strong, almost slightly spongy and the loose ends were soft, but not quite like the raw cotton that the texture always reminded him of when he looked at it. Then his hands got braver still, skimming her body, but still always over the clothing. There was absolutely no need to rush.

He decided that he wasn't going to start undressing her. She would have to be the one to initiate it although he was desperate to see what lay beneath the dress. It took a while but eventually he could tell that what he was giving her wasn't enough. His hand crept underneath the skirt of her dress and she let it. His hands grew bolder still with her ass but she still let him.

Then finally she made her move, undoing the buttons on his shirt. He helped her and together they rid him of the fabric. The first thing she did was look at his scar. It had healed but still looked a little raised. She pushed him onto his back and grazed the scar with her lips. He wasn't expecting that but it was definitely a welcome sensual surprise.

Next she traced her finger around his tattoo and kissed the face of the little girl. "Hey Stacey. I'm Mercedes and I'm your new big sister." Sam's heart pounded at the intimacy of her words as she kissed the tattoo, then moved her kisses from his chest to his flat belly. The abs were long gone after months without targeted exercise but his core was still firm and it took all his resistance to permit her exploration when all he wanted to do was flip her over and get inside her. Soon though, even the fascination with his torso eventually waned and she finally backed away from him and stood.

Sam sat perched on the edge of the bed watching with bated breath as she slowly unbuttoned the front of the dress before slipping it off her shoulders and letting it fall in a pool around her feet to reveal matching pink underwear. "Momma told me a girl should always have a good support system." All he could do was nod in agreement. He was still gasping in appreciation at her underwear clad body as she reached back and unhooked her sensible looking bra, releasing the fullest breasts he'd ever seen and even as that garment hit the ground she was already bending and peeling down her panties to reveal her full nakedness. It wasn't a slow sexy strip tease and he knew doing something like that would never have crossed her mind, but he had plenty of future time to teach her how to do that. Neither did she realize the underwear should have been for his slow appreciation. But this was her first time and there was so much she needed to learn. Instead he sat back and let her do it her way. This was her opening herself up to him and he wasn't going to disturb that and distract her.

When she was completely naked she stepped out of her clothes, raised her arms out to the side, causing her breasts to lift slightly and looked at him shyly before spinning in a small circle so that he could get a good look at her whole body. Oh lord that ass… She bit her lip nervously as she looked self-consciously down at herself, touching first her breasts and then her hips. "I know it's not much, all the travelling made me get thin, but I'm all woman, I promise. I'll get it back after a few weeks and-"

Thin?

He stopped her words by reaching and pulling her towards him to stand between his legs, quickly capturing her mouth with a kiss. He'd expected her to be a little self-conscious, women in his experience always were when they undressed, but whereas in his Sector they'd prized thinness as a sign of beauty, she felt it to be the opposite. And she was in no way thin in comparison to what he knew. She still had full breasts, belly, hips and thighs that actually met all the way down. She was glorious and most definitely still soft! He ran his hands slowly down her sides. "You're still beautiful and soft Mercedes. And I love you. I love you so much. You are perfect to me as you are, as you were and as you will be." This girl was making him fucking poetic!

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed closer, causing her breasts to squash against him again, this time hot skin against hot skin, and her nipples pebbled against his pectoral muscles. "I love you too. I'm yours Sam. I'm all yours."

"And I'm yours Mercedes."

It took all his strength not to be mister grabby hands. She was right here, naked and pressed against him, but this was her first time and he didn't want to scare her by pawing at her hungrily the way that he wanted to. There was no rush, he had a lifetime to get this so he could afford to take his time right now. After allowing himself one single swipe over her ass and a quick squeeze with his hands he slowly allowed them to roam up her sides until they reached uncharted territory of the curve of her breast. He skimmed them lightly before moving his hands inwards, cupping their weight while using his thumbs to slip between them and flick the nipples. His touch caused her to gasp and tilt her head back, allowing him to trail his lips from her mouth to her jaw and down onto her neck while his hands began to gently massage her breasts, taking note of the fact that her nipples hardened even more. They stayed in that embrace for a moment, enjoying the new sensation of skin on skin until Sam couldn't take it any longer and had to shift his position slightly. He'd been hard right from the start but now it was getting painful.

She clearly sensed his movement and giggled, rubbing herself against the bulge in his pants. "This feels like morning."

Sam cringed. "You knew?"

"It's not like I could miss it digging in to me every morning! Anyway, I know these things happen naturally for men."

He shook his head and met her lips again. "Nope. You caused it every time. You and your hot little body snuggling and rubbing against me while you slept. You have no idea how much self-restraint I had to show!"

"You don't have to anymore!"

"I don't plan to!"

