Seth's snake had started to wilt by then. He reached for her. "Let's just kiss and touch for now."
Linda kissed him tenderly as they held each other. She marveled at how easy it was.
Her satin panties had come off, and she and Seth lay nude together, skin pressed against skin. She allowed her hand to delicately graze against his straining hardness, amazed at the smooth velvetiness of it. Seth tensed up, groaning again. She held him between her hand, her face and mouth merely inches away. Lauren had described in great detail what it was like to suck a guy there: "If he's just had a shower it tastes really nice and feels good in your mouth. And it drives them crazy."
Linda could only bring herself to timidly kiss him there, at the tip of his velvetiness. Suddenly, Seth sat upright, searching the nightstand. "Give me that thing!" he said, clamoring amid a box of tissues and an alarm clock. When he found the prophylactic package, he briskly tore it open and unrolled it over his entire length. He helped Linda onto the pillows, where he had lain moments earlier.
"Be gentle," she said, her voice cracking. "Please."
He started slow, climbing above her, holding himself up with his arm strength as he gently thrust ahead. She wailed as his velvet met a wall. "Are you okay?" Seth said, pulling back, stroking her cheek.
"Take me," she said, guiding him back.
With two strong thrusts (during which she bit her lip to keep from screaming) he had parted her and slid inside. They lay still like that for a while. "Oh Linda, this is so nice," he said from above her. "Much nicer than I ever dreamed."
Linda thought for a moment about how her insides felt torn. At the same time she felt exhilarated, like a warm rain had fallen on her.
Just a few more thrusts from Seth and it was all over.