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A winter storm leaves Megan and Ryan alone for a night.
He savored the feel of her lips against his and tasted her soft breath in his mouth. It was so sweet, so wonderful, he could barely breathe!
When the kiss ended, Joanne pressed her face against Larry's neck and snuggled even closer to him. He combed his fingers through her silky, soft hair and pressed her still tighter against him. Her body shook and his shirt started to get wet from her tears.
"Why are you crying, honey?" he asked.
"I...I'm...so...so happy," she whispered. "I...I know you love me...but I...I never dreamed you...you'd want...to...to marry m-m-me!"
Larry stroked her back. "I do, honey, why would you think I wouldn't want to marry you?" he asked.
Joanne didn't reply because she was crying. Eventually, when her sobbing abated, she leaned back in Larry's arms, looked at him, and smiled. "It always feels so wonderful when I'm in your arms," she whispered.
"You know," Larry said, "I've been thinking. I know how you feel about us living together before we get married, but I'd love to have you move in here with me..."
Joanne smiled at him. "Do you really think I should move in with you?" she asked. "What will your parents say?"
"I'd like nothing better," Larry said. "And I'm sure my parents won't complain. Ten years ago, Mom and Dad would have probably had a shit fit." He chuckled. "Of course ten years ago, I was only fourteen. But now, I don't think they'll mind."
Joanne kissed him again. "If you want me to move in with you, I will!" she told him.
Larry kissed her and this time, he felt passion surging through him. His tongue slid between her lips and hers met it. Sparks of ecstasy flew and he felt himself growing hard. He slid his hand into the wide neck of her dress, onto her wonderful soft, warm skin. Joanne moaned and pressed even tighter him as he fondled her breasts, nipples already hard. He twirled one rigid nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Joanne began twisting in his arms and emitting soft, passionate moans. She couldn't believe how wonderful Larry could make her feel. The minute he touched her, she wanted him!
Larry stopped what he was doing. "Not like this!" he said and pulled back.
Joanne looked at him, puzzled. "Don't...don't you want me?" she whispered. She wasn't sure why he was suddenly acting so reticent.
"That's not it. I...I want you more than I ever have," Larry replied. He stood up, took Joanne's hand, pulled her to her feet, and started for the bedroom. "But I want our first night in our home it to be special, not a romp on the sofa."
"It doesn't matter," Joanne whispered as she let him lead her down a hallway toward the rear of the apartment. "It will be special. It's always special when we make love. It can't be anything else." She desperately wanted him to make love to her.
Larry led her into his bedroom, laid her on the bed and stripped her clothes from her. Joanne helped him then lay, eyes wide, chest rising and falling rapidly, while he tore his clothes off. Then he was on the bed with her, his warm body was pressed against hers, and Joanne could think of nothing else but him and the pleasure she knew he'd give her.
Larry suckled her breasts as softly and tenderly as he could, lashing the hardened tips with his tongue. In response, moans of joy streamed from Joanne. His hand glided over the body he adored so much and felt it respond. It seemed only seconds before Joanne was writhing on the bed, begging him to take her.
"Please!! Oh, Larry, Please!! I need you!! Oh, God, darling, I need you!! I need you!!" she babbled.
Larry rolled onto her and buried his rigid pole in her. Disbelieving, filled with awe and ardor, he drove into her, experiencing, the wonderful, joyous union of their bodies.
Passion blossomed and bloomed, then exploded through them.
"Joanne!! Darling!! Oh, God!!" Larry cried as he spewed his hot juices into her.
"Larry!! I love you!! Oh, Larry!! I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!! Yessssssssssssss!! Yessssssssssssss!! Yessssssssssssssssssssss!!" Joanne screamed, her body struggling agains