This part is rated M for adult situations.
If He Won't I Will part 4
On the ride to the park the next morning Sara asked Gil questions about the others, she was trying to get something out of him but was having trouble wording it.
"Oh well, head on is the best approach," she told herself. "I think Catherine likes you," she said. Gil glanced over at her, "Really? I cannot imagine why," he answered.
"I never thought I was her kind of man. Catherine is a nice person and a good friend, but I just never thought of her in any other way."
Sara breathed a sigh of relief, she had thought that because they had been working together for a time that maybe he was interested in her.
"But I will tell you who I think is," Gil said. "Warrick." Sara said she agreed with him.
At the park Gil took her on the coaster, at first she was frightened but he put his arm around her, this seemed to make it alright.
"You should have told me they frightened you," he told her after the ride. "It really was quite fun," she confessed. "Want to go on again?" he asked her. She smiled, "Only if you hold me so I don't fall out."
They started over to the popcorn stand when two boys ran between them. "You better let me hold you hand," he said. "Would not want to lose you."
They spent the rest of the day at the park, riding the rides, playing the games and eating popcorn and cotton candy.
The sun was going down when they left the park. "I think we need to get some real food," Gil told her. "There is this nice place I go to whenever I come here."
At the diner he ordered a big steak burger for himself and a veggie burger for her, they had a milk shake to go with it. Sara laughed, "This is real food?" He smiled at her.
As they were getting ready to go the waitress told them that there was a severe storm warning and people were advised not to drive. She told them about a hotel where she knew they could get a room.
There was a Wal-Mart on the way to the hotel, Gil stopped so they could pick up a few things.
Gil went into the hotel and asked for two rooms. "Sorry," the desk clerk told him, "but with the storm coming I only have one left." Gil took it.
He told Sara she could have the room and he would sleep in the car. "Don't be foolish," she told him. "There are two beds, we will be fine."
To their surprise, when they got to the room, they found only one bed, a king. "Will we be OK?" he questioned. "I will if you will," she said.
"Don't worry," she said, "if you snore, I promise not to tell anyone." She smiled and took her bag to the bathroom to shower and change.
"I never believed in you, God," she said to herself "but thank you."
Gil took his turn and, very nervously, crawled into the bed. He lay way over to one side, almost afraid to move. Sara told herself that if she wanted to take the next step she was going to have to start it, it seemed Gil needs a little help in the 'getting started' department.
She figured the worst he was going to do was move away. She moved over next to him, "Gil," she said. He opened his eyes and found himself looking into the most beautiful pair of brown eyes in the world.
She kissed him, not the friendly little kiss of a few days ago, but a kiss that left no doubt what it was she wanted. He smiled at her, his dream was about to come true.
He realized he had better not, he had no protection. She was embarrassed when he did not respond.
"I guess I am way over the line," she said almost in tears as she pulled away. He pulled her to him, "No, I want this as much as you do," he said.
She gave him a questioning look, "then why, what is wrong?" "I am not prepared, I don't have any ..." he blushed, she knew what he was trying to say.
She smiled at him, "Did you know I was a girl scout?" He looked at her, not certain what she was getting at. "We are always prepared." She slid from the bed, went to her purse and handed him a condom.
He pulled her into the bed, "Thank God for girl scouts," he said. He pulled her into a passionate kiss, his hands exploring her soft body.
He pulled away form her for just a moment to admire her beauty. He went to her breasts, tenderly he caressed each nipple then hungrily he pulled it into his mouth and sucked it.
He ran his hand down to her button, gently he massaged it as he continued to suck at her nipples. His touch sent shivers all through her body, never had she felt this way before.
He moved between her legs and gently kissed and sucked at her lips and button as he entered her with his finger. Sara squealed with pure pleasure.
He lift her hips a little and entered her with his tongue, never had a man done that to her, it brought her an unbelievable amount of pleasure.
Her release was near, she tried to move but he would not let her go. As she spent her juices her lapped them and enjoyed the taste as they ran down his throat.
This too was a new experience for her, no other man had ever tasted her juice before.
Sara took the condom and placed it on his throbbing manhood, her touch almost made him lose control.
He entered her, she grabbed the head of the bed and lift her hips to meet his inward thrust. He kissed her tenderly as he moved inside her. He whispered her name as he released himself.
He rolled from atop her, she went to his manhood and released it from its rubber then she done something that surprised him, she licked it clean.
The feel of her tongue caused him to shiver with pleasure. Sleep found them.
He woke the next morning with Sara's head on his shoulder and her arm wrapped around him. He now knew that he was right, sex without love is pointless, he had never been happier. He kissed her gently on the forehead. "I love you," he whispered. Sara smiled at him, "I have loved you from the first time I saw you."
"Sara, my darling, there has not been a minute that you have not been on my mind. When I looked up and saw you, you looked so beautiful. I told myself right then and there you had to be mine."
"Beautiful?" Sara questioned. "My hair was in a pony tail I had slept in the clothing I had on because I was running late. How can you call that beautiful?"
"It was your smile," he said. "I have never seen a warmer smile."
"Gil, I need to know something. Please don't be afraid to hurt my feelings, I need to know the truth." "What is it?" he asked.
"Last night was, without a doubt, the most fantastic night of my life," she told him.
Gil blushed.
"I guess what I am trying to ask is ... is it over now?" she asked not afraid of what he might say.
"Over? Do you want it to be?" Gil had the look of a small boy who just found out there was no Santa.
"No, I do not, I love you," she said. "I ... I ..." she started to cry.
"You were afraid that all I wanted was a one night fling," Gil said as he took her in his arms. She nodded.
"This will be over the day they lay me under the ground, and even then I will go on loving you," he told her, kissing her tenderly.
She looked at him through her tears, "Never have I felt so much love. I want you, I love you. You are my life."
"Do you want to go?" she asked him. "That depends," he told her, "are we still prepared?"
Sara laughed, "I sorta hoped the night would end the way it did, I picked up a whole box when we stopped at the store." Check out time was 11 but Gil did not mind paying extra.