Is this destiny?

After a short hesitation and an intense internal battle, Michael rose with Oni in his arms and made his way into the bedroom.

He placed her to stand next to the bed and observed her in silence. He saw that she is stiff and uncomfortable, and it reminded him of when she fell in the hotel room in Frankfurt and how she panicked when he held her suddenly.

"Oni…", Michael called with a voice deeper than usual and reached to hold her hands in his.

"We don't need to do this.", he said with difficulty after a few long seconds.

Oni asked herself for the umpteenth time if this is what she wants. And as always, the answer was 'yes'. Why is she stiff like this? She is confident that her reaction is making him think that she is forcing herself. Is she? Absolutely not.

Oni lifted her gaze to meet his. "I know that we don't need to, and I know that you will wait as long as it takes. But I want to, and there is no one else I want to do this with. So, unless you don't find me attractive, or you don't love me, there is no reason to stop or to delay the inevitable any further."

She pried her hands out of his and started unbuttoning his pants. Two seconds later, his hands moved as well.

They stood next to the bed and undressed each other in silence, and if not for Oni's quivering fingers, it would appear that she knows what she is getting into.

Michael was down this path many times before, but this was the first time that he felt such a conflict between wanting to take a step away, and pull her closer until they merge into one. One seemed like the right thing to do, but the other one seemed right as well.

Oni took half a step toward him and they were so close that she could feel the heat of his body against hers.

"Michael…", she called in a shaky voice. "I admit that I'm not sure what to do, so I will rely on your guidance."

At that moment, something between Michael and Oni shifted. Like the last impossibly-thin layer between them disappeared and they could see each other completely, and they both enjoyed the sight in front of them.

Oni slowly raised her hands and put her palms on his shoulders while getting on her toes to kiss him.

It took Michael a second for his reasoning to dissolve completely into a puddle a lust and his hands wrapped around Oni, holding her tightly against him.

Oni relaxed in Michael's embrace to the point of feeling like a liquid. The skin-to-skin contact was out of this world and she was pulling him closer because this was not close enough. Oni was trembling from head to toes and didn't realize at what point they fell on the soft mattress.

The kissing, touching, and caressing was making Oni's head spin and she was not sure if the sound of heavy breathing is hers or Michael's.

Michael's hand reached to the cradle of Oni's thighs and she parted her legs, and the lack of shyness or any stiffness surprised Oni.

His fingers glided between her folds, forcing soft moans to escape her lips and disappear between his.

Michael's finger slipped inside Oni and he groaned at the sensation of her wet heat. She was wet and hot and willing but based on the resistance her tightness provided to his finger, he knew that if he rushes, she will be in pain.

He reminded himself that he is not an impatient (and inexperienced) teenager and this needs to be good for both of them.

His body shifted lower, and his lips parted from hers. He kissed her neck and moved down her collarbones before taking his time with her palm-sized firm breasts. And then he moved further down.

Oni gasped when Michael buried his face between her legs. Every time his tongue flicked over her engorged peak, electric spasms struck her body, each stronger than the previous one.

'This is more intense than when he uses his fingers!', Oni screamed internally and then her body jolted in pleasure again.

Oni was struggling to inhale enough oxygen and she knew that something big is coming when his hands moved under her thighs and held her hips firmly in place. Two seconds later, she got her answer when Michael's tongue moved in rapid mighty strokes and the electric charges which were released from Oni's core made her unable to breathe, yet somehow she had enough air in her lungs to scream as ecstatic release violently shook every nerve ending in her body.

Michael moved slowly higher while his kisses made a trail over her tight abdomen, between her breasts, up her collarbones and her neck.

He observed her flushed face and half-closed eyelids for a few seconds before saying: "I thought you said that you are not tired."

Oni's lips broke into a smug smile. "I'm not tired, I'm just catching my breath…"

Michael closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.

"Are you tired?"

Oni's question made him open his eyes.

Michael looked into her dark eyes full of love and lust and her smug expression irritated him slightly. Is she provoking him? Doesn't she know that she should not play with fire? And he is aflame.

His handsome eyebrow arched, and his intense gaze told her that she struck a nerve.

"Tired?" He moved between her legs and leaned lower so that she can feel his hard and hot rod at the cradle of her thighs.

"Oni, my precious girlfriend… the night has just begun…", he murmured before his lips landed on hers, initiating a flurry of kisses.

Oni's heart jolted when she felt him tease between her folds and then the pressure increased.

"Relax... breathe...", he chanted close to her ear.

Her insides felt like they are ripping apart, but she refused to let the pain show as he made his way inside her. Oni knows that Michael was reluctant, giving her many chances to postpone this, and she feared that if he sees her pain, he will stop. And she does not want him to stop.

Oni bit her lower lip and buried her face in Michael's neck while clutching his back and wondering how much of his length is left before he is all the way in.

To her relief, he stopped moving.

"Are you in pain?", he asked with a breathless whisper.

She shook her head fervently while pressing her face in his neck tighter.

"Ah…", a cry escaped her when she felt that he is moving again and going deeper.

At some point, she knew that they merged completely. Probably because of his low groan, which was more intense than any before, or maybe because he stopped moving. And she was aware that he is waiting for her insides to accommodate his length without causing her (too much) pain before he moves again.

"Oni…", Michael called and nudged her head with his chin, asking her silently to move so that he can see her face.

Oni peeled herself from his neck and opened her teary eyes reluctantly. She met his gaze full of lust, laced with concern, and her heart expanded at the power of happiness which swelled inside her.

"Michael…", she whispered and kissed his neck. "I love you…"

Michael's face broke into a smile and his lips landed on hers at the same time as his hips shifted, and she felt him pull slightly before pushing back in. Slowly, at first.

Oni gasped as the pain mixed with pleasure which made her feel like she can't take any more and at the same time she does not want it to stop. The feeling of intimacy took over her senses and she was unaware at what point her hips moved to meet his.

The lustful sounds, the pleasurable friction, their bodies moving to meet each other, their scent mixed with sweat, everything was a mess which intensified together with the strength of his thrusts.

Michael's body flexed above Oni's while he slammed himself inside her fiercely. He swallowed her screams as her body tensed below him and a few thrusts later he trembled in his own release.

Oni snuggled next to Michael and they kissed and caressed each other for a long time.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she had no regrets and she hoped that he knows that. Because the fact that they merged into one was beyond wonderful.

"Are you OK?", he asked after some time.

Oni smiled and admitted: "I am high on happiness."

"Tired?"

Oni paused at Michael's question and observed his playful smirk, and she realized how what they did was not the end for this night.

"No…", she whispered into his lips a moment before another kissing frenzy began.

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