Nothing Like the First Time by Keren Hughes

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 b eautiful 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 maneuv ered 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.