Grace's soft, warm lips opened for me, helping me deepen our kiss as our bodies wound together.
My need for her was savage, as every sexual desire I'd suppressed for the past ten years or more came rushing to the surface.
"My sexy girl," I murmured, as my hand slid up her waist. "May I touch you everywhere?"
She blinked in surprise, then that saucy smile I already adored took over. "Yes."
My hand dipped into her top and inside her bra to caress her silky skin. From the way she trembled breathlessly, I was fairly certain that she hadn't been with a man before. That sent fresh heat pounding through my veins.
To be her first. To be the one to help her discover what she needed. Hopefully to be the one who would be with her forever…
Kissing her slowly, deeply, as my thumb grazed her nipple, I couldn't believe I was already thinking about forever. But there it was. My sweet, precious girl was the one. I already knew it through and through.
Which was why I would have to find a way to pull myself together and take my time. Until I was able to tell Grace how I felt, I certainly couldn't let her think I was only after one thing.
"I need you to do me a favor," I moaned into her mouth.
"Anything." I loved how quickly she responded.
Shifting slightly, I pinched her nipple just hard enough to make her gasp, then retrieved my hand, before my fingers slipped into the front of her skirt.
I played with the waistband of her panties until she nodded. "Yes."
Her breathy gasp as my fingers caressed her most intimate skin drove me wild.
"When you get inside," I breathed into her ear, "I need you to get naked and into bed."
"Okay," she whispered shakily. "And then?"
"Then I want you to take your fingers and do this." I circled her clit three times, then stroked across the surface as she trembled. Her soft gasp of surprise, of desire, made me want to pull out my long-neglected cock and take her right there and then against the tree.
But she deserved far better for our first time. Possibly her very first time.
"Just like this," I whispered, demonstrating again as my thick middle finger swirled around her tiny button. "I want you to do this slowly, and imagine that it's me. I need you to do that until you come."
Kissing her gently, she nodded. "Okay."
I couldn't resist. I let my finger slip down to graze her pussy lips. Then I set Grace on her feet and I pulled my hand away, sucking my finger clean with a groan.
"I'm not going to rush things," I said with a grin, "but as soon as you tell me it's time, I need to spread you open and lick that sweet pussy."
Grace blinked up at me, slightly dazed. Then she nodded. "Soon," she whispered. "Very soon."
I kissed her again. "Good night, Grace. I'll pick you up at noon tomorrow, and make you lunch."
She kissed me again, then dashed into the house.
Knowing that she would be touching herself and thinking of me in just a few minutes made my cock so hard that it was a moment before I could walk back to my car.
This was crazy. I was a man who did everything slowly. Methodically. It was how I had amassed my fortune, and grown my career. But now that I knew without a doubt I needed Grace, there was no reason to wait.
Tomorrow I would have to convince her that even though it was fast, we belonged together.
Her parents were just going to have to come to terms with that.