His hand slides further beneath her panties and he discovers that she's warm and wet there; though he's not entirely sure what that means, but she hasn't made him stop...
Her fingers around him, moving faster, pull him over the edge sooner than he'd anticipated and he moans against her throat.
She brings him down, slow and easy before bringing her fingers to her lips and sucking gently on them till she's clean. Occasionally, a moan slips out from between her lips as she does, but it's somewhat understandable.
She reaches a hand and finds his, entwining their fingers before slipping his hand around her breast. Then she leans forward and nibbles at his ear.
He's confused again as he watches her, not understanding why she's doing what she is; why she would want to, but he doesn't say anything. She moves his hand and he curves his fingers around her breast easily, leaning in to nibble at her jaw. His other hand is still nestled between her legs, but he's not sure what to do now. Nervous again, he whispers, "I'm- I'm sorry... wasn't expecting..." his voice drops off.
He loves that; that she never makes him feel like he's done something wrong. He nibbles the column of her throat and asks, softly in her ear, "What... what can we do until then."
"Explore," the word comes out as a wavering whisper at the same time his fingers stroke over her, between her legs, where his hand has been; maybe to hear her moan again, maybe to get a bit of instruction on what, exactly, he should do there.
A fleeting image through his mind - David's mouth on him - and an idea strikes. He whispers in Natalie's ear - and the whispers still waiver a little - "May I... Is it all right if I," his tongue snakes out to taste her ear as a stalling point - just asking the question seems to be making him more nervous.
He nods gently, still nervous, but decides he wants to do this - try this... and she's told him again.
Though that image in his head a moment ago is distracting.
He shakes that off and moves downward... ghosting kisses on her breasts as he makes his way toward her legs. He moves his hand and draws her panties down her legs and he can smell the soft scent of her arousal, though he's not sure how he knows that. The garment out of the way, he, slowly, moves back up, kissing along the insides of her thighs along the way.
She does her best not to shift too much, but she has to let him know how good it feels, how much she's enjoying this. Her lips are by no means as still and the soft whimpers and moans that slip out from between them should give him a good idea.
He doesn't stop; doesn't move away from what he's doing. Still kissing up the inside of her thigh, he pauses briefly before pressing the softest of kisses between her legs... then he waits...
He may not know all that much about sexual pleasure, but he's got enough information to know that that means he's doing something right... or at least something that's desired.
A hand smooths up the inside of her leg as he leans in to taste her. Another brief pause as his senses process the information - the feel, the scent, the taste, even the sounds she makes - and his hand shifts around to hold her hip as his tongue passes over her clitoris. He's not studied anatomy, but if the sounds she made from just the first kiss are any indication, he knows he's touched somewhere sensitive... and in a very good way.
He's wondering how he's supposed to step over the shyness when she isn't... because it's a little disconcerting. He's okay figuring things out, but this is really strange for him; really new and maybe a little scary, so anything she could do to help him out a bit would be nice.
For now, he'll continue with the soft little licks - some to her inner thighs, but most to that spot he's found that makes her moan and gasp.
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Her fingers around him, moving faster, pull him over the edge sooner than he'd anticipated and he moans against her throat.
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She reaches a hand and finds his, entwining their fingers before slipping his hand around her breast. Then she leans forward and nibbles at his ear.
"Love you."
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"Never apologize..."
Another kiss.
"Give yourself a few minutes to recover..."
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She smiles at him gently.
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"I want you to explore. Learn. Touch what you like. See what happens. Hands on learning always was best."
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But she doesn't say a word. She wants him to figure things out on his own.
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Though that image in his head a moment ago is distracting.
He shakes that off and moves downward... ghosting kisses on her breasts as he makes his way toward her legs. He moves his hand and draws her panties down her legs and he can smell the soft scent of her arousal, though he's not sure how he knows that. The garment out of the way, he, slowly, moves back up, kissing along the insides of her thighs along the way.
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"Please, Gabriel...please..."
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A hand smooths up the inside of her leg as he leans in to taste her. Another brief pause as his senses process the information - the feel, the scent, the taste, even the sounds she makes - and his hand shifts around to hold her hip as his tongue passes over her clitoris. He's not studied anatomy, but if the sounds she made from just the first kiss are any indication, he knows he's touched somewhere sensitive... and in a very good way.
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"Yeessss..."
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For now, he'll continue with the soft little licks - some to her inner thighs, but most to that spot he's found that makes her moan and gasp.