Grace is lying on her bed, wearing her white nightgown, and she is flicking
through a magazine. She hears a knock at the door and yells "come in!"
Eli opens the door slowly and looks across at Grace. He notices the lacey edge just across her breasts and the way the nightgown is falling off her shoulder a little. Eli is wearing a pair of old jeans that are torn a little at the bottom and he's wearing a loose grey tshirt with the sleeves torn off. Eli gradually takes his time walking over to Grace and Grace watches him closely.
"What's going..."
Eli softly shakes his head and Grace stops talking. He sits down on the bed and raises his hand to Grace's face. Before she has a chance to complain, Eli leans down and softly kisses Grace on the lips.
"Eli..."
"Grace, it's ok...just let me take it slowly..." Eli murmurs as he kisses her again. He pulls her nightgown down a little a kisses her gently on the neck.
Grace closes her eyes and shudders. She lightly touches Eli's back and runs it downwards. Eli climbs on top and takes hold of Grace and can feel her breasts heaving against his chest. Grace pulls off his t-shirt and throws it to the floor. She then places her hands on his behind and takes a firm hold. He moans ever so slightly and buries his head into her chest.
"Eli...why are you doing this?"
"Because I want you," her whispers as he kisses her breast softly.
"You never have before."
"Can't a guy change his mind?" Eli smiles and looks into Grace's eyes.
"I guess they can," whispers Grace as she softly kisses Eli on the mouth.
"This could get complicated," she smiles.
"Fuck complications," he murmurs as he kisses her back.
Eli pulls off her nightgown and kisses her lightly on the stomach and starts to pull down her underpants. Grace wraps her legs around Eli as he continues to kiss her softly. Grace moans softly and Eli takes hold of her thighs as he pulls himself up.
"You know this is wrong," Grace gasps.
"Who cares?" mumbles Eli as he kisses her one last time before reaching into his pocket for a comdom.
Eli opens the door slowly and looks across at Grace. He notices the lacey edge just across her breasts and the way the nightgown is falling off her shoulder a little. Eli is wearing a pair of old jeans that are torn a little at the bottom and he's wearing a loose grey tshirt with the sleeves torn off. Eli gradually takes his time walking over to Grace and Grace watches him closely.
"What's going..."
Eli softly shakes his head and Grace stops talking. He sits down on the bed and raises his hand to Grace's face. Before she has a chance to complain, Eli leans down and softly kisses Grace on the lips.
"Eli..."
"Grace, it's ok...just let me take it slowly..." Eli murmurs as he kisses her again. He pulls her nightgown down a little a kisses her gently on the neck.
Grace closes her eyes and shudders. She lightly touches Eli's back and runs it downwards. Eli climbs on top and takes hold of Grace and can feel her breasts heaving against his chest. Grace pulls off his t-shirt and throws it to the floor. She then places her hands on his behind and takes a firm hold. He moans ever so slightly and buries his head into her chest.
"Eli...why are you doing this?"
"Because I want you," her whispers as he kisses her breast softly.
"You never have before."
"Can't a guy change his mind?" Eli smiles and looks into Grace's eyes.
"I guess they can," whispers Grace as she softly kisses Eli on the mouth.
"This could get complicated," she smiles.
"Fuck complications," he murmurs as he kisses her back.
Eli pulls off her nightgown and kisses her lightly on the stomach and starts to pull down her underpants. Grace wraps her legs around Eli as he continues to kiss her softly. Grace moans softly and Eli takes hold of her thighs as he pulls himself up.
"You know this is wrong," Grace gasps.
"Who cares?" mumbles Eli as he kisses her one last time before reaching into his pocket for a comdom.