A Subtle Tenderness (4 page)

“Ophelia, don’t go, let’s discuss this,
I’m sorry I just…” Heath pleaded. 

Shaking her head no she rushed into his bedroom and closed the door.
  Ophelia remembered how good it felt to lay in his bed with his male scent surrounding her.  She thought of him just a few feet away.  Heath was a fine specimen of a man.  He felt so solid and strong when she fell into his embrace. 

She had been in a drought for affection and being in his arms last night had awakened a need in her she thought Darnell had destroyed.   Best to keep her distance from Heath less chance she’d do something foolish.

  Ophelia was scared, confused and lord help her but she was aroused.   She could feel her sex weeping for the type of male attention Heath could provide.  Ophelia had never felt this magnitude of passion for Darnell.

Deciding to let Ophelia run
away had been difficult.  He needed a second to think and sort out his own feelings.   Heath wanted her, needed to feel the warmth of her touch.  The sweet scent that he’d begun to recognize as her special fragrance surrounded him while they played chess and may have clouded his judgment. 

He wanted to taste her lips and when the opportunity presented itself he did. 
He couldn’t fight his feelings. Heath had been trying most of the day to get to know her and for her to learn more about him.  He wanted to impress her with his cooking and building skills and for the most part he felt he succeeded.

It had been years since he tried to court a woman.  Most of the women he met were willing offerings to a man in uniform.  Ophelia was different, he wanted the sex with her but he
felt an emotional connection to her.  Heath enjoyed talking with her, she was a very bright woman and she read him well.  More importantly he was interested in getting to know her. She was more to him than just a woman that would satisfy his manly needs.

He
ath heard the shower start which did not bode well for his imagination.  He could literally picture Ophelia sliding her soapy hands up and down her plump thighs.  He wanted those hands to be his; he wanted it bad. Heath walked to the kitchen and leaned against the fridge knowing it wasn’t a drink he wanted.   It was who he wanted that mattered.  The scent hit him as she opened both doors to the bathroom releasing the steam that was laden with her scent.  The gentle aroma of her scented soap called to him. 

He
ath had missed the subtle tenderness of a woman but he was not hardened to it. Heath had spent numerous nights in caves, trenches and unimaginable situations had robbed him of sleep.  He would have this night with her.    Before Heath realized it he had walked to the bedroom door. Inhaling deeply to take in the fragrant air; he knew he would have her this night. 

He
ath would relish each moment he had pleasuring her, devouring every scent and sound that escaped this woman.  He wanted Ophelia more than he wanted to breathe.  Heath would bare his soul to her and to convince her that if she would honor him with this night she would never regret it.

He stood for long moments
determined and certain that he would not only pursue her but he would claim his prize.  Heath whispered her name softly and then much louder in a voice filled with need and purpose. 

“Ophelia”

“
Yes, Heath,” she said with a tremulous voice. “You can come in, I’m dressed.”

He
ath opened the door and the air was pungent with the sweet scent of this woman.  He looked at her sitting in the middle of his bed. Heath went to her and sat on the edge not daring to touch her.  She looked at him with an apprehensive expression.

“This isn’t going to work.”

“What isn’t going to work Heath?”

“Me pretending that I don’t want you Ophelia.” He
ath watched her eyes widen in surprise. “I have never wanted or desired a woman as much as I want you now.”

Not liking the clip in her hair
, he reached up and removed the offending article. Tossing it away as her hair fell silently to her shoulders.   He took the liberty of smoothing her ebony silken strands. Then he gently caressed her chin forcing her to meet his eyes.  If he was fortunate he would take many liberties with her this night.  Ophelia moved slightly and a rush of aromatic air surrounded and toyed with him. 

Years of being in close quarters, dank cave
s or underbrush, smelling of gunpowder, filth or worse, made him appreciate the natural scent of a woman.  Heath could smell the clean scent of her shampoo, the citrus scent of her lotion and underneath that her personal scent which was more indefinable.   He moved in close as he leisurely perused her face and caught the headier scent of her sex pregnant with the sweetness of her nectar. 

It beckoned him to taste it, to devour her succulent bounty. 
An increasing urge to drink his fill of her set in and he would savor every drop.  His eyes settled on her lips and he wanted to drink from them as well.  Heath needed to taste the sweetness that was Ophelia.

“You’re beautiful Ophelia
. I haven’t wanted many things of beauty in my life, but I would drown myself in yours tonight.” 

Op
helia gasped in surprise at his statement.  He took the opportunity to caress the softness of her lips with his thumb.  Heath ached to touch her.

