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Nothing Like the First Time(13)

By:Keren Hughes


After undoing my jeans and pushing them off my legs, he went back to  kissing me. His feather-light kisses and touches made me want to melt  into a puddle right there and then but I had to hold myself together. He  made his way down between my thighs and kissed up and down each leg  before making his way to my already hot, wet sex.

"Mmm …  you taste like paradise," he whispered against my skin, making me shudder.

I moaned as he inserted one finger inside me.

"Ohhh Grey … " I moaned into the night. He pushed me closer to that  ecstasy as he inserted a second finger and used them both to make me  reach the point of no return-only for him to stop just before I could  orgasm. It was then that he used his tongue to work me back up to that  point. He pushed me closer and closer to the edge until I was coming in  waves.

I stifled a scream by biting my lip.

Grey came up for air and it was then that I realized he was still fully  dressed, so I moved from underneath him to on top of him momentarily as I  removed the jumper he had been wearing, then made short work of taking  his jeans off, too.

He was rock hard as I peeled his boxers slowly down his legs. I made my  way back up and licked him with the lightest of touches from the base to  the tip. I repeated this a couple of times, teasing moans from him  before I made my way to the head of his throbbing cock. I opened my  mouth and put it around the head in one swift move. I sucked and licked a  little before going all the way down and using my hand to hold him  while I worked my way up and down him in slow, rhythmic motions. As his  moans increased and his fingers worked their way into my hair, I used my  hand and mouth to bring him the same sweet ecstasy I had experienced  just moments ago. This was what I loved, taking my time and making Grey  mine, completely, wholly and inexorably.

"Oh Carly …  Carly …  please …  I want you now!" Grey panted.

"Oh baby, I'm taking my time …  I've been waiting for this for too long," I  said as my hand worked him over before I made my way back with my lips.

I teased and sucked and gently rubbed my tongue up and down the length  of his shaft. This elicited a moan from his beautiful mouth and his body  wriggled below me. His hands gripped my hair and I knew he was so close  to the edge that another minute or so of this and he would be spent. I  kept the same rhythm for a few seconds longer before increasing my speed  and taking him fully in my mouth, waiting for him to explode.         

     



 

That inevitable moment came and Grey moaned loudly as he came in my  mouth. He was momentarily spent, so I made my way up to his lips and the  taste of each other mingled in our kiss.

"I love you, Carls," he whispered against my mouth.

"And I love you, Grey," I said as I rubbed my hand up and down him,  knowing that in minutes he would be ready for me to climb on top of him  and make love to him the way I knew he couldn't resist.

It turned out I was right, as only a few minutes later, he pulled me to  him and the next words that escaped his lips were "Ride me, baby,  please … "

"But of course," I said as I placed one leg on the other side of him and  guided him gently to the entrance of my sweet spot. I was hot, wet, and  oh so ready to claim Greyston as mine once more. I slowly lowered  myself onto him and the incoherent moan that escaped his lips told me  all I needed to know-he was mine for the taking.

We lay out on the dock making love for what seemed an age. After I rode  him, he swiftly maneuvered himself above me and placed my legs up on his  shoulders. I could feel him deep inside me where he belonged-he moved  gently at first, building speed and rhythm as he went. I couldn't help  the sounds that passed my lips and I didn't care if anyone heard-this  was what we had both needed since he had come back home.

"Fuck me, baby, please," I uttered as he moved my legs around his waist  and entered me with one hard thrust. His one hand rested on the dock to  support himself while the other was playing with my breasts-making each  nipple taut and erect. His mouth came crashing down over mine as we both  came at the same time, muffled sounds of us moaning into each other's  mouths as though this was our little secret.

"Goddamn it, Carly, marry me?" he asked as he lay beside me and wrapped me around him.

"Don't be silly," I answered as I snuggled down and rested my head on his chest, feeling his heart racing against my cheek.

"I'm not, I'm being deadly serious. Marry me. Put all this silliness  behind us. Please?" he asked as he lifted my chin so that we were face  to face. He placed a chaste kiss on my lips and rephrased the question.