Sam reluctantly moved his hands from caressing her breasts, only for them to find their way back to her ass. Standing, he lifted her and placed her gently on the bed before climbing over her and settling between her legs. "You have perfect breasts Mercedes, they're so soft." He ran his mouth down her neck to her shoulder, along her clavicle and down to her nipple which he flicked with his tongue a couple of times before taking it into his mouth as she released a moan of pleasure. Her breasts fascinated him. As she lay back they flattened and spread slightly like encased jelly unlike the enhanced ones of his Sector's women which stood up independently like mounds against their ribcages. And unlike the pink or pale brown nipples and areolas he was used to, these were dark, far darker than her skin, and had a deep brown color as rich as her eyes. As he lowered his mouth to them he almost imagined that they would taste like the chocolate they resembled. "These are amazing Mercedes…"

There was no chocolate taste, but he was able to trace and memorize every contour with his mouth and his tongue while her back arched in pleasure, her hands finding the back of his head and his name repeatedly whispered from her lips. He found himself having to grind into to mattress just to get some relief. He wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer and he wasn't nearly finished with Mercedes. After introducing himself thoroughly to her breasts he pulled back, smiling at her subconscious soft cry of protest.

"Don't worry baby, it's my turn to strip for you." Already naked from the waist up it took seconds for him to unzip his pants but he did it slowly, amused by the fact that she couldn't meet his eyes, first from staring at his bare chest, then from having her eyes firmly fixed on the bulge in his pants. Eager to not waste time he slipped his pants and boxers off at the same time, revealing his cock hard and ready. It was long was thick with a full head already leaking pre-cum and stood proud, ready for action. He already knew he was slightly larger than average, but he also knew that the tall men from her Sector were also apparently well-endowed so he was sure that she'd be able to handle it.

She on the other hand, didn't look quite so sure. Making his way back to the bed he lay back down next to her and kissed her gently. "Give me your hand."

Unblinking she offered her hand and he took it in his. "Do you trust me?"

She nodded and he brought their joined hands down until she was touching him gently with her fingertips. Even her briefest touch caused it to twitch in anticipation and her hand jerked back. "It's okay."

"I thought I hurt you. Does it hurt?"

"Nope. It feels good right now and when you touch it, it feels even better."

With furrowed brows she touched it again gently and he groaned pleasure from the tiny touch. "It feels… it feels hard but soft at the same time."

It was a bad idea. This touching was never going to allow him to last. Panic started to set in but rather than being nervous, Mercedes was strangely fascinated. "How come the skin is different here at the tip?" She ran her finger along the tight smooth skin on his tip and he nearly burst all over her.

"I'll explain another day." Quickly turning he scanned the floor for his shirt and leaped up to grab it before she could say anything. "I'm sorry I-"

He was so close. If he could get rid of this one he would be able to last long enough with the next to show Mercedes the good time that she deserved. She clearly sensed his panic. "Show me what you need me to do. I want to do this for you Sam. I want to make you happy."

How was he supposed to resist this beautiful angel that was kneeling on the bed, naked as the day she was born with eyes only for him? Without a word he stepped forward and she offered her hand again. Laying back down he placed it back on his length and guided it to curl around him and stroke from length to tip. They only had to do it three times before his breath caught in his throat and he started to see stars. The shirt caught everything that escaped him and when the waves subsided he wiped himself down with it and tossed it aside. He closed his eyes for a moment as he calmed back down and felt her kissing his face gently. "Did I do good?"

"You did perfectly."

After a few seconds resting and enjoying her kisses he opened his eyes and smiled. "Now it's my wife's turn." Rolling her onto her back he resumed his position between her legs but this time, he only spent a brief time on her breasts before starting at her sternum and kissing his way downwards. By the time he reached her bellybutton she was giggling. "What are you doing?"

"Kissing my wife."

"But my lips are up here!"

"Those aren't the lips I'm thinking of this time!" He heard her gasp and felt her stiffen involuntarily. "It's okay Mercedes. We're married. We're allowed."

"I know but…"

"So let me make you feel good. I love you and it's what I want to do for you, as my wife. A sort of a wedding gift. Think of it as the starter that comes before the main course." Before she could reply he grabbed her thighs and parted them, causing her unique scent to reach his nose.

She was beautiful. Unlike the shaved girls he was used to she was completely natural. He had his own pubic hair so there was no reason why she shouldn't have hers too. Besides, using his fingers to part her lips and see the deliciously pink insides, all it did was add to the delicious contrast of her inner and outer folds. Raising her knees and spreading her legs further he gave her no choice and his mouth went straight for the little bundle of nerves that seemed to be taunting him, her mild creamy taste sending him into sensory overload.

Mercedes immediately bucked and cried out and he grabbed her thighs to calm her and keep her still and in position. "It's okay Mercy. Let yourself go and enjoy it!"

