Nothing Like the First Time(28)

"I thought we could hire a tent for the back lawn, I know you have friends in high places."

"I can certainly call in a few favors, it won't be anything but the best. I wouldn't let you down on your big day!"

"Thank you, Mother," Grey said as he hugged her.

"Yes, thank you, Katrina," I said with a huge smile on my face.

"Well, we'd better get going, Mother, but Carly and you can make  arrangements for the reception over coffee or something. Let's get the  engagement party out of the way first, plan one event at a time."

"Safe journey home, both of you, and Carly, we'll get together soon, yes?"

"Of course, Katrina."

She pulled me in for a hug goodbye and then so did Aunt Lizzie.

The two women smiled at us. I knew they'd start their planning as soon as we left.

There wasn't much of the day left by the time we left Katrina's so we  went back to my place and I cooked my signature dish, lasagne with a  touch of Tabasco sauce to add a bit of a kick. We ate at the kitchen  island and talked about the wedding. We decided on an early night after a  tiring day, but I wanted to shower first.         

     



 

Grey turned my iPod dock on and joined me in the shower. I handed him  the shower gel and he worked some into a lather before helping wash me  down. First he washed my back, then down to my legs. Once he had done  that, he turned me to face him and washed down from my neck-the soap ran  down my chest and Grey caught it as it ran a trail between my breasts.

After washing the soap off me, he followed the water's trail with  feather-light kisses. He started at my neck, then traveled lower to kiss  his way between my breasts. My breathing hitched and I swear my heart  skipped a beat-Grey always could get my heart to beat in an irregular  pattern, or was that my imagination?

"Open your legs and brace yourself," came Grey's husky yet commanding voice.

I didn't trust my voice so I just complied. I braced myself against the  rail in the shower and watched as Grey kissed slowly down my torso, my  navel, and then stopped.

"Already so wet and inviting," he said as he touched me.

Again I didn't respond, just let him do whatever he was going to do.

He used his tongue and fingers to work me into a frenzy. I was breathing  more heavily and could feel the warmth pooling in my belly. Grey  must've known I was ready to climax because he moved his hand and used  his tongue to take me higher to reach that sweet release.

My body shuddered with aftershocks and Grey stood up to kiss me. The  kiss was passionate and I could taste myself on his lips. I could feel  his arousal pressed against my belly as he pulled me in close. The one  thing to be said about Grey is he isn't a selfish lover, he always makes  sure I climax. Now it was my turn to return the favor.

"Brace yourself against the rail, mister," I said as I swapped positions with him.

He did as he was told and I knelt in front of him. I flicked my tongue  over the top of him and his breath caught, as mine had minutes before.

His hardness was a sight to behold. I wanted to savor every moment we  had together, so I knelt looking at him for a few seconds before I  licked him from the base to the tip, making him breathe heavily in  anticipation. I did this another couple of times before taking just the  tip in my mouth. Grey's body shuddered as I took him in my hand and  knelt a little higher so I could take him into my mouth fully. I felt a  hand in my hair as I worked him slowly, teasing him.

A few minutes later, Grey's body language told me he was about to come,  so I worked him harder and faster until he exploded in my mouth and  shouted my name.

I stood up and kissed him-the taste of both of us mingled in our kiss  and I wanted more. I turned the shower off, handed Grey a towel, and got  out to dry myself quickly. I took his hand and led him into the  bedroom.

We got to the bed and I pushed Grey gently down onto the mattress. He  smiled at me and I was momentarily lost in the look in his hooded eyes. I  straddled him and kissed him, hungry for the taste of his sweet lips. I  rubbed myself against him. I was still wet and he was nearly ready for  me. A few moments of kissing and touching and he was standing to  attention once more.

