Part 15
Howie led Sarah into the bedroom where there were lit candles everywhere and rose petals scattered over the bed. Sarah smiled wondering how in the world he'd been able to do this since they hadn't left each other's side all night. As if by magic, Howie said, "My sisters are hopeless romantics. They did this for me before they left."
Howie had a firm grasp on Sarah's arm and he pulled her to him. His fingers traveled up to the base of her neck, into her hair, and he held her face in his hands. He looked into her eyes with such love and tenderness that Sarah forgot all her fears about not being experienced. He moved in close so that she felt his hips against hers. He put his arms around her and pressed her to him. She felt the rock hard bulge in his pants as he whispered, "I can't get you out of my thoughts. You're there every second of every day."
Sarah closed her eyes enjoying the feel of his touch on her neck and his breath.
"Look at me," he whispered and Sarah obeyed. "I want you to see me when I kiss you." His lips parted slightly as they moved towards hers. They were warm and moist and then his tongue was in her mouth and it was heaven. Sarah's heart was racing and Howie wouldn't let her go. When he finally did, he said, "I want to make love to you, slow and easy, learn every inch of your body."
Howie reached around her to unzip her dress. He slid his hands over her shoulders to move the dress off and it fell to her ankles exposing her breasts. His fingers found her nipples which were already hard. "Oh, you are so sexy. You were such a tease earlier." His hands were sliding down toward the waistband of her panties and he skillfully slid them off of her.
It was Sarah's turn now to undress Howie. She moved him to the bed and had him kneel on it. She tugged at the hem of his shirt as she began to kiss his neck. Once free, she began to unbutton it from the top down, placing kisses along his chest as each button revealed his muscular chest. She leaned in to his ear and whispered, "I want to feel your hard cock pressing into me and filling me." With her soft lips, Sarah tickled his earlobes making it difficult for Howie to concentrate. She slid her hands across his chest to his shoulders removing his shirt and letting it fall onto the bed.
Sarah started to undo his pants but Howie stopped her and had her lay down in the middle of his huge king size bed. He knelt between her legs but remained there just looking at her. She felt his hands on her knees spreading her legs apart. She looked down as he put his middle finger into his mouth and then into her pussy. It brushed up the length of her clit and the was back in his mouth. Then his tongue was in her. His hands were pushing back the hair and he was exploring every inch of her. He lapped at her clit and then she felt his finger at the opening of her vagina, teasing her while his tongue continued to play lightly. He was driving her crazy and he knew it. He stopped abruptly and Sarah wanted to shout. He moved up and lay next to her, his pants still on.
Howie whispered, "I want to watch you come. I want to see your face," while he fingered her. Then he slid his finger all the way into her and she moaned. Sarah moved her hips so they would go deeper into her and she grabbed his pants. She reached in and held his cock in her hand, massaging the tip with her thumb. It was wet.
"You want me?" purred Sarah.
"Yes."
Howie squirmed out of his pants and before she knew it, he was on top of her, the muscles of his arms contracting as he held his weight off of her slightly. She held on to his triceps as she felt the pressure of his dick against her and then inside her. He groaned, "You are so tight and wet." She grabbed the cheeks of his ass and pushed him into her.
It was a long, slow love making. Howie paced himself and he never took his eyes off Sarah's face. She felt his cock slide in and then he moved his hips from side to side, like he did on the dance floor. She felt the pulsing of her pussy building slowly and then the contractions started. "You're going to make me come," she moaned.
"Come for me, angel. I want to see you come." He pumped harder as the shock waves rushed over her. She was moaning and breathing hard. She could feel every inch of him as he came inside her.
They stayed there, their arms wrapped around each other, Howie nuzzling her neck letting his beard tickle her and Sarah content in the knowledge that Howie didn't find her inexperienced. She loved everything about tonight; the way he held her, the way he had locked his gaze on hers, the way he had made love to her so slowly letting her enjoy the feel, and the way his beard tickled her skin. Her love for him intensified ten fold as they lay together.