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    Nobis Pacem Chapter 1

    Maybe it was because I’d waited so long for this. Or because this was far hotter sex than I’d expected. For whatever reason, I knew I was cumming soon. And she hadn’t even touched my breasts or cunt, yet, which were normally areas that needed some TLC before I got to anywhere near the point I was in now. With every other lover I’d ever had, of course.

    I wasn’t sure whether she was close; it felt like she was just getting started, but I was already there. Can’t be helped, I needed to speed it up for her, or else –

    I slipped my right knee between her legs and used my grasp of both her cheeks as leverage to flip her over and change positions.

    “Baby?” she asked in surprise.

    “Do you want to come together? I have a feeling our first time would be worthy of the name only if we came together,” I groaned, as I started a wet, hot trail down her neck and across the lovely, intoxicating, golden expanse of her long, sexy torso. I am going to have the time of my life exploring this amazing body, I thought. But later, not now.

    She didn’t answer, and instead, spread her legs automatically as I quickly suckled on her navel, and then continued heading southward. She tunneled her fingers through my hair as my tongue arrived at her mound. I finally slowed down, and started to kiss around it, exploring its smoothness and softness with my lips, and then laying wet, hot kisses all over it until it gleamed with wetness. She released her hold on my hair and, above me she writhed desperately from side to side while massaging her breasts. The mewling sounds she was making told me that she had fully ignited now. I knew already that I would love her taste; but the wet smell of her was more intoxicating than I imagined.

    It pushed me even closer to my edge.

    So I slid my tongue as deep inside her as I could with that first thrust. And then gave her my version of the French kiss that she had used to devour me with earlier. I lay my lips over her thickening lips, sucking on the tender flesh, and then thrusting my tongue into her warm, wet, and tight channel. Oh, my g—, Chris! You taste sooooo good.

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      • Here in spirit. But this is about a few special L words that play out in a couple’s life in another part of town. In the fringes of the world of the series I’ve been writing; but different. Hope you like it.

    1. Will try this again. Left a message about 4:00 this morning and something happened, it’s not posted. My message was to thank you for posting such a beautiful love story. And that I hope this story will be continued we would like to know what happens to Aerin in the future. Thanks for sharing.

    2. Dainty, Hellbent, and new friends: thanks for the comments. Honestly: was tough to pull this together, but it was worth it. Am v glad you liked it. Ok. I hear you. It may take a while for an update on her story, but it will be coming.

      • Well this was a pleasant surprise. I am always seeking an episode from your creativity. So much, I had to buy a smaller electronic device so that I might read your input on the go. Now, for me buying another electronic anything is saying a lot. I am one of the “dial phone” “get up and change the channel” “do not Text me and expect an answer” old school DIE HARD. But, your writing genius persuaded me to become a mobile reader at my neighborhood “coffee house.” Please continue to write

    3. Beautiful story. I could feel Aerin’s struggle. I would love to read about the 18 months in between their first time and Chris’ final moments. I sure it would be moving.

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