“Grace... I...” I heaved a breath, and then instinct took over for me.
I rushed her. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.
There was nothing sexual about my touch, and she melted into the hug, wanting it just as I did.
Right. This felt right. Perfect. I wanted to be there for her always. Her friend. Her comfort.
But I wanted more than that. I always had. And she’d kept me at a respectable arm’s length at all times.
My hands slowly slipped down the length of her back until they cupped the cheeks of her ass in a way that friends don’t touch each other.
With a single hand, she pushed closed the door behind us. For a time, right at the threshold of her new home, I just held her in silence.
It didn’t help that I didn’t know what I would do next.
I didn’t have a solid plan.
Grace made the next move, and her way of thinking was more in tune with my desires than I hoped.
Her face so close to mine, the next thing I knew, she kissed me.
It was so gentle at first. The way her lips flattened against mine. They joined and slipped open in unison, allowing me to taste her and my tongue to enter her.
Our bodies moved as if we were slow dancing to the sound of seduction.
Where I’d only been thinking about her in my arms, I started to become aware of her hands exploring the surface of my clothes. And the slightest humming sound she made as she continued to snog me. The word kiss didn’t adequately describe the passion with which we exchanged saliva right then.
It was like my dreams, but much better.
She was totally into kissing me, and I melted under her touch.
“Noah,” she whispered into my mouth.
“Hmmm, yes. You want something?”
“Uh huh.”
She pulled herself from me, took my hand, and led me upstairs to what I knew had been the spare room.
Grace’s new bedroom was more than a mess. It was a total disaster zone, and although a made bed sat in the middle of it, I couldn’t see her getting things straight in there for weeks.
“Oh, now I see what’s happening.”
“What?” she cooed in a way that was most alluring and felt like it stroked my dick.
“You want some guy to come and unpack these boxes for you and sort this shit out.”
She grinned. “That would be nice, but not right now.”
I stepped up to her, wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her so close that the full lengths of our bodies were touching. She had to feel how hard she’d gotten me.
“So, what right now then?”
She bit her lip and fluttered her eyelashes.
“Tell me.” I thought I had the green light to continue what she’d started, but I needed to hear her say it. “What do you want right now?”
“Just... I want what you want?”
Did she have any idea how infuriating she could be?
“Which is?”
“Us, closer. Together.” She whispered individual words, like full sentences were impossible.
“Kisses?” I could do that too.
“Yes.”
“Naked?”
She swallowed before whispering yes.
My heart pounded so hard in my chest as I eased her out of her sleepwear with my hands while my lips laid kisses over every part of her newly exposed skin, starting with her neck.
Her soft skin smelled sweeter than I’d ever imagined.
She lay on the bed to get more comfortable, pulling me along with her.
And my mouth didn’t leave her body.
I couldn’t resist her.
After all, I was just a teenage boy, bursting with desire, and she was the girl of my dreams, right in front of me, calling to me.
Resisting her simply was not an option.
She’d offered me the treasure of a goddess, and I intended to worship her as she deserved. I wanted to make it as special for her as it was for me. Hey, she’d had her first time with the twins, and so I knew I’d have to deliver my A game after that. But this was my first time, and I wanted it to be special for both of us.
I was a virgin, but fortunately, I’d also done extensive research in preparation for this event. The time that I first made love. And it could not be wrong, because this was love. I loved Grace, and I was confident that nothing could go wrong.
My heart pounded at a million beats a minute as I sucked on her stone pebble nipples and squeezed her boobs in my hands.
More than a couple of times, I had to freeze and force myself to think of something that might calm me down. That wasn’t difficult. I only had to think of my old math teacher or that we were in the home of Principal Baker.
I didn’t want Grace to think of me as the premature teenager, but I was only human, and she was so fucking sexy and naked. And her legs parted for me.