We made love, and I watched her, and I could almost climax just from that. The startled whimpers and moans, the shudders that rippled through her body, the abrupt flush that covered her torso, the voluptuous sighs of satisfaction told me clearly how new and unexpected these feelings were to her.
I used my mouth and fingers, taking my cues from her, taking her higher and higher, and before she realized it she was flying, and I was there to catch her when she came down.
We showered, taking care not to get our hair wet, and made love in the tiny shower. She pushed me against the damp tile of the wall and kissed her way down my body, then dropped to her knees and parted the curls that shielded my femininity, and licked and nuzzled and tormented that nub until I shattered into a million piece
