Pete softly laughed and gave her a grin. "Aww. I think I might miss the little love taps, though," he said as he continued to run his hand up and down her back. When she said she was falling for him, too, Pete felt his heart swell. It had been so long since he'd felt this way for someone, and it felt wonderful.
And when she said she was ready, Pete felt his heart skip a beat as all his blood rushed southward. He wanted to ask if she was sure but he knew Myka, and knew she would have never said it if she wasn't. Giving her a gentle smile, he leaned forward and captured her lips in deep kiss. As they kissed, he ran his hand down her side and to the hem of her shirt.
Pete slipped his fingers under her shirt, groaning as he ran them over her warm and soft skin. He wanted their first time to be special and decided to go slow. Myka wasn't some girl he'd picked up at a club. She was his girl. His Myka.
Shifting a bit, he slowly pulled her shirt off and looked down at her. "You're so beautiful, Myka," he said as he ran his hands over her body. When he got to her breasts, he softly fondled them while leaning down to place small kisses to her neck.
Pete kissed his way down to her breasts and slowly teased and licked her nipples until they were erect. As his cock became hard, he moved up and kissed her again.