Nothing Like the First Time(24)

     



 

Soon Grey's hands could be felt pulling me closer so that he could use  his fingers to play me like a melody-I was riding the high and the  warmth was soon at boiling point. As he sped up his pace, I began to  come around his fingers and that delicious tongue of his. He sat back  and I watched as he slowly put his fingers to his lips and sucked my  essence from them, moaning in delight as he did. Standing from the  floor, he lay me back and I wriggled further up the bed. I could feel  his eagerness as he maneuvered himself above me-he held himself on his  upper arms and leaned down to claim my mouth. I could taste traces of  myself and it made a small flame flicker in my belly. I was more than  ready for whatever he had planned.

As Grey's lips devoured mine, I reached down and guided him inside me. I  needed this and I would go on needing this for the rest of my life.  Grey lifted me slightly from the bed so that he could push deeper inside  me and I felt him fill me up in a way that I had missed over the years  and craved time and time again in my days alone-but he was here now, and  from this moment on, I planned to do everything I could to make him as  happy as he made me. As he moved deeper and harder inside me, he  quickened his pace-I was only too happy to match the rhythm and help us  reach the ultimate goal of our united climax. I could feel it building  inside me and saw by the look in his eyes that Grey was close  too-moments later we were both spilling over into the best kind of  ecstasy there was.







As we entered the karaoke bar that night, I was still feeling the  giddiness from earlier in the evening. We ordered drinks and sat at a  small table not far from where the small stage was set. Grey held my  hand in his and smiled that broad smile of his-he was up to something, I  could just tell.

We'd been there about ten minutes-listening to people singing and  watching them give it their all-when the host of the evening called a  name out that was all too familiar. Mine. I looked at Grey and he smiled  sheepishly at me. I wanted to sit down and say no, refuse to budge from  my seat, but I knew that was churlish and pointless.

I walked to the stage, and before I had chance to choose a song to sing,  I was given the microphone and the words to a song flashed up on the  screen. It was a song I knew by heart so I didn't watch the screen as  the words flowed from my mouth.

I poured my heart into singing the beautiful song, locking gazes with Grey throughout.

When I was done, I left the stage with wobbly legs. It was funny how I  hadn't been nervous while I was singing, but as the crowd in the bar  applauded, I felt butterflies in my tummy. The next few people sang a  mixture of songs, old and new. I sat listening and smiling. I might have  had mixed feelings about going to a karaoke bar, but it actually wasn't  bad.

I waited until Grey left the table to go to the gents before going to  the host and signing Grey up to sing-I'd have my revenge-but I left the  song choice open to Grey. When he returned to the table and heard his  name called, he smiled at me and I'm sure my heart skipped a beat.

Grey made his way to the stage, said something that I couldn't hear, and  then he turned to face the crowd. He opened his mouth and his velvety  voice burst into song.

I sat mesmerized and the noise in the bar fell to a dull whisper as  their attention was caught by Grey. I could see all the women lusting  after him and the looks in the men's eyes said they wanted to be him. I  realized just what a lucky woman I was.

As the song ended, the whole bar erupted into applause-I stood clapping  my hands together as he made his way back toward me. He wrapped his arms  around me and placed his lips over mine. The eyes of the whole room  were upon us and I didn't care one bit, let them stare.







As we arrived back at my place, Grey waited until we were inside before  nudging the door shut and wrapping me in his embrace. His lips claimed  mine in a kiss that was rough, yet passionate. The day old stubble on  his face tickled as he kissed his way to my ear.

"Take your clothes off," he whispered.

I took my coat off and hung it from the rack, then I pulled off my boots  and placed them on the shoe rack. I pulled my t-shirt over my head,  dropping it on the floor in the hall. Next to go were my jeans-Grey's  eyes were captivated by the sight of me shimmying out of them. I was  left in my bra and panties as I wandered up the stairs, Grey stood at  the bottom watching me go up. I discarded my bra next and threw it over  my shoulder.

