Hello again. Sorry for not posting earlier - I was pretty busy, sorry if there are some mistakes and thanks for kusoma :)
“Beautiful” she said, following my gaze.
“It’s all right” I answered. I turned slowly to face her. She was naked. Her body was so perfect – pale skin seemed almost like mine. I twisted my hand up so I could twine our fingers. I hoped that it was warm enough for her not to feel cold of my touch.
“But I wouldn’t use the word beautiful. Not with wewe standing here in comparison”. It was true - I was dazzled kwa her beauty. There wasn’t anything in the world compared to her standing in front of me. Her chokoleti melting eyes, her long silky hair, full soft lips that always attracted my gaze, beautiful fragile body, her tasty scent…The feelings overfilled me with such force that my breathing came rougher and my voice became a whisper:
“I promised we would try . If…if I do something wrong, if I hurt wewe – wewe must tell me at once”
She nodded and took another step closer to me. Her sweet scent and heat made a halo around me, making my mind blurry. I felt her hot breath on my chest as she leaned her head against it.
“Don’t be afraid.” She murmured “We belong together”
This moment was totally perfect. I felt warms inside my chest. It seemed like my cold moyo started beating again full of happiness and adoration.
I wrapped my arms around Bella and pressed her to me. Her skin was burning against mine. It was the most incredible feeling in the world. And the sound of her moyo beating was the most magnificent in my life. she was right. We belonged together and she was mine forever.
“Forever” I agreed and pulled us into a deeper water.
We swam close to each other for some time. The night was beautiful: the water was dark the drops were shining in moonlight like diamonds. The water was hot and I tried to get used to it. The wetness made Bella’s scent zaidi intense, but my thirst was manageable. It seemed like she relaxed a little, but never took her gaze away off me, of my lips. It made me feel the lust. I swam closer and took her hand. I led her to the beach, pwani a little so we could stand on the bottom. I watched her a moment: her wet almost black hair, her melting chokoleti eyes full of passion, her parted full lips…I leaned and kissed her. The kiss was different from others we did. It was passionate, full of lust and love. I couldn’t stop. I felt her hands in my hair. I pressed her tightly to my body and felt her breasts pressed against my chest, the length of her body against mine.
I kissed her harder our breathing was rough, her moyo hammering against ribs. I felt her tongue around my lips. I moaned. This was the first time I didn’t have to stop. Her full soft lips were so warm. I couldn’t stop my hands touching her, tracing her back, her stomach. I moved one hand along her body touching her back, her hip and knee. She gasped, but never broke our kiss. I wanted her body much zaidi than her blood. When she wrapped her legs around my waist, I felt that I’m losing my control. I wanted her right now. My whole body was burning; mind was full of her tasty scent. I didn’t care that we were in the ocean. I wanted her as close as possible and pressed her body tighter to mine. I felt her froze. She parted her lips from mine and gasped in pain.
I froze too. I took a breath and tried to clear my mind.
“Bella…I hurt you. Are wewe ok?” I asked in a low voice. She didn’t answer – just leaned and kissed me once more. I knew that I had to stop, but hade no force to do that. She kissed me with zaidi force and alisema breathless:
“Don’t stop, please, I upendo you, I’m better than ok…don’t stop”. I kissed her slowly, carefully, not moving any muscle, afraid to do something wrong. She felt my hesitance and took the lead. I felt her lips on my neck - the skin was burning under her kisses, her hands tracing my chest and stomach. Our breathing was rough and zaidi accelerated if it was possible. When she met my gaze, I leaned and kissed with all passion I could. I traced her lips with my tongue and heard her moan, her hands in my hair. She pressed herself closer to me. But while I kept our wild and hungry kiss, I felt her trembling. I figured that she was cold against my body. So we needed to songesha to the house.
