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Lázzaro took Lia's lips calmly, at first. They kissed and tasted each other deeply. The thirsty man's tongue entered the girl's soft and tasty mouth, finding the delicious taste like her. He hadn't tasted something like this in years, so delicious and intense.

Lia was nervous, as was Lázzaro, her body trembling wanting more and more of what was to come. But at the same time fearful of the consequences of that night. The man got hard quickly, pressed his body to hers showing what she was doing to him, letting out a groan Lia gasped feeling the pressure of the rigidity.

Without thinking about anything else, Lázzaro took her in his arms with just one arm and went up the stairs to the bedroom without ever leaving her mouth. When they entered the large and comfortable room, the cold air hit the bodies making Lia break the kiss.

As soon as he put the girl on the ground, he took her face in both hands and looking deep into her eyes, wanting to know what she was thinking, said:

“Look at me, Lia. She complied, though he could still see the uncertainty in her gaze.

At that moment they were two broken souls full of disappointments meeting, wanting to find a good mirage in the middle of a desert of bad things.

“Stay with me tonight. Just this one. Make love to me, let me taste every bit of your body. I promise to make it good for you, for both of us.

— Lázzaro... I don't know what's happening now, I don't know if it's a dream or if it's reality. The only thing I know is that we both want this. But will it be right?

“Fuck right now, Lia. Let's not think anymore. He groaned, wanting that mouth again.

She decided to show him how much she wanted it too, with her lips. She pressed them gently against his, nervous but warm as a roaring fire. The fire that wanted to consume them was there, ignited inside the desiring bodies.

Gently the man took her to the bed, laid her body down, which was trembling nervously, then covering her with his.

The brunette was more than nervous, her chin was trembling and even though she was immensely excited, she was afraid that at any moment a panic attack would make her flee and that Lázzaro would suddenly regret acting like the other times.

Just imagining that it was all her fault, she was the one who despaired when she heard the news that Lázzaro wasn't well and ran to his house mad with worry, but he was also guilty, since if she didn't go there, it was he who was already going to meet her.

They had only one option left, it had to happen one way or another. And they both wanted too much.

Therefore, Lazzaro took the lips of the young woman with voluptuousness, before the fearful side entered into action, judging them of the madness they were about to commit and the two went to opposite sides. The kiss in perfect sync, it was tasty, pleasurable and intense.

It was perfect.

He knew how nervous she was. But with sweetness, he kissed her lips until his tongue began to lick them slowly, going down the neck and back up to the ear. The tongue was slow, sensual, erotic, and when it passed Lia's neck again, her body couldn't stay still. The man knew it and smiled triumphantly, kissing her in the same spot and sucking to leave a mark. Kissed. Licked. It sucked.

They stayed so long just kissing that they didn't know if it was minutes or hours. Lázzaro held the girl gently, knowing how fragile she was, taking care that she was good and, even more, that she was unforgettable.

The man seemed to know exactly what Lia wanted, giving her the affection and treatment she always dreamed of receiving from a man. His hands began to slowly lower the strap of her dress, until her breasts were completely exposed and Lázzaro's lips landed on one of her nipples.

Inevitably bad memories populated the girl's mind.

"No man will ever want to be with you. Unless they just want a night of bad sex. You have breasts like a child Lia, you don't have the body of a real woman, curves, full breasts, big ass. You're ugly!"

Immediately she was embarrassed and covered them with her hands.

"Hey, what's up?" He kissed her on the lips again.

“Not much to…see here. he muttered, crestfallen.

— But I don't just want to see it, but how I want to touch it. And besides playing... I want to do a lot more with them. When I said I wanted every piece of you, I wasn't kidding. he whispered in a sexy voice.

Her throat swallowed those words along with a thousand different emotions, including her pussy drenched in arousal. Without waiting, his magic tongue went to a nipple that hardened as two fingers teased each other.

The sensations of pleasure were starting to take her by surprise, the range of sensations she had felt so far were incredible and she wondered if it could get any better. Then his mouth sucked the entire breast and she only knew how to moan aloud when her intimacy throbbed desperate for attention.

—Lazzaro... —the name that came out in the form of a moan and supplication, a supplication that she didn't know what.

He finished taking off her dress when his hands skimmed over her panties where she burned with need for him. His lips moved down her face, neck, chest and then to her very, very wet pussy, and there he kissed where no man had kissed before. Lia felt inexperienced, not knowing what to do to also reward him for what he was giving her. Little did she know that he was just mad with pleasure and seeing her delirious in his arms.

The girl felt the hot saliva along with the tongue suck the small and hard nerve between her legs. He let out a loud moan tasting the new and very tasty sensation. She closed her eyes as she felt her circle her clit slowly and then quickly. She grabbed the disheveled hair tightly, noticing that the pleasure was increasing all the time almost driving her crazy, she wanted more and more of that tongue every second and when she thought she was going crazy with pleasure, her voice hoarse from moaning so much, she exploded in her first orgasm in the Lazzaro's mouth that continued to lick, only more slowly this time, until she enjoyed all the come.

He loved watching her squirm with pleasure in his mouth, he smiled in satisfaction once again covering her thin body with his and noticed that she was shaking a little more this time, as if she was almost on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"Lia, when was your last time?" he asked then, right next to her ear.

"Lazzaro, I..." He felt hesitant to say that he had never been with a man.

“I want you to tell me when was the last time you were with a real man, who took care of you like I'm doing right now. The thought enraged him, but he couldn't change anyone's past.

After all, he had also had other – many – women.

- Never. I've never been with anyone.

— But how ? He sounded incredulous as a laugh of peculiar happiness escaped his lips.

He shook his head then, happy to be the first to make Lia feel something only he could offer.

“I don't have condoms here. But can you trust me, do you trust me? At least now, trust? She nodded her head yes. I just wanted to be with him and nothing else.

In the blink of an eye he was already without the black shorts he was wearing.

His hand held one of her legs, lifting a little with the fingers dug into the skin, with the other hand he held her face. This way starting to penetrate her slowly, with affection and delicacy. Giving sweet kisses to the fleshy lips of the girl who felt the big thickness tearing her insides. The kiss was the way to silence the cry of pain when the barrier was broken, but the tears rolled.

Lázzaro hugged her body while he slowly took her virginity, loving that little body tenderly, taking away all their fears and insecurities for a few moments.