"Leave the panties on," Grey's voice came from right behind me-I hadn't heard him closing in on me.

"Whatever you desire," I said in a sultry voice that even Jodie would be proud of.         

     



 

Grey took my hand in his and led me into the bedroom. He shut the door  behind us and pulled me to him-he turned us round so my back was to the  door and hooked my one leg around him. Pulling my panties to one side,  he slid one finger inside me.

"Mmm …  you're so wet already," he breathed against my neck as he nibbled his way down one side.

"And it's all for you, baby," I whispered into his ear.

After making me come up against the door, my legs were jelly as he  lifted me and carried me to the bathroom. He placed me on my feet inside  the shower and stripped down to join me. I turned the water on and slid  down to my knees-I looked up at Grey, who smiled his approval at me. He  stepped into the shower, pulling the door closed so we wouldn't get the  bathroom wet.







After a good night's sleep, I woke with my alarm at 7:30 a.m. I was  working the breakfast shift at Jim's. I looked over at Grey, who was  lying on his stomach with the blanket pooling around his waist-he looked  so handsome and peaceful that I didn't want to wake him. I took a quick  shower, pulled my hair into a bun, so as not to wake Grey by  blow-drying it, and then applied a little makeup. I left for work at  8:30, leaving a note on the pillow for Grey.

I pulled into my usual parking space and walked into work. Jim smiled as I entered the office to put my purse into my locker.

"Morning, sunshine," he said in his fatherly tone.

"Good morning, Jim," I said as I put my apron on.

"You look chipper for such an early shift."

"Do I?"

"You sure do. Kenya will be pleased to have such a happy person showing her the ropes."

"Kenya?" I asked, never having heard the name mentioned before.

"Yeah, she's the new girl. She's meant to work Saturday nights but I thought we'd ease her into that one gently."

"Oh, right. She here yet?"

"Nope, not until 9."

"Okay I'll go and make sure the sugar dispensers are full and wait for her."

"Thanks, Carly," he replied with a large smile.

I made my way out into the restaurant and set about some of the smaller  tasks that would bore Kenya. At 9 a.m. I unlocked the doors and waited  for the usual morning patrons to arrive. Kenya was just pulling up as I  set the sign to ‘Open.' She walked in with a big smile on her gorgeous  face. Skin like chocolate and eyes of the most amazing green, she was  every inch the kind of woman our male patrons would go goo-goo for. Now  we just had to see what her manner was like and if she could do her job  worth a damn.

"Morning, you must be Carly," she said as she held her hand out for me to shake.

"And you must be Kenya." I smiled and shook hands with her.

I let her into Jim's and showed her to the back office to put her things  away and grab an apron. I showed her where the staff break room was and  told her about the staff we had. She said she'd already met Jason a  couple of nights ago.

"Yeah, we really hit it off, ya know?" she said, totally at ease in her surroundings. I was beginning to like her already.

"Jason's a good guy. Handsome, too!" I remarked.

"Oh he's a mighty fine specimen, all right. Don't hurt none that his ass is super cute, too!"

I laughed a real belly laugh at that and she joined in. I began to show her the ropes as our regulars trickled in.

My shift seemed to pass by quickly as Kenya made everything so much more  fun. Soon it was time to clock out and go home to my man. I made my way  to the office and knocked in case Jim was busy.

"Come in," he called from the other side of the door.

I walked in, took my apron off, and put it in my locker as I retrieved my purse.

"So how did it go?" Jim asked.

"She's a really nice girl. She works hard but she makes everything so much more fun."

"Good to know." He smiled in that way of his.

"Yeah, she should fit right in. Now, if you don't need me any further, I'm off home to my man."

"You go home to Grey, hun, we have things covered here."

"See you tomorrow," I said as I turned on my heel to leave.

I drove home with my music on quite loudly. I loved blasting my tunes on  such a beautiful day. As I pulled up at the house, I noticed Grey's car  was missing. Trying not to be too disappointed, I walked up to the  house and let myself in.