about?  Emotional?  Or was she referring to our limited sexual experience.

"I love you, Kash.  I never want to be separated from you ever again.  And I want you to always feel the same way."

"I will.  I promise," I told her sincerely.

"Then, if you don't mind.  Could you do me a favor?"

"Anything," I answered.  And I meant it, short of killing someone.

"Will you make passionate love to me?  Right here?  Right now?"

CHAPTER SEVEN:

I gently slid down in the bed to place my face beside Cinnamon's.    Nerves caused me to hesitate briefly.  This was the most pure woman that I had ever held in my arms.  She deserved much better treatment than I had given Honeysuckle in that dungeon.  Hell, she deserved better than me.  But here I was, given the opportunity.  More than anything, even more than my desire to captain this crew, I didn't want to screw this up.

Go slow, I told myself.  Think of her, not yourself.  Always, until the very end.  Think of making this the best moment of her life.

I reached for her cheeks with both hands, fully intending to plant a big wet kiss on her lips.  But the innocence in her eyes took my breath away.  I took an extra moment to study her beautiful face instead, using the lightest touch from my fingertips to guide my eyes.  She began the slightest whimper as one tear gently rolled down her cheek.

I found her lips then.  Softly, delicately.  Applying almost no pressure I held the contact forever.  My eyes closed in the pure love of the action, just like hers.  The Zen state that I reached in that instance was the calmest that I had ever been in my life.  I found what pureness that there was in my soul and used it to guide me.

She didn't ask me to fall asleep on her face.  Her request was for me to make passionate love to her.  As much as I was enjoying the tenderness of our connection, I needed to increase the pace.  More kisses.  To her lips, her cheeks, her neck, even her eyelids.  My mouth attempted to tell her how lovely that she was to me with every point of contact.

One more tear as she stared into my eyes like she had just found God.  I most certainly did not deserve this woman.

"I love you so much," the words skipped out of my mouth and into her ear.

"Tell me what to do," she gasped.

Normally, that was music to my ears.  But not this time.  For once, I just wanted my partner to lay there and accept the good loving that I was about to give her.

I rolled her onto her back as my lips made their way down her chest.  While horizontal her breasts were quite small, but perfect in shape.  I licked the entire mound before flicking her tiny erect nipples.  The pace of her breathing increased steadily.

I wanted to rip her shorts right off of her, but I couldn't let my eagerness ruin the moment.  Instead, I let her help me pull them off.  I took that time to take in her gorgeous slender form as she laid there with one knee slightly higher than the other, like a model.

Her eyes went to my crotch as her hands gently grabbed my waistband.  I could see the hesitancy in her eyes.  She wanted to do her duty and place my manhood in her mouth, but she was still a bit scared.

I ignored her feeble attempt and pulled away so I could continue kissing her soft, spice scented flesh.  Along her rib cage first, then across the less firm portion of her belly until I finally reached the pelvic region.  Her legs quivered as her chest heaved with anticipation.

Instinctively she pulled her knees together.  I tried to pry them apart gently, but her body was resisting.  I looked up to find her eyes closed as she was thoroughly enjoying what I was doing, probably completely unaware that her muscle memory was blocking my advancement.  I didn't want to use force to get her thighs apart.  So, instead, I lifted her legs to expose her whole bottom to me.  Moist tan pussy, firm ass cheeks, and a puckered little exit hole.

In that position I only had to adjust my angle to get my tongue where it wanted to go.  When her thighs came abruptly down on top of my head I decided to go ahead and use force after all.  More eagerly then, my tongue lapped and probed away at her virgin vagina.  She was starting to rock slightly and moan already.  Eventually, her legs parted to make my job easier.  But then the sobbing began.

Her whole body was quivering like she had just been taken out of an ice cold lake.  I half expected her teeth to chatter between blue lips.  But it was clear by the look on her face that she was still very much enjoying herself.  Despite my confusion I had to continue.

I gave her delicious pussy a few more swipes of my tongue as I wrestled my pants off.  If I had kept at it, she might have started bawling like a baby.  I couldn't have that.

My firm pecker head soon took over as I rubbed it up and down between her folds.  She glanced down in panic a couple times as I remained patient.  Surprisingly, she said nothing.  I would have expected any other woman to say, go slow.  Be gentle.  But my Cinny was trusting me implicitly.

Her breathing got erratic as I gently worked my fleshy bulbous penis head into her opening.  It seemed like overreaction to me, but then again, I had never been a female virgin.

Once I was comfortable that I could keep a couple inches inside of her tight pussy, I lowered my chest on top of hers. 

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