“Give me tonight Ophelia
. Give me one night to pleasure and cherish you.  One night to soak in your sweetness, it will be good between us.  Please honor me with your acceptance of me tonight.  I will worship every inch of your body.  His eyes pleaded with her as he waited for her answer.

For long moments Heath watched Ophelia intensely.  He could
feel his heart hammering in his chest and he could see the look of indecision on her eyes. Then timidly with graceful hands, she reached out to him touching his cheek and her lips formed a brief timid smile.  Joy overwhelmed him and warred with the lust and desire he held for her at this moment.  Heath leaned in once again taking firm possession of her shoulders and gently kissed her, craving the sweetness of her lips. This kiss was bolder and more passionate than the one they shared at the kitchen table. He devoured her lips and her soft whimpers as his tongue sought the inner recesses of her mouth.

He
ath pulled her close as his hands found their way to the softness of her hips and to one plump breast.  She moaned deeply into his mouth and he drank it in just as he would drink in all that she would offer.  He kissed a trail down her neck and relished in the feel of her soft hands touching squeezing his flesh. Heath knew he had to touch her skin, taste her skin.   Eager to see what lay beneath the flimsy night attire, he frantically began to remove her clothing. With her assistance he removed the delicate material from her body and allowed her to do the same with his T-shirt. He laid her across the bed.

Heath climbed over Ophelia and stared hungrily at the lush expanse of her body
.  His eye feasted on her ripe full breasts offering themselves up for his enjoyment. 

“Beautiful.” He
ath whispered at he bent down to kiss her lips. 

His appetite for her increased with the first tender sip he took from her lips.  Careful not to crush her
, Heath’s body melded into her soft body.  Ophelia instinctively opened to him. He felt cradled by her female frame.  He knew it was created just for him.  Her scent surrounded him and he groaned as his tongue sought the sweet nectar of her mouth.

He
ath groaned at the texture of her plump breast melded to his firmer chest. Reluctantly lifting from their kiss he stared into a woman’s face whose was aroused countenance made him sex hungry, eyes seductively half-closed, lips swollen and expectant.  There wasn’t an inch of her body that he didn’t have plans for. 

“
Your lips are so sweet Ophelia.  I’m going to see what the rest of you tastes like.” 

Heath felt small hands caress his shoulders and neck as he kissed his way down to her breast. 
He enjoyed the feel of her body squirming under his as he nibbled on one erect nipple. Her soft cries heated his blood when he took her sensitive bundle into his mouth.  Heath worried the turgid nipple with his tongue. Scraping it gently with his teeth, he rolled the other one between his thumb and forefinger alternating degrees of pressure as it became taut from his ministrations.   After tasting his fill of her bountiful breasts, Heath tasted his way down her belly and into her pubic area where he buried his face into her heated flesh.  

He breathed in her scent
. Rubbing his face into soft hairless flesh not yet ready to open his mouth and taste what lay just a tongue’s length away.   He was in no hurry. He had all night to slake his desire.  Once he started nothing would be able to stop him.   Grasping each round butt cheek Heath shifted Ophelia moving her to the top end of his bed.  He settled more comfortably between her thighs for his feast.  Enjoying the firmness and curvature of her ass, his fingers stoked the petal soft juncture of her anus briefly.  Then he spread her thighs wide and kissed the slick lips of her sex.  

He
lifted her hips to look at her sex; plump and glistening like some rare fruit beckoning for him to taste its nectar.   His tongue snaked out and slid from anus to clit laden with the juice of her desire.  Heath groaned enjoying her deliciously pungent essence and began an hour long sup from her loins.  Eyes closed he licked, nipped and sucked everything Ophelia had to offer. Plunging his tongue deep into the recesses of her pussy, Heath could feel the pulsating walls of her sex suctioning his tongue daring him to go deeper. He then alternated long sucking moments of devotion to her clit all the while holding her hips immobile for his onslaught. 

Her struggles to lift her pussy closer to the heat of his mouth were
futile.  He wouldn’t be rushed, not tonight.  His tongue worked lazily over and in her. Each time she came, he buried his tongue deep into her channel. He wanted her to want more. Wetness covered his face and fingers as he slid the thick digits deep inside her pussy.  First one, then two and finally three fingers slowly fucked her as he sucked lazily on her clit. 

He
ath stroked slowly into her and lost track of everything except her scent, the trembling and convulsing of her thighs and pussy, her throaty cries of a woman being pleasured, and her hands that had a death grip on his arm and head.  He would later wonder if it was the hoarse timber of her voice that roused him from his mission or her insistent pleading for him to fuck her.   

