Desire

Born Again

Desirée's POV

I sat there unsure of what to do. I never thought this would be the outcome of my actions. He wants me and I want him but I haven't been with a man just because in so long. Honestly, I'm scared. I don't know what to do or expect. I've never not been in control of the situation. My thoughts trail off as he kisses my neck and shoulders. His soft lips feel great on my skin but I'm too nervous to enjoy it. I want him but I don't know how to please him. His left hand rests, cupping my breast and massaging my tender nipple. I gasp at his touch and he smiles against my hot skin.

"Relax, mama. Let me take care of you." His right hand finds its place between my legs rubbing my clit gently. My head falls gently on his shoulder as I begin to melt. I sit there in ecstasy wrapped in his arms as his fingers explore. He moves his hands to rest on my stomach and whispers softly.
"I want you, Desirée and I do mean you." I sit up turning in his lap so I can see his face. His hazel eyes glowing as he looks back at me. "I mean it. I want to make love to you."

"I don't know how to make love. I've only ever had sex." I can't help but look down as I realize all the sex in my life was meaningless. It was either an act of rebellion or a way to get paid never for my own enjoyment.

"Can I teach you?" I nod and he smiles. His eyes linger on my lips and my do the same to his. Next thing I knew we were kissing but it wasn't a sloppy cocaine kiss. It was timid like a secret kiss stolen on the porch as you said goodbye after your first date. We rested our foreheads against each other and smiled. "Let's go upstairs."

Walking hand in hand, we make our way to his bedroom. I crawl into his bed and flop on my back taking in the scent of his sheets as the aroma swirls around me.

"I always did like this room." He smiles at me and takes off his boots and jacket. He crawls up to me and I nervously sit at attention.

"Relax," he says kissing me gently. "You don't need to worry about or do anything." His lips trail down to my neck and I have the urge to take off my shirt. I slowly pull it off and his lips find there place at the center of my chest. I settle into the pillows as his lips trail down leaving wet kisses on each of my breasts. He kisses down my stomach and along the inside of each of my thighs. He kisses my center through my panties and I gasp. He pulls them down and tosses them across the room then settles his face between my legs. He licks my bud and I finally let out a soft moan. He explores it with his tongue making me squirm but his strong hands hold my hips in place. He begins to suck on my clit sending chills up my spine. I grip the sheets in pleasure as he devours me allowing moans to escape my mouth freely. His fingers tease my entrance and I quickly find myself in a world of pleasure as he fingers me. His long slender fingers work every inch of me and I'm loving every minute of it.

"P-Prince?" He looks up at me with soft eyes. "I-I'm ready."

We both sit up and I watch as he takes off his shirt. His pants are next but I'm too busy looking into his eyes to play my usual games. He kisses me once he's done and we fall back in bed together. I look up at him with the same eyes I had my very first time because honestly it was my first time. My first real time anyway. I prepared my body as he put on a condom and aligned himself but something different happened when he entered. It actually felt good. There was no rush, no eagerness, no force. It was natural. He let out a moan as we adjusted to each other and he slowly began to thrust. I let my eyes close and my mouth open as his hips rolled to meet mine. He kissed me again but this one was different. It was real, it was passionate, it was loving. I moaned into his mouth as he hit my weak spot. He smiled into my lips and our eyes locked again.

"How does that feel?"

"So good. Please, don't stop." I moan again as he hits it.

"Mmm right there?" He says repeating his thrust.

"Yea. Right there baby." He hits it again and again and again leaving me speechless. Lying there a mess of nerves and moans. I've never felt this way before. My eyes close in embarrassment, as I feel myself getting ready to climax.

"It's okay. Open your eyes, Desirée." I open them slowly and the pressure builds in my stomach and my body begins to shake.

"Prince... I..." he nods in understanding.

"Let it go." I do as he said and allow myself to orgasm. His follows soon after and he takes his place beside me. I curl up close to him and he holds me, rubbing my back. We lay there for what felt like forever. No talking, just breathing. Is this what sex is supposed to be? I let out a single tear and listen as his heart beat begins to settle. "Are you okay?" I sit up and smile down at him.

"Before today sex was a game that I played. It was alway for revenge or an act of rebellion or a a job. It was always about someone else. I was always an after thought until today."

"Then you were a virgin before today."