Making Love

Fahmeen's POV:

I'm in his car, and I feel him often checking me as he drives. He's fidgeting, tapping the wheel and whistling at red lights.
"Are you nervous?" I ask him as I'm still in the dark as to where we're going.
"Am I nervous? Are you?"

I almost laughed watching his clear nervous behaviour but I stopped myself.
"I'm not anymore. I'm excited actually." I admit. The sky is cooling off and sunset is near. Rolf drives us out of the city and I finally know where we're going.
"We're going to the beach?!"

I'm smiling, sitting up in my seat anticipating the sight of sand and sea.
"Yes." He chuckles, amused at my enthusiasm and I notice he settles. I guess he was worried whether I'd like his idea or not. I'm scared of the ocean but I friggin love water.

He parks in the car park, not many people are out here. The sun has started to set and he turns off the car.
We don't say anything, taking in the wonderful view of the ocean. I can hear the waves through the windows and I'm struggling to contain the giddiness.
"Come on let's go!" I open the door and he follows suit, checking he has his wallet and that his keys are put away. Rolf grabs my hand and we stroll down the beach. There's a slight chill to the wind, being February and all but I don't mind. It gives me the chills which I love.

"Let's get some ice cream."
I'm more than happy to oblige and we walk up to this stall selling a variety of flavoured gelato. My eyes freeze on the chocolate kind with chunks of brownie and strawberries running through it.
"Oh my God, that one please." My eyes don't budge and I hear Rolf laugh beside me.
"And the banana carmel please."

"It's caramel." I cock my head, challenging him. As we wait for the server to dish our dessert, Rolf snakes his hands around my waist and I'm looking at him.
"Is that so?"
I just nod, enjoying the view of him illuminated by the colourful sky above us.
"Alright Ms. Caramel. Let's go." He takes our ice creams and we spot a isolated area near a rock pile. I don't mind the sand on my clothes and neither does he. In silence we eat and watch the sunset.

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Happy

Anticipating

"Are we going back to yours now?" I'm eager to be there again, in private just the two of us. Eager to see where we'll end up.
He turns to look at me and I was not prepared for the darkness in his eyes. It's sexy and alluring, especially as the beach around us is lit up hanging lanterns.

"Yes. I hope you're ready."

He's no longer nervous but self assured as he leads me back to the car. The lack of words only mean we're communicating by other means. He's touching me a lot more now. Before we get in he's trapped my body with his against his car. I'm waiting to see what he'd do and I hold my breath. He leans into my neck, not allowing his lips to touch me but instead he smells my hair.
"You smell delicious."
It's low and predatory, much like his eyes as they regard me. I open the door with my hand behind my back and he pulls away, quick steps to his side.

He's driving a little faster. I hear his deep, controlled breathing and it soothes me. Everything about him soothes me when he's besides me. This time as his hand goes on my thigh, his finger strokes the inside. He softly goes higher and higher till he can feel my underwear. He exhales harshly and snatches his hand back and holds the steering wheel.
"Lace?"
"Yes." I came prepared.
"Is it black?" He manages to say.

"Yes."

Very prepared

Fahmeen's POV:

We're back in his apartment. He's wordlessly leading me into his bedroom. I watch his clothes fall off of him, as I follow. I pass by his white t shirt and I'm outside of his room. He's already inside and he opens the blinds.
"I want to see you properly." He says and all I can do is watch as he begins to unbuckle his belt. It changes something in me, a surge of desire at the thought of Rolf undressing for me. The belt hits the floor and he pulls down his jeans. He steps out of them and takes a few steps forward.

I see him outstretch his hand towards me and I step inside his room for the first time. I don't care to see it's interior right now, the darkness making me focus only on the man inside of it. The bed is another huge focus, it's super king size and close to both our bodies as we stand at the foot of it.

"What do you want to do now?" He whispers, he doesn't let me look away from his eyes. The moon shines bright behind him, his skin bright and body strong.
"I want to be naked." I admit softly and he keeps his hands to his side as I begin to undress. I pull off my sweater, letting it fall to the floor. My dress comes next and his eyes zero in on my chest. Once that's off I'm just in my bra and underwear. I see the whites of his eyes widen in the dark. I know I have a heavy pair.
I hear him gulp and his fists are clenched, nails digging into his palm.
As I let one of my bra straps fall I notice his erection. It's gaining in size and I let the other fall. My breasts are beginning to feel heavy and nipples are hardening just from his steel gaze.

"I'm taking it off."

He's quick to move to my back strap and it's gone very quiet. I hear the elastic release its grip and my bra falls too.
He audibly moans and grabs himself through his boxers. I can feel the heat of his stare on my nipples and they are really hard. His tongue comes out, wetting his lips.
"Lie on my bed."

I swallow away my sudden nerves and obey. He's quick to follow me and we both are breathing heavier by the minute.

"Will you let me devour you?" His voice is rough and strained. I nod my acceptance and immediately his mouth comes onto mine.

"Mmm." I moan into him and he's still touching himself. He's so much stronger against me, I hear the squeak of his mattress as he pushes more into me. His mouth is surely devouring mine and we breath through our noses, desperate to not come apart. His hands are fondling everywhere they can of me. Mainly my breasts. He can't keep away from them. His fingers flicking my nipples and I have to squeeze my thighs as he persists on doing that.

He pulls away and we're panting. After kicking off his boxers, I can feel his long, hard cock against my stomach. I'm pulling him closer by his ass and his wet kisses travel down to my nipples. After licking and noisily sucking on them I can feel my wetness. I'm desperate to feel his hardness against me. To wet his cock.
"I planned to taste your pussy but I can't wait."

He positions himself and waits for me,
"Don't worry about hurting me, I'd prefer you get that over with."
He slowly nods and takes out a condom from his bedside cabinet, putting it on. He kisses me long and deep as he pushes inside.

It's hard for him to go so slow.
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The pain wasn't as bad as I've read about. I'm biting my lip, trying to focus on him instead. It's so odd to feel him inside of me.
"Are you okay?" He's watching my face, allowing some of his cock to continue its aching rhythm.
"Yes."
I hold his face and kiss him. He moans and I feel him quicken. I gasp as I can feel tingles of pleasure now.
"Oh. This feels good Rolf." I place my hands on his shoulders.
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The rhythm stays like this and we're enjoying it together. I think it's been a few minutes and sometimes we can't stop kissing each other. That usually makes him quicken and then he slows down, not wanting to hurry the end.

He takes one of my breasts in his hand and I love how he massages them. I'm developing quite the obsession of having him there.
He grunts and raises himself a little higher. And because of his increased pace I can now hear our skin moving against each other. It's incredibly erotic just to hear our movements and the bed moving beneath us.

My moans are out loud and I can't contain them. The building pleasure is too much. He's gone deeper still and I'm gripping around his cock just to feel him there. He shudders when I do that.
"I want you to come for me." He says, reaching between us and rubbing my clit. My mouth is open in ecstasy, lost to his hands once again.
"That's it." I hear him close to my ear and I'm grinding against his hand and cock.

"Oh fuck." He moans, watching me finally orgasm. This felt like an out of body experience.
He goes faster and even deeper,
"All in." He grunts, struggling to speak above his panting. I wrap my hands around his neck as we make out.

I can feel him throbbing and I know he's close. His face goes into my neck and he is moving us hard against the bed. One final thrust and he comes inside of me.