The tension in the room could be cut with a knife.

"James just touch my body... make your self at home." I said softly. Once again his cheeks blazed with colour.

James' eyes looked dark in the candlelight... black almost.

"I'm nervous Gabs." He said with the fan smile on his face again.

"You said you loved me J... so love me!" I whispered, parting my legs slightly as an open invitation to touch what ever he wanted.

James looked me up and down. It was like he didn't know where to begin. He couldn't understand how to please me.

"May I?" I asked taking his hand and placing it on my thigh.

James looked at me with trusting eyes. I couldn't get over how inexperienced he really was. His hand felt cool on my skin as I encouraged him to touch me.

I noticed him bite on his lip. He was so beautiful, how in God's name had I managed to get him.

I staggered a breath in from the anticipation of his touch.

"Does that feel nice?" He asked as his finger tips traced along my inner thigh, a distinct quiver in his voice.

I nodded. "It tickles... in a good way." I replied, mentally begging him to go further.

"Gabs..." he said in a hushed tone. His hand left me and I felt rejection hit me.

"Do you not like my body?" I asked feeling humiliated.

"Of course... Gaby of course I do, Jesus, you are beautiful, every inch of you is beautiful... I'm just no good at... well doing this." He said looking flustered.

"James... " I whispered out confused. "Being like this... intimate together... it's meant to be good. Not a chore. I want you to enjoy me." I added.

James nodded in agreement. "I want to enjoy you... I just honestly don't know what I should be doing. Sex is different... Sex is straight forward. I just feel so nervous... I've never really done this... touching" He said in all honesty.

My eyes widened in shock if not anything else. I opened my mouth to speak but decided it best to not bring more attention to the fact James was as inexperienced as he was.

"But you want to?" I asked, my eyes searching his face as I lay naked in the candle light.

"More than anything." Came his whispered response.

"James don't think about things too much... I'm not an expert myself so discovering things together is something exciting we can share... I will let you know what feels good." I replied.

James nodded. With that nod he placed his hand on my stomach, his palm stroking at my skin as he decided where to go... up to my breasts or down below.

With another bite to his lip he went below. He was a little hesitant and made eye contact with me the entire time to check my responses to his touch but as his clumsy feeling fingers found my most personal region I felt my heart accelerate. My eyes were locked with james'.

A finger smoothed its way over the small mound of pubic hair that remained for aesthetic purposes on my body.

When I felt his long index finger graze over my clitorus a shy gasp fell from my mouth.

"You like that... there?" He asked tracing back his fingers steps as he ran the tip over me again.

I nodded, once again taking his hand in mine and forcing him to stay on my most sensitive area as his finger caressed me. "It feels really good baby... you look scared." I said with a smile.

James smiled at me which made me relax. "I'm terrified." He chuckled as he continued to caress my clit.

I removed my hand from his and let him have his freedom of movement back.

"James I want you to make me cum like that." I whispered. I felt my own face flush with colour at my brazen request but the way he made my body feel was too much to beat about the bush with.

Since the first time I met James and spent those few hours with him on his tour bus just talking I felt we had such a strong connection. He had said he felt it too. All my embarrassment disappeared as James finally broke his eye contact and went to work on my body.

In a sense I think he felt the same way I did. He knew it was only me and he knew I was never going to put him down on any way he touched me. Any touch from him was beautiful... even when he just held my hand he made shivers run over my skin and adrenalin coarse through my veins.

"Oh god... James." I called out erotically as I looked down and saw his head hover just centimeteres from my privates. James was in the zone now, he didn't look up on hearing his name, he was thinking, I could tell that much. As I looked at him it was almost as if he was daring himself to go through with it.

Seconds later he did when I felt his delicious warm tongue, wet and soft lap at me in such a personal way.

I groaned out loudly in pleasure. Still looking at him as he worked his magic on my body, I ran my fingers through his dark brown hair as a way of encouragement, as a way of saying please don't stop... ever.

I was mesmerized by the look of him doing what he was doing and the feel. I found it astonishing that he had never experienced any oral sex before in his life. It was special that we were experiencing this as our first time together. In a way it was more personal than sex.

I tugged on James' hair as my body took control of every sense it owned and I lavished in the way he was making me feel. James had his tongue and his fingers all working away like merry little men in an attempt to bring me such heightened feelings.

"James... fuck..." I said as my indication that I was about to lose all control and let my body take the orgasm that James was trying whole heartedly to give me.

He kept going, not losing his concentration as my moans got louder and my hips moved in a way to try and keep hold of the amazing feelings he was inflicting on me.

I clenched his hair tightly in my hand.

"Fuck... fuck... baby I'm... OH GOD!" I screamed out as wave after wave of euphoria washed over me.

It was something I shall never forget, something I never wanted to forget.

It was then that James lifted his head. He looked at me as I lay now out of breath on his bed, drenched in sexual sweat that he alone had forced from my body

"Am I getting the hang of it?" He said with his beautiful smile, no trace of nerves on his face at all. He looked so at ease.

"... that... was... so good." I replied as my chest heaved up and down.

The smile on james face remained. He looked overjoyed at his succes at oral sex.

"I love you Gaby... with all my heart and soul. Please don't go home tomorrow. Come to the studio with me... please. I dont want to be left on my own." He said now maneuvering his body so he was now laying next to me. He wore his best puppy dog eyes on his perfect face as a way to sway my decision.

Flinging the bed sheets over us both I lay my head on james chest. "James... I love you too. If you only knew how much. But I need to go home, you won't be on your own and I will call and text as much as possible. I will be back next weekend like we agreed." I replied looking up to him from my position on his chest.

James nodded. The disappointment in his face was so noticable. "Maybe I could fly over and visit you?" He then said with a smile stretching over his face.

"Why do I get the feeling that you are scared to be seperated from me... is it the temptation of other girls?" I asked him honestly.

James shook his head. "I'm in love with you Gabs... not just with you, but I'm in love with how I feel about you... I'm just scared to lose all of that."

"You wont lose that James. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. You are the most amazing and unbelievable thing that's happened in my average life. What ever happens you will always have me." I said in a whisper as my eyes became heavy from my tiredness and the relaxing ambience from the candles and the scent from james' smooth skin.

"I wish my life was a little more average." I heard him whisper as he kissed my forehead.

I didnt reply, I didnt have the energy. I fell to sleep in his arms and prayed that morning wouldn't come so soon.