It had been too long since they had seen each other, or at least that's what both of them thought, and all she wanted was to hug him, hold him close to her small body, her hands clasping his neck as if he was to leave her again and never come back. So small and light, nine-year-old girl slid over him, her little hand stroked his loving face as her moistened lips came to bear on the two solid dots on his beating chest. He sat back up saying, "No, no. Stop." They both took a breath as they wondered what the other was thinking.

"Don't do this, there is so much more. What do you want? What does your body crave and your mind yearn?" He looked at the little girl with loving, inquisitive eyes; eyes that wondered over and over again how something so small, so soft could be so beautiful and precious. Only nine, he thought. She's only nine but I love her more than the whole world...

"I want you to touch me," she said softly, listening to her body. "I want you to uncover me and touch me." In response his arms moved up in parallel, removing the dainty nighty her mother had recently added to her collection. His finger trickled down over her, tingling a bit, but in a sensuous way. "Touch my nipples," his little empress continued to instruct him.

Moving his finger down, they slowly graced the outer most tip, nothing more. Then they returned and as they pinched, gave her two little twists, back and forth as they leaned in to kiss. Passionately they did so, feeling her small chest against his, stroking his heart... so dangerously.

Resting his body down slowly on the bed, little girl rested on top of him, kissing his neck with her moist lips as he did the same. Sending waves of every muscular spasm through them, their hips found motion and would press against the others slightly, through no thought of their own, just in response to the delicacies that were being torn apart with slender tongues.

Soon, his lips began to get incredibly sensitive, almost beyond the point of pleasure. As they did so, he let go of hers due to the weakness of his mind over his body and, through shortened and deeper breaths, said, "I want to be inside you... I want to be inside you... Please..." Sighing, his body died down, but his lips, more powerfully than ever before, made their own vow and launched themselves on her vulnerable ear.

It took not very many seconds for little girl's tiny body to crash down against his in a spasm of joy, her pink lips becoming painfully sensitive, but his lips never parted. Calling out his name she whispered in joy "I need you to love me... I want you all around me."

His hands seem to move like two entire, yet separate entities, over her, in her, around her. The one on the outside... it seemed to move fast, but it wasn't. Little girl could never guess where it would go or what it would do. Stroke her, press her, move her, make her move, make her cry out, make her head move because his hands were everywhere and her nine-year-old mind couldn't keep up. Her heart rate doubled with every touch, her breathing... it was too far behind and desparate. It became heavy as her whole naked body began to shudder. In her, around her, again in her... everywhere in her. The child's breathing became so erratic she began to continually utter the word 'oh' in a shaky voice. Over her, moving her, surrounding her, teasing her, gently pulling her.

Finally his hands guided her as she turned and rested her small back on him, his arms surrounding her small frame. Throughout the everlasting moment that followed, his hands did not leave her, but their lips closed in a tender kiss, again and again... over and over and over again.

The End