He
ath loathed to end his feast or to remove his fingers from the firm grip of her cunt but he did want to plant his dick deep into the tightness of her warmth.   He rose from her prone form, removing his pants and covered her after retrieving a condom from his night stand drawer.  Heath watched her eyes widen in surprise as he took just a second to protect them both.  Unsure if Ophelia was surprised more by his size or his forethought regarding the condom. 

He
ath knew that his member wasn’t extraordinarily long but the men in his family were blessed with freakishly thick width. Ophelia reached for him as he came over her.  She looked so desirable lying beneath him weak with desire. Overcome by the sight of her wanton expression Heath gathered her close claiming her mouth in a kiss as his thick bulbous head nestled against the slickness of her slit. 

Op
helia was his tonight. Heath devoured her lips and mouth as he pushed forward attempting to plant himself inside her.   He drank her whimpers when his dick met with resistance.  Heath held her tightly as he sank deeper into her heat inch by thick inch.  She was tight and he felt her body still with each measured plunge until gasping her body opened to him and he sank fully into her.  Heath groaned as Ophelia held him inside her like a tight fist.  Unwilling to move until he felt her body relax; Heath kissed the side of her neck tenderly and waited.   Long moments later he felt her legs widen and wrap around his back signaling for him to move.

Cautiously slow at first he began to pump deep into her.  It had been so long since he felt this way about
a woman.   Surrounded by her flesh, her scent, her soft crooning was like music to him and he would have all of it.  Sweat streaked down his back and from his brow as their slick bodies repeatedly joined and separated.   Heath whispered to her words as old as the dance they were now doing.  He worshiped her body, kissed her lips, strained to burrow deeper into her refusing to find his release until she had hers first.  Heath would be unselfish and giving in this experience. 

He felt her orgasm strain to come to the surface through the
quivering grip of her cunt walls.  Each pulsating restriction felt like heaven to his cock.  Sensing her end was near he stroked into her faster until she screamed and her sex clamped down on him drawing his own release.  Heath pounded into her as he fell into bliss.   He remained deep inside her as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him. Finally he rolled onto his back bringing her with him cradled in his arms.  

Ophelia lay quietly in Heath’s arms.  She had awakened from her stupor in shock and awe at what had just taken place.   Grizzly Adams had laid it down! 
Ophelia smiled to herself and tucked her face deeper into Heath’s chest in utter embarrassment from her reactions.  She literally begged the man to fuck her.   Which he promptly and properly dicked her up and down.  She closed her eyes as another after orgasm shockwave rocked through her body.

Oph
elia was utterly sated and grateful for the experience.  Then she was torn through with shame for succumbing to this man’s appeal so damn easy. Okay he made it too easy to fall under his charm the way he looked at her, the sweet endearing things he said and the things he did with his mouth and tongue.   The heat of shame burned in her cheeks and face when she recalled how hard she struggled to get her pussy closer to his mouth.  

So far, t
his might have been the best lovemaking session she ever experienced.  Ophelia kept thinking of how he held her during her orgasms.  He looked at her as if she was beautiful and desirable.   That kind of stuff was sexy as hell.   Heath felt so good next to her…in her.  Who knew the mountain man was packing a third arm. 

Even now he held her with both arms and stroked her back absently every few seconds. 
Always self-conscious during lovemaking she had never moaned so loud, or demanded the type of things she had pleaded with him to do to her.   Ophelia wanted everything he did to her and she still wanted it even now.  Her pussy strummed with excitement and the need to be filled.

  ‘Slut!
’  She thought to herself in a reproachful manner. 

That didn’t stop her hand from finding its way to his dick.   Still slick from their combined fluids she felt
his member thick and semi hard with the condom still firmly in place.  Her fingers ran down its length and back up to the soft nestle of curls.  Images of what they just shared pulsed in her mind and through her womb and sex. 

As if sensing her need miraculously his dick hardened coming to attention at her fingertips.  That’s when she became aware that Heath’s breathing pattern had changed and he was very much awake in every sense of
the word.  Ophelia looked up into clear blue eyes and clambered to secure her balance as he lifted her and positioned her sex directly over him.

“Let’s see if we can get more than one use out this condom.”

Heath surged up and into her with such force it took her breath away.   He gave the phrase “riding him” a totally new meaning.   It took him three forward thrust to get fully into her even though she was wet he was really something to work with. The intense pressure of Heath’s heated width seared her tender flesh with wanton desire. Ophelia felt equal parts pain and pleasure with every stroke in her tender tissue. She tried and succeeded in matching his rhythm that made her pussy weep with joy. 