"Carly Summers, would you do me the honor of being my wife?"

"I …  I …  ask me when you're sober and I'll think about it," was all I  could say. I wanted to say yes-of course I did. But I couldn't help but  think he was asking in the heat of the moment.

We lay on the dock, our clothes strewn everywhere-the blanket and shared  body warmth the only things keeping us from freezing our butts off. We  lay side by side, looking up at the sky as it turned from purple to inky  black.

"Let's go inside," I mumbled sleepily.

No reply came so I looked at Grey and saw that he was asleep. I didn't  want to disturb him, so I wrapped myself around him and pulled the  blanket tighter around us before falling asleep to the sound of his  heart.

The next morning, I woke up before Grey. I gently moved from out of the  blanket and found my clothes. I got dressed and then lay back down  beside this handsome man who I was head over heels in love with, whether  I chose to admit it or not. He was a sight to behold-with his chiseled  jaw and soulful eyes-though they were closed, so I couldn't peer into  their depths.

A little while later, Grey woke up and called for me. I was down at the  edge of the dock with my feet in the water. He made his way down to me,  collecting his clothes along the way.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said as he came to a stop beside me.

"Good morning," I replied with a smile. I looked up to kiss him as he bent over me.

He got dressed and sat at the water's edge with me. He pulled the blanket around our shoulders.

"I wasn't drunk last night, you know," he blurted out of nowhere.

"Really? It seemed like you were a little tipsy, you were asking me silly questions, after all."

"Hmm …  Should we go inside?" he asked, avoiding the subject of his proposal.

"Perhaps," I replied.

We got up and I picked up my shoes before walking up the dock and into the house.

"Good morning, were you two out for a stroll in the fresh air?" Naomi greeted us as we walked through the door.

"Yes, it's a beautiful morning," Grey replied coolly, though I did see the hint of a smile on his face.

"Well, get washed up and ready for breakfast," she said as she puttered  about the kitchen, making all the things for a full-cooked breakfast.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked as Grey went to wash his hands.

"No, sweetie, I have it under control, but thank you," she replied as she moved to take care of the fried eggs.         

     



 

"Okay," I said with a smile as I entered the small washroom Grey had just vacated.







After eating, Grey and I did the washing up. I washed while he dried. He  hadn't said much over breakfast. Come to think of it, he hadn't said  much all morning.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked as I passed him the last plate to be dried.

"I'm good. Why?" he asked in a quiet voice.

"You just haven't said much."

"I'm okay, really. I'm just a little sore from sleeping on a wooden dock  all night, but I couldn't bring that up at breakfast, could I?" he  whispered.

Just then my phone began to ring. I dried my hands and fished it out of my jeans pocket.

"Hey, where on earth have you been?" came Jodie's voice as I answered.

"I'm …  umm …  with Grey," I answered in a slightly embarrassed tone. I  hadn't told Jodie I was going to the lake house and I hadn't told her I  was staying away for the night. I hadn't realized at the time that I  would stay overnight, it hadn't even occurred to me.

"Wow, are you two, you know, an item now?" she probed in her usual ‘casual but nosy' tone.

"We haven't really talked about that," I said as I made my way out of  the door and signaled Grey to stay where he was. I walked down the dock  before blurting out that he had proposed.

"He what?" she all but yelled down my ear.

"Yeah, he asked me to marry him. I didn't think he was serious but now I think I've hurt his feelings."

"Wow, so what are you going to do? How have you hurt his feelings? Please, spill all the gossip!"

I recounted the night before, leaving out the details of us making love.  When I had finished my story, she was quiet for a moment.

"Well, for what it's worth, I think he was serious, and you not saying  yes right away has probably knocked his pride. I think you two need to  sit and talk properly," she said in her serious tone, by which I knew  she thought I was an idiot for not saying yes. But there were things to  consider and on top of that, yes-the proposal was spontaneous and  romantic but also, who proposes just after making love?