Content warning: This chapter contains mature content.

August 11, 2005

Loon Call Island, Lake Rosseau, Muskoka

Fuck, she is so beautiful.

How did this perfect girl end up choosing me?

I try not to think too closely on that one, focused on making this first experience perfect for her, but also not overwhelm her. Not lose myself in her.

Despite her initial panic over her near-nudity, she'd calmed down once she had her bra and panties back on. Something to work towards, later.

But now? She's so absorbed in sensation, all inhibition is gone. As she writhes above me, I can sense her eagerness, her growing frustration as what she feels building inside of her has no place to go.

I could watch her forever like this. Her lower lip is caught between her teeth as she leans forwards, planting her hands on my chest.

The sting of her nails biting into my skin nearly sends me over the edge, and I'm shocked. I've never reacted like this to anyone before. All I want is more and I struggle to pull back a little, shaking my head to clear my mind.

Her legs clench around me, and I bite back a groan.

Grabbing her hips more firmly, I help her settle into a rhythm, shifting my body under hers so the column of my dick is pressed right where she needs it.

"Let go, Elle. Just relax, let go. Trust me." I slide one hand up her back, pulling her down for a kiss as while clamping her body to mine with my other hand.

All I want is to remove the barrier of clothes between us, but I restrain myself, reminding myself we've got time for more, later. On her timetable.

As I grind my hips against her, driving myself crazy with the friction, the mix of fabric and her heat against my body, I shudder.

I can tell the change of angle is doing it for her from the way she jerks in my arms and moans softly against my lips. Fuck, she's incredible. Her body responds to my every touch. To my every move. It's never been quite like this before.

Her smaller body starts to strain, then tremble, the sounds she's making as her lips press against my neck are enough to drive me to the edge. I grit my teeth together, rocking against her until I feel the release slam through her.

I shift against her with every gasp, with every cry she makes against my skin, her teeth sinking into my shoulder as she experiences her first orgasm.

I don't know why I didn't try this sooner, with her. It's the hottest thing I've ever experienced, and we still have our fucking underwear on. I wonder what it will be like when we don't.

When she finally relaxes against my chest, I let my hands trail light patterns over her skin. She shivers under my touch, snuggling closer to me with a happy sigh.

Feeling like the king of the world to have her here, the aftershocks of pleasure still buzzing through her, filled with the trust she so readily places in me, I close my eyes, committing every moment to memory. I never want to forget a second of this night.

Sliding my hands into her hair, over her neck, down her back in a lazy rhythm, content to just hold her, I smile when she rests her chin on my chest to look up at me shyly.

"That was amazing, Greyson. I have no words." Her hand strokes over my chest, settling up to trace patterns on my shoulder. My body responds desperately to even that innocent touch.

The sweetest blush heats her body and I watch as it creeps up her neck and face. I see, and feel, the moment she snaps back to reality, shifting in embarrassment as her brain slides into overdrive again. I know what she's thinking as she tries to climb off me.

Letting her go, I roll with her, pushing her back on the bed and pinning her down with one of my legs. "Where do you think you're going?"

Leaning down to kiss her, I stroke my tongue along her bottom lip, pleased when she tips her head up for me to take the kiss deeper without hesitation. Without embarrassment. I sink my teeth into her bottom lip lightly before kissing my way to her neck.

I trail my fingers down to the waist of her lace thong, dipping my fingers underneath the stretchy fabric. She stiffens as I come close to her heat.

"Greyson, I, um, I need to use the ladies' room for a minute." Her teeth catch her lower lip, worrying it in her nervous way.

I rest my hand over her core, even as she tries to squirm away, I don't let go. "You're fine, don't worry. It's all part of the experience." Without lifting my palm, I slide my hand lower, until she relaxes. Biting back a groan of pleasure as I feel the heat, the signs of her pleasure. "Eventually, it makes things easier. Trust me, the hotter and wetter you are, the better it is. It's my job, and my pleasure, to make sure you get there. I can't wait to show you all the different ways I can do that."

I feel her flush, feel her body stiffen slightly, so I retreat, not wanting to push her further than I have already. Instead, I run my hand back up her side, rolling to kiss her again until she relaxes underneath me.

"It's been a minute since I came in my briefs, I almost lost it there for a moment, though. You sure are something, Elle."

She blushes at my comment, as understanding hits her. "What was that, what I felt, what you made me feel, I mean?"

I glide my nose over her cheek, following the path with my lips. "That was an orgasm." She frowns when I laugh, then kisses my collarbone, nuzzling her face into my neck.

"Why are you laughing at me? Can we do it again? Can I make you feel the same thing? That didn't seem at all like what Theo and Vi told me about, well the end result, of course, but well, I think you know what I mean."

I roll us fully over, so I'm flat on my back again, pressing my head into her chest as she leans over me eagerly. Groaning, I admit softly, "I'm not laughing at you, Elle. I'm laughing at the fact that I might have just created a monster. A beautiful, sex-crazed monster. Can't a guy earn a short moment of appreciation after giving his girl her first mind blowing orgasm?"

