Her first bliss.

I held her hands as she tried to cover herself from my eyes again, without much effect. I snuggled into her lap and tasted her.

"You can't! Max!" She yelped, digging her nails into my hair to get rid of me.

I lapped the juices from her pussy, sucking and trying to get my tongue deeper, ignoring her pleas. She was so wet that the scent of desire filled the air around us.

Valleria gave up and pulled my head closer, instead of trying to push me away. I almost bit her. I leaned my forehead against the bone of her pelvis and clenched my jaws. I can't do this to her, I promised to wait.

Yet, I slipped my arm under her waist and pressed my fingers into her skin. I bent down and licked her juices from my fingers. I looked up at her and slipped two fingers back into her hole. I watched as she held back a gasp and bit her wrist to keep from making any loud sound. Fuck...

I leaned my face close to her lap and watched with shaky eyes as she took my fingers, swollen and wet. It was easier than it had been at first. I salivated a third and tried again to push them in. I switched between watching her expression and my fingers, plunging with difficulty into her hot flesh.

When she stopped frowning, I sped up. Valleria clenched her fingers on my shoulders and arched her back again. She gasped briefly through clenched teeth, but then suddenly groaned loudly. And then she groaned again, her mouth agape and her eyes tightly shut. A trickle of clear liquid poured along my fingers and soaked into the sheets. She grunted softly and shivered. I felt her muscles clench around my fingers. 

I removed them and angrily clasped my penis in my palm, still stained by her moist. I straightened up and, with my eyes on her quivering body, came on her thighs in just a few strokes.

With everything out of me, I was finally able to force myself to think a little. I rolled her into my arms and gently stroked her hair. She sighed heavily and pressed her face against my chest.

"You promised to wait." She complained and looked up at me.

I had to stifle a laugh. "Even now it wasn't the whole thing. You still have something to save for your wedding night. Hungry?" I turned her attention elsewhere. She nodded briefly.

I sat her on my thigh and wrapped my arm around her waist. My head felt pleasantly light and I took in her scent deeply.

"You're even prettier when you smile." She said thoughtfully, her eyes on my lips.

"What?" I asked in surprise.

"What?" She laughed and stuffed a bite of her breakfast into my mouth so I wouldn't ask any more questions. I frowned again and leaned my forehead against her shoulder.

"Do you like me?" I asked, barely suppressing a smile. She didn't answer. She was as red as an apple.

"I like you. You drive me crazy..." I muttered, brushing my lips against her neck.

"I like you, too..." She said softly, pulling my hand into her lap. I let her explore my palms, fingers and wrists with her fingers. But she didn't just stay there, she ran her hand up my shirt to my elbow and then to my shoulder "You have nice hands." She said softly then, letting go of me as if she was embarrassed at how she had let herself get carried away.