Bon Appétit

He again kissed her, passionately and with abandon, his bare body pressed tight against Christine. She could feel his every bone, as she rubbed his arms and soon caressed Erik's chest.

"Erik, how horribly thin you are." Christine murmured as she ran her hands along Erik's chest. Erik was rapidly becoming afraid as Christine began to explore his body.

He had never been nude with a woman before, much less had a woman kiss his chest and his nipples. Christine was gently kissing Erik's body, moving down to his stomach.

She caressed his sides, exploring for the first time in her life a man's actual body. Erik was above her moaning in desire as Christine began to feel the gentle hair that caressed his hard manhood.

Gently she reached out and grasped his swollen shaft, as Erik suddenly shrieked in desire. Christine had never seen what a man's private area looked like, and she couldn't even see it now.

However, she was not going to anger her Angel, and kept the black sash upon her eyes as she stroked Erik's hard shaft.

Erik himself was losing control as Christine explored his manhood. He desperately wanted to throw her on the bed and take her forcefully. It almost felt as if he would explode while Christine rubbed him in a gentle, tender manner.

"Christine..Christine." He groaned as Christine began to kiss his thighs, and moved down to his legs. He was positively brimming with desire as Christine began to move back upwards.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her up fast as he threw her on the bed.

Christine fell into the sheets in surprise as Erik suddenly leaped upon her.

He began to kiss her with intense, sharp kisses. Christine felt Erik's strong hands teasing and manipulating her breasts. He kissed her nipples and gently rubbed her breasts with his fingers.

Christine bucked her hips as Erik explored every pore of her skin, not leaving a bit untouched. Erik had never been able to touch a woman, nor become this close to one.

He needed to know every inch of Christine's body; how it moved, how it tasted, and how she enjoyed it. He kissed her breasts, her arms, and even her armpits.

He tenderly bit at her stomach, tracing the gentle curve that sloped downward to her private area. She had a soft, short nest of hair that Erik ran his fingers through.

Gently Erik leaned down and blew a warm pocket of air that made the hair dance. Christine moaned in delight and Erik did it again. He gently bent to kiss Christine's warmth, and Christine shrieked in pleasure, "Erik, I need you!"

Erik gently licked Christine's warmth, letting his tounge explore past the hair and into the soft, pink folds. His own manhood was beginning to scream in pain, and Erik noticed Christine was rather wet.

He gently touched the wetness, allowing his fingers to touch the pink skin that serenaded Christine's feminine area. Suddenly Christine began to clench the sheets and moan, and Erik realized she liked it when he touched her.

No woman had ever liked when he came within two feet of them, but now Christine was begging him to make love to her.

He gently touched the softness of Christine's body, pressing his fingers deeper into her warmth.

Christine herself was lost within her pleasure. Erik had teased and tormented her, kissing every square inch of her mundane body as if she were a goddess, and now he was tenderly caressing her most intimate area.

Christine shrieked as her desire mounted, while Erik breathed heavily and asked, "Do you like that?" He was pressing his fingers deep inside Christine, and she moaned, "Oh yes, Please Erik!"

Erik continued to press harder as his warm shaft dripped with wetness. He was exceedingly excited as Christine bucked her hips into his fingers. He pressed harder until he came to a small barrier.

Christine shrieked and Erik's heart beat as he asked, "Did I hurt you?" He began to stop but Christine nodded her head no. "Please don't stop. Erik, take my virginity!"

Erik rubbed Christine's warm feminine area as he beat his two fingers inside her. He hit the barrier again and pulled his fingers away, but continued to press against Christine's body as she began to moan.

Christine felt a strange, pleasurable sensation from Erik's pressure, and soon she found herself in the grips of an intense, climatic pleasure that ripped through her body and claimed her intimacy with sensual convulsions.

Suddenly she felt Erik on top of her, and he shoved his hot, warm shaft deep against the barrier.

She felt a slight shock of pain and was soon swept away with Erik's gentle thrusts. She bucked her hips to his body and he gripped her shoulders. Erik groaned as he pressed into Christine; the pain in his manhood giving way to the most intense pleasure he had ever known.

He thrust hard and fast into Christine, claiming her body as he moaned. Christine's thighs held his legs as he grasped her shoulders.

Erik leaned down and kissed Christine, letting his tounge dance with hers as his pleasure peaked. Christine felt herself being pounded by Erik's force.

He dug his fingers into her shoulder as he kissed her fervently. She desolately clung to his back as he thrust harder and harder, pushing her body into the bed.

She screamed as pleasure tinged her senses, and Erik suddenly began to thrust so hard she felt a bit of pain.

His hard shaft hit against her insides, and Christine moaned as both pain and pleasure gripped her body. Erik pressed his hands into Christine's breasts as he felt his hot shaft begin to explode. He screamed as pleasure ripped through his body, pulsating around his manhood as he spilled his seed into Christine.

He continued to thrust as he gripped Christine's breasts, and slowly he began to stop. He breathed heavily as he lay atop Christine, her warm hands gently stroking his back. Christine kissed his forehead, and he claimed her mouth with his, a passionate, soft embrace.

They laid together for a few moments, catching their breath.

Soon Erik looked down at Christine and smiled, although she couldn't see it. "My sweet, beloved Christine." He murmured as he tenderly ran his fingers through her hair.

Christine smiled at him and ran her hands along his arms, asking quietly. "Please, please, let me see." Erik bit his lip as he rolled off of Christine, looking into the distance.

Christine sat up beside him and ran her hand along his shoulder. "In time my dearest. I promise." Erik slipped Christine's hand into his and leaned towards her.

He pulled what was left of the sheets up around Christine and whispered, "I shall sing for you. Is that all right?"

Christine nodded her head and Erik began to sing a gentle lullaby.

When Christine had nodded off to slumber, Erik untied the black sash and looked down at Christine's soft, closed eyes. He kissed her lips tenderly and went into his room.

Erik pulled on a dark blue robe along with a mask and sat at the organ piano.