The thick push and pull of his dick was about to send her over the edge then he forced
her head down to meet his kiss and she lost her tempo and he powered into her at that angle.   Ophelia felt like a rag doll being pummeled on a steel pole.   She lay on his chest as he gripped her ass tightly maneuvering her up and down to meet his thrust.  Feeling the heat of his skin, Ophelia felt his desire for her and his tenderness. Whenever she looked up into his eyes they were fixed upon her with an intensity that resembled adoration. His touch though firm was filled with reverence

Wh
en Heath slowed the tempo he was holding her close with one hand on her back and one hand cradled in the crack of her ass.  Ophelia knew what was coming next.  She felt the pressure of one thick digit work forcefully into her anus.  The upward thrust of Heath pelvis and slick coating of sweat on her body assisted his finger in breaching the tightly ringed opening.  

What was it when men and her ass. The answer to that was her ass.
To men it was the perfect round receptacle for planting cock. Every man she ever dated was fascinated with her ass, spanking it, licking it, fingering it, fucking it. Heath was no different except in the fact that he was managing to stroke in and out of her ass in perfect synchronization. 

T
he orgasm that swept over her caught her so off guard she screamed her release as he continued his onslaught on her ass and cunt.  She shivered as wave after wave of euphoria left her weak and lethargic.  Heath held her through them all and then she felt him pull out of her anus gently before he lifted her and placed her on her knees face down ass offered up to his every whim. 

Heath covered her, his chest to her back before easing into her from behind.  This angle made him fe
el huge and again he had to firmly work into her pussy with slow determined strokes.  Still recovering from her orgasm she lay under him submissively as he reached around her and began to thrum her clit at a similar pace to his thrusts.  Heath filled her so thoroughly and completely all she was able to do was accept what he was willingly offering her.   Ophelia felt the tingling pressure course up her spine to her nipples, down to her womb and the walls of her sex as Heath pumped over her and into her forcefully. 

She could hear herself moaning and grunting with each thrust but was powerless to stop herself. 
Ophelia wanted this.  This was the most powerless position a woman could be in and she trusted Heath. He whispered to her things only a man would say in the heat of passion.  His masculine scent surrounded her as he claimed her.  Ophelia believed it to be a claiming of sorts as she had never felt like this in any other man’s arms. 

He
ath held her close stroking her body with his free hand never allowing her to move or scoot away from his constant thrusting. Ophelia enjoyed his dominance and she gave herself over to it fully.  He worried her clit and fucked her pussy so good Ophelia felt tears leave her eyes as she came again two more times the final release so deliciously powerful she lost consciousness. 

Ophelia woke to a tumult of erotic images and the heat of a warm body wrapped around her.  She smiled when she remembered the details of their night together.
  Late into the night or early morning after he had thoroughly pleasured her again they kissed and talked.  Heath told her about his family and years in the military the things that concerned and mattered to him.  She told him about her family and hopes for the future.  Ophelia never once mentioned her failed engagement mostly because she didn’t want to ruin the moment. 

Heath touched her
with his solemn nature and Ophelia understood what true intimacy felt like in those fleeting hours before dawn.  He listened to her and asked questions that she had asked herself. His strong hands had caressed her all over and even now he held her as if he would never let her go.  There was a tender quality in every kiss.  Ophelia could feel him stirring and was loath to let the intimacy they shared end.  Being here with Heath felt right, hell it felt good.  She missed that feeling and really she had never experienced it quite like this. 

Ophelia was treated to passionate kisses when he woke and contrary to what she might have thought in the bright light of the morning there was no discomfort or feelings of estrangement.  Heath was the same attentive lover in the bright light of day
as he had been in the seductive darkness of night.  After showering together they both prepared the morning meal and languished in bed talking and enjoying each other for the rest of the morning and afternoon. 

There was no
thought the body shop regarding her vehicle, or contacting her parents, just this moment with Heath and how he made her feel.  Heath had confided that he did have a cell phone but he hadn’t charged or used it in months.  Ophelia could adopt Heath’s need for privacy as she had no desire to let the rest of the world intrude on their tryst. Dining on left-overs the couple lounged on the couch learning about each other as they absently watched a movie until Heath lead them back to bed and restful sleep.

*********

Sweat dripped from every point on her body, the sheets were matted with the combined moisture of their bodies as Heath worked over her, in her and she strained to match his every move.  Their day had been busily filled with activity but nothing like the workout she was getting tonight.  Heath had awakened her early so they could go into town and see about her car.  Parts would be ordered and repairs could take several days once they arrived.

