"Put your tongue inside... please..."

She spoke in a whisper, too shy to say what she so desperately wished for at a normal volume. Her face was flushed and turned to her right with delicate hands barely covering half of her face. Her eyes squeezed shut, daring not to open and witness the sight of my face in between her slightly parted legs.

I couldn't help but smile inside, thinking back to when I first knew her.

Elaine, my dearest childhood friend. She was always so soft and fragile, like laced fabric. The smallest touch of roughness and the threads threatened to unravel. She'd always been seen alone at school with her eyes fixated on the floor.

I sat behind her in physics class when I spoke to her first, though we'd been living next to each other since elementary school. We'd never been acquainted, though. Me being the party goer and delinquent type, I didn't see her much outside of the times I had spotted her reading a book in her backyard from my window. So my curiosity was piqued! I wanted to know more about my mysterious neighbor, so before class started, I tapped her shoulder.

She was staring out of the window next to us, a faint impassiveness behind her green eyes - the same every time I'd seen her.

Elaine gently moved her gaze to me, and then her whole body seemed to recoil as she realized someone was trying to talk to her.

".. yes?" She spoke at an almost inaudible volume.

"Hi! I believe you're my neighbor. We seem to move in different social circles, though, so I've never had a chance to talk to you. My name is Sam!" I said before extending my hand out.

"Mm-my name is ... Elaine. Nice to meet you." I barely heard her say.

"Wow, you talk so quietly!" I chuckled and sat back into my chair.

She didn't say anything, and instead, she looked down and turned her body away. But I wanted her to look at me again with those light green eyes that returned to their previous spot peering out of the window. But before I could speak again the teacher announced that class had started.

"Dammnit," I thought, scratching the back of my head and then leaning forward in my chair. "This elusive little minx always slips through my fingers."

I'd tried to find her after school that day, but alas, she was nowhere to be found even on the walk home...

I slid my tongue slowly inside of her, coming back to the present after the sensation of lovely pale and slender fingers lightly passed through strands of hair on top of my head. I stopped when my whole tongue had entered her and looked up with loving and protective eyes at the most precious thing in the entire world to me - Elaine.

A soft moan poured out of her, and I could sense the relief from her. She had no need for words as I had carefully learned her body's language like I was studying an artwork. And hers was truly a work of beauty.

I pulled my tongue slowly out of her and before pushing it back in I said in a low voice, "You don't have to be embarassed lain, but I do really love to hear your voice asking me for something. Such a good girl you are, and I'm happy to oblige"

She squirmed at that, moving her hands to grip the sheets. Her stomach was rising and falling faster than before.

"Oh baby I know you want to cum for me but forgive me for wanting to savor this beautifully quiet moment only I get to share with you. I promise it'll be worthwhile." I thought to myself feeling her frustration at the slowness of my movements.

Getting her to let me into her world was like pulling teeth. This very moment reminded me of how agonizingly slow she had let down her sturdy brick walls for me. I was remembering all the times she had evaded me and looked at me like I was crazy for wanting to hear her speak. Over time, though I had discovered why.

She had a rough life at home and her father was a violent drunk. She never told me but I had figured it out after seeing her with bruises and cowering in fear at any swift or loud movements. It made me feel incredibly happy the times she would sneak out into my room late at night after her dad passed out. I longed for her smile and I longed to offer any sort of solace for a girl who accepted pain as her responsibility. As if she deserved it? I hated to think about it.

I wrapped my arms around her legs pulling her in closer to my mouth, breathing into her.

"So warm.. ahhh!" She let out another small moan. Her voice. Nothing in this world makes me feel more special than when this girl who rarely speaks, lets me of all people hear it. How will she react when I make her climax this time? I was excited to know.

She threw her head back as I replaced my tongue inside of her with fingers, slowly at first but with a gradual build. Smiling once again to myself I could hear her voice crack and she breathed and moaned, still quietly.

I felt a wetness around my fingers become more prominent.

" Laine, please open your eyes. I want you to see something."

She obeyed my request, hesitantly. When she opened her eyes I took my two fingers out of her and slowly, so so slowly licked them like it was the best thing I'd ever tasted. "Laine you taste so perfect. And you look so pretty with your face in that expression. "

Her eyes glistened with emotion, "you promise?"

I nodded enthusiastically, "Yes baby. I promise. You make me so so happy and now I want to return the favor. So I'm going to make you cum now okay? Don't be scared to be loud."

"I trust you" She whispered and it touched my ears softly. She'd said my favorite words to ever come out of her mouth.

I slid my fingers back inside of her and put my mouth to work on the top of her pretty pussy - right at the small clump of nerves.

As I built her up to an orgasm she began to tremble and shake, like the love I was thrusting into her was overwhelming her. Then she stopped moving suddenly gripping my hair and forming her mouth into an "O".

"Can you feel how much I love you Laine?" I thought to myself as she finally reached an orgasm she'd begged for moments ago.

And I heard it, only me, the sound of her pleasure growing from the increased volume of her cries until she softly quieted down again and her breath slowed.

I wiped her honey off of my face and climbed over top of her, my arms holding my up on either side of her face. And then she opened her eyes again, light green above hot and reddened cheeks looked up at me.

"I love you, Sam" she said back to a whisper again.

And all I could think as I slowly sunk my dick into her was how I would stop at nothing to protect this precious flower and keep her safe for the rest of my life.