I lowered myself onto him gently, feeling every inch of him fill me up.  There was nothing better than languishing in the feeling of my fiancé  inside me. I moved slowly, building a steady rhythm as I went. My hands  were on his chest, then I braced myself against his legs to give me more  friction. That warm feeling was starting inside me again and I knew it  would be over too soon if I sped up any. Grey's hands were roaming my  body, teasing my already taut nipples. He matched my rhythm as he moved  inside me. I knew that I couldn't hold off much longer, so I lowered  myself to him for a kiss, then increased my speed, my body needing to  take what it could get. A few moments later, I came undone in an  explosion of lights and colors. This heady feeling had me breathing  heavily and coming hard against Grey.

As I lay down beside him, Grey turned on his side to face me. He cupped my right cheek in his palm and leaned in to kiss me.

The iPod was still playing quietly in the background and "Then" by Brad Paisley began to play. Grey sang along.

A stray tear made its way down my cheek and Grey wiped it away with the pad of his thumb.

That night we fell asleep snuggled up to each other.







The next morning, Grey got a phone call and I decided to take a shower and leave him to take his call in private.

I turned the shower on hot and went about my morning routine. I was so  happy and in love. I could never have foreseen what was to come next.







Jodie and I went shopping for wedding stuff. We'd chosen the style for  the invitations. We'd made a seating plan in 3D so we could see the  tables and plan where to put people. Today we were meeting up with Naomi  so that we could shop for dresses for my maid of honor and bridesmaid. I  had chosen a couple of girls for flower girls and boys for ushers-I'd  have to get their outfits another day. Hopefully I'd be able to get Grey  his engagement ring, too.         

     



 

Naomi met up with us in a little café in the mall. We all had coffee then got on with our shopping.

"How about this dress?" Naomi asked, pointing to a strapless lavender dress that was absolutely gorgeous.

"Try it on. It looks perfect but it needs to feel right, you both need to be comfortable on the day."

Naomi and Jodie each took one in their size and went to the store's  changing rooms. I waited outside to see what my girls would look like.

A couple of minutes passed and then they both emerged. I was blown away.  Talk about the perfect dress. This was the most gorgeous one I had seen  out of all the dresses the girls had tried pointing out to me.

"You both look … " I started to cry and couldn't finish my sentence.

Jodie wrapped her arms around me while Naomi searched her bag for tissues.

"You ladies look fabulous. I know you probably think I'm saying that  because it's my job, but really …  wow," the shop assistant-Natalie  according to her name tag-said.

"Don't they just?" I said as I dried my eyes.

"They certainly do," Natalie replied with a smile.

"How does it feel on?" I asked the girls.

"It's so comfortable, Carly. It flows perfectly, there's room to breathe and room to dance," Jodie said.

"I second that!" Naomi said, smiling brightly at me.

"Then this is the one?" I asked.

"Yes!" came their reply in unison.

I was beyond pleased. They looked amazing and felt good, this was one of  the happiest moments I would feel in the next couple of weeks, though I  didn't realize it at the time.

We paid Natalie for the dresses and thanked her for her assistance. The bridal shop was next on our ‘to do' list.

I walked in and was surrounded by so many amazing dresses. I had already  chosen my dress online and was coming in for my first fitting.

"Ms. Summers?" the assistant asked.

"That's me," I said, shaking her outstretched hand.

She was a beautiful woman, older than I was but finely dressed with  perfectly manicured hands. I liked her warm tone of voice as she  introduced herself to the girls and me.

"I'm Ms. Gunn, though you can call me Carole."

She shook hands with the girls and smiled kindly at them.

"Let me get your dress, Ms. Summers. I'll take it to the fitting room  and help you into it. The girls can sit on the armchairs just outside  the fitting room."

"Thank you, Carole."

She strode off and found my gown. When I had first laid eyes on it, I  knew it was ‘the one.' It had everything I was looking for. It was deep  purple-I'd never been up for getting married in white, cream or ivory-it  had a sweetheart neckline and a fitted bodice. The bottom wasn't puffy  and outlandish, unlike some dresses I had seen-instead it flowed  beautifully and had a small train. There were some sequins along the  neckline and around the waist was a thin lavender colored sash that tied  into a bow on the back.