A Honeymoon

She laid her head comfortably against his
heart, smiling when she realised that they
could stay like this until the end of two weeks.
A soft heat rose between them, but Trina was
not ready, and they were content to lie against
each other.
They gained a new sense of intimacy, but it
was not complete,they had been doing that for
three days and Trina had no idea how to tell
him, that she did want him.

When Chris arrived with a trinket for her. He
found her nowhere near poolside.
He wasn't worried and knew Catrina may be at
their room. He hurried over there, and saw
her lying on her side facing away from him.
Chris
sneaked in and took of his shoes.
Then eased next to his sleeping bride. His
arms
wrapped around her and he realised she
was-was-was naked.
He swallowed hard.

She smiled wickedly, he prodded her behind
with his erection even though he was still
wearing his shorts. Making a show of it, Trina
turned and sighed as if shifting in her sleep.
Chris held her tightly and kissed sweetly her
forehead. Her head tilted up and he took the
bait pressing his lips against hers.
"Chris," Trina whispered in a husky voice,"I'm
ready." Her eyelids drew up.
He broke the kiss and looked down upon her.
There eyes connected. I love you.
Chris I love you so much, with all my heart and
soul.
Trina, Oh God I want you so badly.
I want you, too. Her face betrayed her slight
nervousness.
Slowly his head dipped and his gentle lips,
touched hers, pressing soft butterfly kisses,
he teased a response out of her. Chris moved
them without her knowledge until she was on
him.