They transferred her belonging
s to Heath truck and drove to her new home.   Ophelia’s parents had made some upgrades to her aunt’s house.  Newly painted and furnished her mother had managed to keep just enough of her aunt’s belongings so the place didn’t feel foreign to her.  They even stocked the pantry with everyday essentials. 

Heath roamed through her new home inspecting the upgrades and looking for anything that might be in need of repair while
Ophelia called her family and thanked them for their thoughtfulness.  She found him in the back storage room checking out one of two generators her uncle had installed in the home. 

“This is quality equipment…you’re ready for a blizzard or
a bad thunderstorm.  This house has been well maintained.”

“Good to know
, although I wouldn’t know what to do if there was a blizzard,” she said as she walked into his embrace.  It amazed her at how affectionate they were with each other.  She dated Darnell for over four years and never once did she feel as secure in showing her emotions with him.  She literally couldn’t stop herself from touching or kissing a man she had barely known for seventy two hours.

“Not to worry… you have me to teach you whatever you need to know and I have a few ideas on how to pass the time when the power’s out.”  She laughed as he lifted
her in an exaggerated bear hug. 

“Let’s get the rest of your things inside.  Do you want to stay the night here?” He turned to see her response.  “We can if you like.  I’ve got nothing pressing and I can certainly stay and help you get situated.” 
Ophelia smiled at him.  Just like that Heath had endeared himself to her. Heath was so thoughtful kind, and sexy.  For now he was hers, at least that’s what she was going to choose to believe. 

“Another time…let’s go back to your place tonight.” 

They stayed long enough for her to unpack some luggage and get reacquainted with her new home.  Unlike Heath, she did have a newly mounted HD television in her living room.  Ophelia didn’t turn it on instead they talked as they worked arranging the few items she had brought with her from Chicago.  She sold most of the furniture and only took what she could pack in her car.  They got back to his cabin later that afternoon and after grilling burgers they sat outside around the fire pit enjoying each other’s company until the fire died out and the comfort of the cabin beckoned them. 

Ophelia felt more herself around Heath, she felt no fear when she took his hand and led him into the bedroom.   The knowledge that he lusted for her, thought she was beautiful empowered her.  She had always wanted to examine a man’s body, to touch and taste it and so tonight she would.  Heath smiled and laughed when she began to undress him and then he beca
me acutely aware that she wanted his permission to have her way with him. 

Ophelia
hastily undressed and joined him on the bed and similar to his actions the night before she began to touch, kiss and explore Heath.  She loved his masculine scent, she took her time caressing his chest and arms kissing his abdomen sucking his fingers which she noticed got a rise from that part of Heath she wanted explore at great length…no pun intended.

Ophelia
loved the warm feel of his skin and the hard muscle underneath.  She lovingly licked and sucked the thick muscles of his upper thighs and briefly buried her face in the soft curls that announced his manhood.  So lost in her attentions to his inner thighs she was surprised to hear his heavy moans when she nipped the sensitive skin.  The knowledge that she was affecting him as thoroughly as he had aroused her emboldened her to snake her tongue and lick the underside of his ball sac.   His hands were immediately gripping her shoulders as he arched his back; mouth open. 

Op
helia loved his scent, clean and forest scented man…her tongue delved into the silken like tissue that was hyper-sensitive to every flick of her tongue.  She felt him tense and breathe deeply as she held his manhood erect and pulsing aloft as she sucked the delicate under-skin.  Ophelia heard him swear and growl out her name.  She released him and nipped the juncture at his thigh and pubic bone. She thought Heath was going to come up off the bed so she did it again opening her mouth wider to cover more territory. 

Heady with the power she had over him Ophelia licked
and sucked at the base underside of his cock.  This time Heath did moan and his hand was palming the back of her head.  She sucked harder slowly inching her way to the massive mushroom tip of his cock.   Her pussy pulsed with each grunt and deep groan from Heath.  Ophelia could feel the blood rush into his dick, feel it pulse when her tongue did something that excited him.  His skin burned her tongue she wanted to taste him, wanted to wrap her mouth around his thick cock’s head. 

Op
helia looked into his eager eyes, as her tongue snaked around his pulsing thickness.  She held his eyes momentarily and Heath was fierce in his need for her.  Then she was on him and she watched his eyes close in utter rapture. His body jerked involuntarily as she took him deeper in her mouth.  Her pussy wept for him with each ragged breath as she sank down taking more of him into mouth until she could take no more.