Her hands found his hair as he made his way down towards her hole, teasing around the edge before dipping his tongue inside and teasing her again. Her hips and thighs were strong as she bucked against him but luckily he was stronger, her thick thighs unable to completely block him from hearing the involuntary sounds of pleasure that were escaped her lips.

When she came it caught them both by surprise, Sam because he wasn't expecting it so quickly, clearly too busy working his mouth to notice the buildup while she, having never experienced anything like it before, quivered uncontrollably for a couple of seconds while Sam collected her essence straight into his waiting mouth. Rather than scream or curse she made a soft mewling noise that made him feel proud of being the one to make her totally lose control.

Licking every drop of her from his lips he moved back up her body to lock mouths with her again as she calmed down. "You okay babe?"

"Mmmmhmmm…" She still wasn't quite with it but he was already hard as a rock again, turned on by his attentions to her and the sounds that she made in response. Pressing close to her again he ran his hands over her body, stealing more feels of her breasts and ass before slipping a hand between them and sliding it down until it reached and parted her nether lips. As his tongue explored her mouth, his fingers explored the areas his tongue had been, first flicking and rubbing the already engorged clit before making their way to the jackpot.

Sam thought it would be easy to slip a finger inside. It wasn't. That she would be tight was to be expected, but this was something else. "Baby, you need to relax and let go like you did just now." He nibbled at the sensitive spot behind her ear and felt her loosen up as she was overcome. Lubrication wasn't an issue, it was more her first time nerves and once he got his finger in he worried he wouldn't be able to get it back out again.

"Am I hurting you?"

"No. Feels… good…" She relaxed even more and he strummed her clit with his thumb before raising himself up into a near kneeling position to allow him a better angle over her and working in another finger as he kissed her mouth again.

"Good?" She didn't reply but the arching of her body and the fact that she was starting to ride his hand was answer enough. Lowering his face he captured one of her breasts in his mouth again and she gripped his head. He could feel her tightening and constricting around his fingers and knew she was responding. Just as he tried to add a third finger to stretch her out, she stopped him.

"No Sam."

"Huh?" He stopped his movements and shot her a confused look but she was quick to reassure him.

"Don't stop. I just…" she sighed as he resumed his finger movements "I just need to feel…" A shudder of ecstasy ran through her body as he hit that magic spot inside her, the second hidden bundle of nerves and he had to slow his movements to let her pause for breath to finish what she wanted to say. "I know it might hurt, but I need to feel the moment you make me into a woman. I want to do this properly."

Sam understood. It was one of her quirks, and although he'd been trying to save her the discomfort, for her it was all part of the traditional experience and he wouldn't deny her. Forgetting the third finger, he worked the two he was already using back against that magic spongy spot, causing her head to tilt and her eyes to roll back before quickly removing them and lining himself up, swiping his head against her gently to lubricate himself with some of her sticky juices before slowly pushing his way inside. As he did so, he kissed her lips again, swallowing the gasp that came as he powered through the small wall of resistance he met when he was part way in until he was totally sheathed and squeezed to within an inch of ecstasy himself without even having moved yet.

When he was fully inside her he paused, feeling her muscles spasming and fluttering around his length and trying not to groan. He broke the kiss and looked down at Mercedes. Her eyes were closed and she was frowning. He was big, he knew it and she was still adjusting. "You okay?"

She opened her big tear filled eyes and smiled up at him. "I'm a woman now!"

"You were already a woman. This was just a technicality!" He smiled back and she reached up to touch his face tenderly before bringing it down for a kiss.

"I love you Sam." Sliding her hands down his back she rested them on his ass, pushing him gently, indicating for him to move and he did.

"I love you too Mercedes." He moved slowly as she widened her legs to accommodate him and adjusted herself to a more comfortable position. It was hard but he kept it slow. There's nothing wrong with a slow grind and I can keep one going for ages…

Sam made slow and gentle love to her, grinding and rocking with his hips for maximum friction without thrusting too hard or going too deep. She matched his movements and moaned with each forward press that he made, the tone getting higher and higher as she neared her climax. He knew that it was supposed to be rare for a woman to orgasm on her first time, but he wasn't going to stop until he achieved it. He used his experience to do everything in his power to make her feel good and it was working. Grazing his teeth on her left nipple, while flicking the right with one hand and rubbing circles on her clit with the other made her scream out as her walls contracted around him, milking every last drop out of him. He didn't fare much better with his elongated battle cry as he came deep inside her.

Sam had planned to give Mercedes a night she'd never forget but the reality was that the combination of the intense lovemaking and being comfortable on a soft bed for the first time in months meant they both fell into a deep sleep.

Dinner was forgotten that night as they lay in each other's arms, exhausted, satiated and simply happy to have ended their journey together.

Hope this doesn't disappoint. It was written for a novel rather than smutty smutty fanfiction! Lol!