"Trina, you will be my first and last."
"What?" Her eyes widened.
"I-" Chris colored slightly, and Trina knew it
was the truth.
"You're a virgin, too?" A 27 year-old man a
virgin?
"Yes." Chris looked into her eyes. "I could
never get more than half aroused with any
woman. Then you moved in next door, we
became friends and all I could think about,
dream about was you."
"When I saw you first I fantacized about us, but
I made myself stop."
Chris went on. "I woke up wanting you for the
first time in my life fully aroused not even
touching you."
"You can touch me now." Trina whispered.
They moved closer together until their lips
met. Quietly she heard him reverently say her
name. And she thought to herself. "Thank you
God for bringing me to him."
Chris intertwined his fingers with hers. Trina
leaned down pressed her lips slowly against
his. Chris felt her shyly part her lips.
She felt his tongue slide over her teeth into
her mouth, she felt him sweep his tongue over
hers and playfully tease it into mobility.
Trina moaned slightly and her pressed his
lips more closer against her to drink at the
small innocent sound. Chris felt his erection
press against her stomach. She disentangled
one hand and touched it through the fabric of
his khaki shorts. He slightly shook in reaction.
Trina backed away thinking she had done
something wrong.
"Trina, that was wonderful."
"You were shaking, why?" Trina asked
curious.
"It was just a reaction. I liked it very much."
Her face heated up.
Chris had to smile at the hesitant expression
on Trina's face.
Trina shivered.
Chris caught her movement and got up, totally
disrobing. He took his clothes off in haste.
Trina sat up on the bed watching. The hotel
sheet transparent enough in the light to show
him her breasts.
From the stand Chris took a rose from the
vase.
"Close your eyes and lie back."
She let go of her stranglehold on the sheet, lay
back and closed her eyes.
Chris looked over her and felt his heart beat
faster. His eyes took in how she looked.
Her features seemed so innocent. He drew
the sheets down and saw her slightly shiver.
Trina felt his gaze touch every bit of her body.
She seemed so achingly lovely to him, but he
did not touch her. Slowly he lifted the rose and
let its velvet petals slowly carress her cheek.
Trina smiled, tenderly and he felt his heart
swell. Chris lifted the rose then set it down
upon the bridge of her cute little nose making
it take a path down her nose. He let it touch
across her lips. It moved down over her chin
and down the collumn of her neck.
Trina wanted so badly to cross her arms over
her chest.
Chris could not stand it anymore he set the
rose on a nightstand. "Open your eyes." He
whispered to her. To him she looked slightly
like sleeping beauty waking after a long
slumber.
Trina saw that he was at her side leaning over
her to see her reaction.
She lifted her upper body up so from chest to
waist they touched at every point. It felt
strange to for the first time to feel her bare
breasts press against Chris's bare chest.
They felt each other's heart beat faster. They
smiled joyously, and their lips met in quiet
laughter.
Trina playfully nipped gently as Chris's lower
lip. In surprise he opened his eyes and he
mimicked her gesture but instead of gently
nibbleling at her lip, Chris lightly bit at her
neck before kissing the now sensative spot.
Sweetly she ran her hand the silky spikes of
his hair, that were already in fashionable
disarray. Trina looked down and saw his eyes
which seemed to drink in the site of her.
Her skin seemed to grow slightly tingly,
sensative.
"Chris, I feel, strange." She had never felt like
this before.
Chris moved up and gently pressed his kiss
letting her feel the way he felt about her. He
poured the protectiveness, love, tenderless,
and heartfelt devotion.
Trina relax but the feel of his flesh on hers
made her restless. She feel distinctly the hard
press of his chest against her own and felt her
breasts became sensative the very brush of
his skin almost made her make a sound had
she not bitten her lip.
Chris felt them swell against his chest and the
tips had gotten like pebbles.
What was this feeling that made her want to
cry out? A moan broke through her lips as his
chest pressed harder against her.
That sound, it made him want to bury himself
in her. To stay in this bed for a lifetime and
never wakeup. Chris drew her onto the bed
and let his gaze roam over her body.
Selfconsciousness hit her hard. Love flowed
between them and the fear left, Chris was her
missing half, the one to be the father of her
children, her lover.
"Christian, make love to me."
"Only if you return the favor."
They laughed intimately at their own
corniness.
Trina looked over Chris's face, their eyes
meeting his royal blue with her brown ones.
The laughter died down and something
seemed to cast a spell over them.
Their lips met in a compulsion made them
seem like one being. Their lips parted with
single minded intent their tongues exploring
the others taste. Christian's hands which had
restlessly moved wandered over her sides,
cupping her breasts within his palms.
"Ohhhhhhh." Her eyes which had closed in
lanquid pleasure, open in a fevered passion.
Chris broke the kiss slowly neither of them
wanting to break the contact.
Some primal urge seemed to control him and
made him swoop down and take the tip of her
right breast into his mouth. Her skin tasted so
sweet, like powdered sugar, Chris drew it
deeper into his
mouth.
Unbearable, it was a tsunami, threatening to
drown her. She could not breath it was
sweeping her away fast. It was like running
toward a cliff, feeling tension mounting.
He sucked and licked at the tip like a starving
man and it was a five course meal.
Too fast, she could not catch her breath,
gasping. She was unable to see. Then the
earth began to shake and Trina shattered after
only minutes. "Christian!" She screamed.
His head snapped up at the scream, her
mouth in an O. Chris felt her shake beneath
him and watched as her face as she shivered.
Her heart finally slowed after long moments.
With a surprised look on both their faces they
looked at each other.
"Chris, what happened?" Trina asked with a
shaky voice, almost realing from the pleasure
that still throbbed through her veins.
"You just had an orgasm?" He said
incredulously still shocked at her response to
him.
"I think so. You know what Chris that was a
whole lot better than the books described it."
They both laughed, but Chris stopped as soon
as he felt her tremble slightly with an
aftershock.
He took her giggles with his mouth wanted to
take that sound into his heart, but all he did
was build a heat within them.
Wanting him, loving him, kissing him was all
Trina wanted, to bring Christian the same
pleasure he gave her.
Her legs spread and intinctively wrapped them
around his waist.
"I want to be inside you."
"I want you inside me." They had both said the
words simultaneously, ready to share with
each other their bodies.
Trina let her legs drop so they were drawn up
on the side of his hips. Against her mound
she was able to feel him pressing against
her.
Christian moved until the head of him pressed
against the folds of her center. The warm
wetness he felt there gave voice to how
aroused he made her. A proud smile took
hold of his features at the thought.
Trina felt him press foward and gasped at the
acute feeling of feeling the blunt tip of him
enter her. It was a strange sensation of feeling
him inside her, it felt right, good, as if he
were a missing part of herself.
Chris moaned at the new feeling of being
within a woman for the first time. Their eyes
met hers awed, glazed, and excited, his
darkened until the color was that of the
midnight sky. He pressed deeper inside.
"Ah-ah-ah." Trina's whimpers were echoed in
the room. He came deeper, deeper, the
friction of him making her writh against him.
He pushed himself totally inside her.
"Ahhhhh!" A cry broke from her lip at the pain of
feeling him break through her hymen.
He stopped and tried to withdraw from her.
Tender kisses were pressed against her face,
as he whispered apologies.
"It's all right, you are inside me." Her loving
voice said so innocently.
Slowly he pressed fully inside her once more,
and she smiled.
"Ohhh." It was as if Trina were discovering
something new.
He withdrew and she was about to protest
when he filled her once more, the dragging of
him inside her making her want him to move
faster.
"More." She whispered tilting her hips for a
new feel.
Chris cupped his hands over her bottom and
lifted her as he moved into her. He groaned
and felt something primal take over him.
She did not know what happened but it
seemed to take over her. It was wild, fast,
furious. Faster and faster he thrust and
withdrew each felt a spiral of tension
beginning.
Something was happening and he did not
know what, his body compelled him to move
faster. There skin grew sleek with sweep,
damp strands of hair plastered onto their
foreheads.
They moaned, groaned, Trina actually
whimpered, gasped, and cried.
Christian felt the spiral seem to curl so tightly
it would break. A strange sensation built up in
his balls and he felt for the first time in his
life sperm shoot out in pulses.
"Trina!" He yelled and he heard her answer by
screaming his name once again. Their eyes
had
locked together being able to read everything,
the esctasy was all consuming and they clung
tightly to each other. They convulsed and
shook for a long time until finally it slowed until
only tremors shook them slightly.
"Oh, Chris, I felt..." Trina was unable to go on.
"Wonderful..." Intimate smiles were shared,
and unable to even lift their heads, they fell
asleep. Exhausted and complete in each
others arms.

The End