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again and with the age old rhythm of making love to her with his fingers while his thumb circled and rubbed her nubbin. Her thighs tightened. Her buttocks came off the bed. Her neck arched and Katrina cried out, her body stiffening while her channel tightened and squeezed his fingers. He milked her orgasm until her body relaxed and rested against the bed.
    Timothy rose up on his elbow and looked down at her.   Katrina’s face was flushed and relaxed.   “Oh my,” she muttered after a few moments.   “The books certainly explained this experience inadequately.”
    He chuckled and pulled her into his arms, pleased that she had found such pleasure with him.   He would give anything to plunder where his fingers had just been, but would not ruin her future.   Instead, he would be content with holding her and when she slept, relieve himself elsewhere because his cock was not going to relax.
    Katrina rolled over and brought her palm to his cheek. “Thank you.” She kissed his lips gently, softly as a lover’s kiss.   He returned it, gently, enjoying her sated and languid state.
    Her hand moved to his chest and she rubbed her fingers across his nipple. He should stop her, but he didn’t want to deny himself the pleasure.
  She skimmed down and Timothy grabbed her wrist. Katrina may have read all of the books but if she was surprised at what she had just experienced he could imagine her shock at what would happen to him.
    He placed his hand on hers and she looked up at him. Her eyes searching.   Timothy simply shook his head, unable to find the words to stop her. In truth, he didn’t want to stop Katrina and wanted to allow her to explore all she wanted, but it didn’t feel right.   She should learn how to pleasure a man when she married, not now. What would her husband think if she came to bed with so much knowledge?   Despite remaining a virgin, she would know far too much to be an innocent bride.
    “Why?”
    “It isn’t fair to you.”   He didn’t know how to explain further.
    “Me? I think it is more unfair to you.”
    He bit back a grin. Perhaps she was right, but that was beside the point.   “I can’t let you. You don’t know what . . .”
    “What I am doing?”
    “That isn’t what I was going to say.”
    “Then what?” She rose over him. Some of her hair had come loose and fell over her shoulders, caressing his chest.
    “You don’t know what to expect and I shouldn’t allow it, this, with you being an innocent.”
    Katrina snorted. “I’ve read enough that I think I know what to expect.”
    “Katrina, I don’t feel it is right.”
    She jerked her hand from beneath his and before he could object, she was gently grasping him through his pants.   His battle was over. He could not go back now. He needed her touch, craved it at the moment
    She moved her hand up and down the length.   Timothy groaned and let his head fall back.
    She must have realized he surrendered and sat up quickly. Efficiently she unded the placket at the front of his pants reached in and pulled his shaft free.   Timothy groaned again when she stroked the top of his cock with her fingers, smoothing the wetness around.
    He was going to come in her hand immediately if he didn’t gain some control.   This may be his only chance to be loved by Katrina and he wanted to prolong it as long as possible.
    “Wait.”
    She stopped moving her hand but did not let go and looked up at him.
    “May I?”   He sat up and moved to the side of the bed where he divested himself of his boots then stood and turned to face her. With his eyes locked on Katrina he slid his pants down his legs and tossed them to the side.
    Katrina broke contact and her eyes skimmed over this chest, stomach and to his groin.   She smiled and bit her bottom lip before she reached forward and clasped his sack in her hand, rolling in around her fingers.   His knees nearly buckled. He didn’t think it was possible but his cock grew harder.   At this angle