"Of course you can." She wiggles a little on top of me, making my dick twitch before scattering kisses across my face. "Like I said, it was absolutely incredible, I've never felt anything like it. I just want to see if we can do it again, soon. I mean, you didn't get to have an orgasm, don't you want to have one, too?"

I close my eyes. Realizing I'm a goner. When I open them again, she's smiling sweetly down at me, her big blue-grey eyes framed by her dark eyelashes crushing all the good intentions I ever had. I try to hold on to the fragments of those intentions. "Tonight was about you, Elle. Not me. I'm fine for now, I promise."

Her sweet smile turns into a frown now, "I'm not sure I like the one-sided thing here, Greyson, if I'm being honest. If we aren't doing these things together, it feels like you're doing them to me, not with me."

I pull her down for a deep, lingering kiss. "If we're being honest, then, I won't survive one minute of what I want you to do to me, and I'd rather be able to enjoy it, savour it, not explode like some half-minute wonder. We can continue this another time, I promise. I loved every second of it. I just wasn't expecting to be so turned on by how responsive you are."

"It made you feel good, to make me feel that way, right?"

"More than you can even imagine." I continue to trail my lips along her neck, praying for mercy from her curious gaze, her soft, exploratory touches as she drags her fingers down my sides to the edge of my boxers, hovering over the sensitive skin beneath my hips. My body flexes under her touch of its own volition and I curse its reaction halfheartedly.

"Then why would you deny me the same feelings?" She's got me there. "Don't you want me to feel good, too?" My resolve crumbles, I cave in. I'm only a man after all.

"I won't last long, Elle. It won't always be like this, but tonight, I'm barely holding on." A sense of triumph flashes across her face. She pulls back from my embrace, sliding to the side and stretching out beside me, tossing her leg over one of mine.

It takes her a minute to get comfortable, I can tell she's trying to work out the mechanics in her mind as she tries to settle herself on the mattress.

I slide a hand into her hair, tipping her face back up to mine. I smile down at her, trying to take some pressure off. "Don't overthink things, Elle. Relax, there's nothing you could do that I won't like. If you want this, then take it. If you don't, or if you don't know, that's okay too."

I press my lips to hers, and the tension immediately leaves her body. She slides her hand over me tentatively, exploring. With each careful stroke, my hips arch towards her small hand. As she flattens her palm over me, she inches her fingers up to the band of my boxers, looking at me with the question in her eyes, in the delicate tilt of her eyebrow.

I lift my hips in a silent yes, mostly because my mouth's gone dry in anticipation. Without hesitation, she takes that as an invitation, tugging my briefs down, jolting in surprise when my erection bounces free. She continues her gentle exploration, clearly not really sure what to do.

After what seems like several minutes, where I'm forced to grit my teeth and pray for patience, I eventually slide my hand down over hers, wrapping her fingers around my length, then slowly moving our joined hands up and down, squeezing to indicate the pressure that feels good.

"Just like that, that feels amazing. You can use both hands, like this." I try to guide her, but she takes over, her confidence blooming as she finds a rhythm with one hand stroking me, the other focused on the head of my dick.

It feels so fucking good that part of me wishes it could last forever. The other part of me screams for release.

"Don't stop, Elle. Just like that, a little faster."

After a few more tortuous minutes, she looks up at me as she works her hands over me and I lose it. My body jerks, and warmth spreads over my stomach, her hands, and I can tell she's startled for just a moment. I move one hand back down to hers, encouraging her to continue, only a little slower than before, with less pressure.

Spent, I relax back into the bed after a moment, a small smile tugging at my lips. "You're perfect, Elle. That was perfect."

Before I can grab her, she slides off the bed, and I hear the water running in the bathroom before she returns with a towel. I take it from her as she climbs back onto the mattress. Cleaning myself off matter-of-factly, ignoring her blushes, before tossing the towel into the hamper. I pull Elle down on top of me for a scorching kiss, all heat, teeth and tongue, until she's shivering in my arms again.

I try to express how I feel, in this moment, with her. I don't have the words, but I can give her this.

When I feel her smile against my lips, I pull back, letting her speak. "I really liked making you feel good. I hope you'll show me all those other things you imagined. I think now that I know a little more, I won't be so nervous next time."

I feel laughter bubbling up in my chest at my beautiful, innocent, outrageous, potentially sex-crazed girlfriend. I feel the grin spreading across my face as the laugh erupts from my chest and I do nothing to suppress it.

When she starts to laugh with me, snuggling into my neck, I wrap my arms around her, tucking her head under my chin. "I love that you enjoyed that. All of it. I love that you have no filter, Elle. Never change, not with me. I always want you to tell me what you like, or don't like, okay?"

I feel her nod, then her smile against my neck as she snuggles even closer to me. I lean up, slightly awkwardly since I refuse to let her go, blowing the two remaining candles out before pulling the thin sheet up and closing my eyes, listening to the slow and steady beat of our hearts.

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I don't think they've invented an emoji with the level of blush I'm feeling right now! We'll settle down for the next few chapters, but I hope you enjoyed the first look into the new development (physical) in Greyson and Elle's relationship.

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Xx Toria