10 Firsts

I reached over and rubbed my hands over Emmett's chest, feeling his skin and muscles as he breathed in and out. I slowly headed farther down, and was surprised to feel his hardness still there. I had thought maybe he had relaxed while we had layed there together, but I was wrong, he was more than ready.

I felt him through his pants, caressing him and listening to his breathing coming faster. I got up onto one arm and looked at him, lying there with his eyes closed, head back, and mouth slightly open. I rolled onto him and kissed him. He held onto my by butt, and slowly started to move me into him in a circular motion. I could feel him grow even harder as I spread my legs farther and straddled him. "You said you wanted to feel yourself inside of me, Emmett. I want that, too. I want to feel you inside of me, all the way", I whispered to him as he continued to grind himself into me.

He opened his eyes and looked at me, and finally said, "We don't have to, Carolyn, I want to, but I also don't want to rush this any farther than we already have. This wasn't what I was planning or anything for our first night together, it just felt so right...being here with you. I liked being with you while you slept, watching your face as you dreamed, listening to you breathing on my chest. I meant it when I said it earlier, I do love you."

His face and voice were so full of raw emotion. I took his face in my hands and said the words I had already thought in my mind. "I love you, Emmett. I love you. This wasn't something I planned out, either. I almost didn't even go to your party. I almost missed the best night and day of my life...I don't feel like we're rushing things. I feel like if I do not make love with you right now, I might just explode here in front of you." I smiled at that last part, and he did, too.

"Well, I don't want to make you explode or anything...at least not without me being right there to enjoy it, you know...." ,he said, as he smiled. "I just wanted to make sure, I don't want to mess this up. I want our first time to be something we remember forever."

"It will be........but first, you have to take these off......", I said as I was trying to undo his pants while still laying on top of him. I laughed as he quickly reached down and within a few seconds, his pants were unfastened and he was wriggling out of them. I pulled myself up and let him get his legs out of his pants, which he then kicked over to the side. Now all that was between us was his boxer briefs, but the tip of his penis was already sticking out under the top of the boxers. I suddenly felt a little nervous, seeing him and seeing his size. I decided to lay down and kiss him again, and just try to relax and enjoy these feelings.

We kissed for a few more minutes, with Emmett alternating between rubbing my ass to letting his fingers roam up and down my back and sides. He rolled me over onto my back and he was above me, I let my hands find their way down his back and pushed his boxers down to his thighs. I felt his ass and suddenly found myself pulling him down towards me. I opened my legs a bit more to make more room and I could feel the tip of him rubbing against me. He moaned and bent his head down so that he was kissing and nuzzling my neck. He made the most erotic noises into my ear, almost growling and saying my name over and over again.

He gently, slowly entered me. I was so wet he slid in easily, with me gasping at his size as he continued to go deeper. He went all of the way into me, holding perfectly still as he held himself up by his arms and looked into my eyes. "Carolyn... I'm not going to last long....", he said, his voice straining. I felt my muscles tighten around him, and he moaned louder and I could feel him fighting to hold control of himself. I let my fingers grasp his back and pulled him down onto me, into me. He started to slowly pull himself out and I let out a small gasp, afraid that he was pulling all of the way out already. I wasn't ready for this to be over....

He watched my face as he started to thrust slowly in and out of me, and I gasped each time he was inside of me all of the way. I used my muscles to squeeze him as he came into me, and loosened as he pulled out. He began to go a bit faster, and began breathing faster. He pushed into me harder and I felt his body start to shake, and then his head was on my neck, and he was pulsing and exploding hot liquid into me. As he came, he continued to grind into me, and then I was coming again, feeling that electrical wave run over my body as I clenched and grabbed him closer to me.

We laid there like that, with him still inside of me as we both caught our breath again. He kissed my neck and face and smiled as he found my lips once again. We kissed gently and were both still smiling.

He rolled off of me and fell onto the floor. We both laughed and I asked if he was OK. "OK? Umm, more than OK. A simple fall off of the couch will not ruin this day at all!", he joked. "But, Care, I'm sorry.....I meant to...but I just couldn't, you felt so good when you squeezed me like that...". He looked truly sorry and upset, but for what I had no idea.

"Em, what are you talking about?", I asked him. I wanted him to be as happy as I was at that moment and it worried me that he looked so upset. He now had his hands over his face, covering his eyes as he stayed down on the floor.

"Care, I didn't bring a condom with me. I was going to pull out before I...but then you felt so good and I just didn't. I'm sorry."

I reached down and moved his hands away from his face, suddenly realizing what he was talking about. "It's OK, Emmett. Really, OK? I mean it", as I looked at him.

"You're on birth control?", he asked, almost whispering.

"It's taken care of, OK? I promise you, it's OK", and I leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. Never had I thought saying those words would be more truthful. "It's taken care of" seemed the easiest way to say it at the moment. Maybe one day I would tell him more, but for now I wanted the moment to last. "Want to go take a shower?", I asked him.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Really good, in fact. If you'll join me, that is?", he said as he got up and reached down to help me up off of the couch. I couldn't help looking at him again, at his body. He caught me looking and I blushed, looking down, but then that wasn't good either, because he was standing in front of me, naked. Looking down only made me see more.

I laughed and so did he. I led him to the stairs and told him the shower upstairs was bigger. He grabbed his pants and then picked me up and slung me over his shoulder, carrying me up the stairs with my ass in the air. He laughed and smacked my butt on the way up, and then put me back down once we reached the top. I led him to the end of the hallway and opened the door to the bathroom. I reached in to turn on the light and then remembered, no power. I remembered we had some candles under the sink, so I reached down and got 2 out and lit them and sat them on the counter. Emmett had walked over and turned on the water and stepped inside already. He had the water turned on really warm and some steam was already coming out. It was really chilly up here, away from the fireplace.

I stepped into the steamy shower and his hands immediately circled my waist, pulling me closer to him and the water. We stood in the water for a few minutes, just letting it warm us back up. He reached for the shampoo and worked my hair into a rich lather, rubbing my head with his strong fingers. It felt wonderful and I let my head fall back as he worked the shampoo into the ends of my hair as well. He stepped back and let the water rinse my hair off. I picked up the soap and rubbed it between my hands to get a good lather, and then rubbed it all over his chest and arms and neck. He did the same for me, and washed his hair as well.

When we were done washing, he stepped out and grabbed two towels off of the shelf. He started drying off as I did a quick re-rinse of my hair, making sure all of the shampoo was out, and then I put a small amount of conditioner in. My hair was not the type to do well without conditioner, and only ended up in a huge tangle if I didn't use it. "If you want, go on downstairs and grab whatever you want for breakfast, Em", I said as I hurriedly tried to work the conditioner through to the ends. I just have to rinse this out and I'll get dressed and meet you down there."

He opened the door and smiled and said, "OK, want me to fix something for you?"

"Well, since there's still no power...do you know how to make coffee with a French press?", I asked.

"Hmm, that I don't know how to do...sorry. Does it take long? Can I do anything to get it started for you?", he said.

"Well, you can boil some water. The stove is gas, so that'll still work. And then when I get down there, it'll just take a few minutes to make the coffee, OK? Do you like coffee? We have tea and hot chocolate, too.... or fruit, or I can make oatmeal...", I said, all the while rinsing my hair. He just smiled and watched me, reaching out to touch my hair and twirl a curl that was already starting to spring up.

"I'm good...I'll find something. I'm resourceful", he joked. "I'll see you in a few minutes."