Page 30 of Dangerous Kiss
Cosimo stroked her face. “How are you?”
Biba chuckled a little shakily. “Terrified, actually.” Cosimo bent his head down to kiss her mouth. So sweet…
“Me, too. We can take things slowly, baby. Shall we order some food and get relaxed?”
She nodded and, taking her hand, he led her to the couch, handing her a menu. She looked through it, but he could see she was beginning to panic. “Hey, Biba, we don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. We can just chill out and talk. I just want to spend time with you.”
It was her turn to kiss him, shaking her head. “I want this so badly. I’m trying to just keep calm, but God, I want you so much. Gosh,” she laughed, “you wouldn’t believe the confusion in my head right now.”
“I love you.” Cosimo hadn’t known he would say it until right then, and the change in the room was immediate. “I’m so in love with you, Biba May. You have brought me back to life, and I want to spend every waking moment with you—and every un-waking moment. And if you’re never ready to make love, it’s okay. I just want to be with you…”
He didn’t get to finish his declaration because Biba threw herself into his arms, kissing him, her cheeks damp with tears. “I love you, too! God, so,somuch, Cosimo. I think I have loved you from the first moment we saw each other. I want you so badly, in every way.”
She pressed her body against his, and he felt her breasts against his hard chest, her belly against his, her legs wrapping around his waist as he lifted her into his arms. “Touch me,” she said, “touch me everywhere and anywhere…Cosimo…Cosimo…”
He carried her into the bedroom and laid her gently down on the bed. “Biba, if at any time you want to stop, just say stop.”
In answer, Biba sat up and impatiently pulled the dress over her head. “I don’t want anything to stop,” she said, and Cosimo laughed.
“You got it, baby.”
She reached for his fly, unzipping his jeans. He stopped her. “Uh-uh. To start, this is all about you. Lay back for me, gorgeous. Let me see that spectacular body of yours.”
Biba did as he asked her, stretching her lithe body, the dim candlelight making her dark skin glow like gold. Cosimo shook his head. “You are perfect. Utterly perfect.”
He tugged his sweater over his head but left his jeans on as he lay next to her on his side. He smoothed his palm over her curves, leaving his hand splayed on her belly. “Biba… you are intoxicating.” He could feel her belly quivering with nerves and desire.
Her large brown eyes seemed even bigger. He smiled down at her. “Now, I’m going to kiss you on every inch of this perfect body, starting with your cherry red lips…” He pressed his against hers and kissed her thoroughly, his tongue caressing hers as his hand stroked her belly. He moved down to her throat, then her breasts. Freeing one from its lacy cup, he took the nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue around it, and sucking deeply until her heard her moan. His hand slipped into her panties, and as she gasped, he began to stroke her gently, his fingers making her clit harden and pulse.
“Cosimo…” Her whisper was one of desire rather than fear now, and he felt her sex become wet for him. He took her other nipple into his mouth, making it as rock hard as the first and continued to stroke her, increasing the pressure until he heard her gasp, give a little cry and tense. Her cunt was soaking now, but Cosimo took his time, moving down her body, kissing her belly, rimming her deep navel with his tongue, feeling her writhe beneath him. He slid his forefinger deep into her cunt, curving it up to find the G-spot, as his lips trailed down her belly.
He drew her panties down her legs gently and pushed her legs apart. He looked up at her. She was gazing at him, breathless. “Don’t be scared, my darling.”
Cosimo kissed the soft flesh of her inner thighs, slowly, tantalizingly, before taking her clit into his mouth. Biba was panting for air as she tensed and came again and again as he pleasured her. “God…yes…yes…please don’t stop, don’t ever stop…”
Cosimo trailed his lips up her body to take her mouth again. “Biba…”
“I want you inside me,” she whispered, her face damp with dewy sweat, “Please, Cosimo. Don’t wait.”
Cosimo smiled and quickly took his jeans and underwear off. He sat back on his haunches as he rolled a condom down his huge, throbbing cock. He hitched her legs around his waist.
He’d made her so wet that sliding gently into her was easy, and he was gratified that she smiled up at him. “We fit together,” she said, marveling at how well their bodies moved as one. Cosimo was glad that she seemed to be lost in their lovemaking, but not scared or distressed—rather, she clung to him out of animal desire only.
“I love you, I love you,” she said, and her back arched up, and she cried out in ecstasy. Cosimo gathered her to him as he too peaked, groaning and calling out her name.
They collapsed together, panting and damp with sweat, kissing. Cosimo brushed her damp hair away from her forehead. “Are you okay?”
“More than okay, Cosimo, more than okay. Thank you,thank you…” She kissed him, her lips fierce against his. Cosimo cradled her in his arms.
“Thank you for trusting me to do this with you.” He stroked her body. “How do you feel? Really?”
“My body feels kind of like jelly,” Biba laughed, “like all my limbs are liquified…it’s a lovely feeling.”
Cosimo grinned. “I feel it, too. Listen, excuse me for a moment. I have to go deal with…” He nodded down to his still half-erect cock. “They take all the romance out of lovemaking, these condoms.” He kissed her and slid off the bed to go deal with the condom.
“Nothing could ruin the romance of this for me,” he heard her say and then laugh.
“What?” He went back into the bedroom and saw her grinning at him.
