BEDTIME STORIES

PART 3

After dinner, the others wanted to go to a local bar for some dancing. Because my headache was still lingering I decided to stay. At the last minute so did he, I sighed to myself but said nothing. As he walked to the door with the others talking I went out onto the deck of the cottage and sat on the steps that went down to the beach staring out at the water. I don't know how long I had been sitting there when he came up behind me and sat down with his legs on either side of me. Softly he said, "Is your head really still hurting?"

I smiled to myself and nodded, "Yes it is. Just enough that loud music and cigarette smoke will make it worse. I'm hoping it will be gone by in the morning." I sighed and leaned forward to rest my chin on my hands that rested on my knees. I hadn't been sitting that way long when I felt his hands on my shoulders. He began massaging my shoulders, back, neck, and head. It felt oh so good.

What he was doing felt so good that I was beginning to doze a little when he leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Do you trust me?"

I giggled and turned my head so that I could look at him. "Yeah, I guess so, why?"

He grinned saying, "Wait here. I'll be back in a few minutes." Then he kissed my cheek and stood up. I watched him go inside and into his bedroom. With a shrug, I turned back to watch the water. I don't know how long he was gone when I heard him once again coming up behind me. I turned to watch him and as he reached me, he held out his hand. Without a word, I took and he pulled me to my feet. Still not speaking he led me upstairs and into the room I shared with one of the other girls. I noticed that lights in the bedroom had been turned down to their lowest settings.

He sat me down on my bed and slipped off my shoes. As he stood he said, "Stay here I'll be back." He stood and went into the bathroom. I heard him moving around in there but wasn't paying attention to the sounds coming from the bathroom. Finally, I stood and went over to where my hairbrush lay. I stood staring into the mirror for several seconds wondering where this was leading. Slowly I reached up to take down my hair and brush it. Just as I touched it I heard him say, "Don't take your hair down yet." I looked up into the mirror and watched as he approached me.

When he stepped up behind me I continued to stare at him in the mirror. When he didn't say anything right away I closed my eyes to keep from looking at us in the mirror. I felt him move and then he was placing kisses on the back of my neck. I leaned back and turned my head toward him, as I did he moved to kiss along my jaw and then captured my mouth with his. I turned in his arms to wrap my arms around his neck burying one hand in his hair.

I felt him flatten his hands on my back, pulling me up against him holding me close. We stood this way for several minutes before I finally moved my hands down between us and began to unbutton his shirt. I ran my hands up his chest and over his shoulders pushing his shirt back out of my way. Refusing to release me he shrugged out of his shirt one arm at a time. Then he was pulling me close again and kissing me. After a moment he slid his hands around between enough to unbutton my blouse for the second time that day. This time though he flattened his hands against me once it was open and slid them around behind me and up so that he could unhook my bra. Then he was moving his hands up to my shoulders and pushing my blouse back so that I had to drop my arms from around him to let it fall to the floor. Next, he slipped his hands beneath the straps of my bra, and running his hands down my arms removed it too. Then he was pulling me close again, I gasped when our bare skin made contact for the first time. He used the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. As he kissed me he ran his hands over my back and then slipped his fingers into the waistband of my jeans. Slowly he ran his fingers around to the front; first, he popped the snap before very slowly lowering the zipper. Then he was slipping his hands inside my pants to push them down and as they fell around my ankles he cupped my bottom in his hands and pulled me to him. Finally, he lifted me into his arms, I assumed he meant to carry me to the bed. Instead, he carried me into the bathroom that's when I realized that the water was running in the tub. He had lit every candle in the bathroom including the ones lining the tub. The lights over the sinks he had turned down to their lowest. He stood me on the step that went up into the tub, this put us almost eye to eye. Slowly he slid his hands down my sides and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of my panties slid them down until they dropped to my ankles. Then he was picking me up and putting me down into the tub. Reaching over he turned on the jets to the Jacuzzi.

Next, he dipped his hand into the water, "This should help you relax. Is the water warm enough, or do you want it warmer?"

I smiled at him and reached for his hand that was still in the water, "I'd like it much warmer and a hot bath does usually help me to relax." He pulled his hand from mine and reached to adjust the temperature of the water warming it up more. I put my foot beneath the flow of water and held it there. "A little warmer please," I said, keeping my foot there when it was where I wanted it I nodded. "That's good thank you."

After he got the water adjusted as I wanted it he stood and retrieved a towel from one of the racks. As he returned to the tub he rolled it and placed it behind my head. Sitting down on the step again he reached for my hand, "I'm going to go down and make sure everything is locked up. I forgot to earlier. Is there anything you need from down there?"

I smiled up at him, "A bottle of water would be nice."

He turned off the water and said, "I'll be right back." Then he stood and leaned over and gave me a kiss before going downstairs.

I closed my eyes and relaxed as much as was possible with what was on my mind. I heard him come back into the bathroom, sit down on the step to the tub and set the bottle of water on the edge of the tub up near my head, but didn't open my eyes. I felt him stroke the back of his hand down the side of my face as he said, "Hey, don't fall asleep. You might slide down into the tub and drown."

With a laugh, I opened my eyes to look at him. "Since I'm not alone I don't think that would happen." I went to reach for the water and he grabbed it, opened it and handed it to me. "Thanks," I said as I took it and drank. When I finished he took and set it back down on the side of the tub. After he had I reached for his hand taking it into mine resting them on the side of the tub. I noticed that he had changed into a pair of pajama bottoms while he had been downstairs. I glanced away looking above me at the skylight that was over the tub. With the lights dimmed as they were, I could see the stars. I thought it unfortunate that there was no moon out as well. I let my eyes drift close as I said, "Now what?"

Using our hands he pulled me up to a sitting position. The towel he had placed behind my head fell into the water. Softly he said, "This." And he cupped the back of my head and began to kiss me. As I sat up I curled my legs to the side leaning against the side of the tub directly in front of him. We continued to hold hands and the upper part of my breast rested against my arm and our hands. After a moment I lifted my hand and put it on his neck pulling him even closer. The hand at the back of my head tightened. Then he moved to push me back just enough to be able to remove his hand from mine. He slipped it down between me and the tub taking my breast in his hand. Gently he began to squeeze and manipulate it in his hand. As I moved my hand up into his hair; he moved his hand so that he could roll my nipple between his thumb and finger. I gasped at the sensation that ran through my body. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue deeper into my mouth.

Then he was sliding his hand down my side and rested it on my hip for a second. He began to rub his hand up and down my thigh beneath the water, gently massaging it as he did. He moved his hand from my head to wrap around my shoulders as I began to relax. I brought my other arm up and put it around him to keep us as close as possible with the tub between us.

Carefully he moved me so that he could finally slip his hand down between my thighs and slowly began to stroke me. Gradually he increased the pressure of his hand but never the speed with which he stroked his hand over me. Finally, I began to reach my limit and push against his hand. Just as I climaxed he slipped a finger inside intensifying it for me. As I rested my head on his shoulder he once again began to stroke my hip, side, and back soothing me.

When my breathing was finally back to normal he reached over and turned off the Jacuzzi and began to drain the water from the tub. Then he was standing and helping me to stand. As he steadied me, he reached down and picked up a towel and wrapped it around me. He lifted me standing me on the rug next to the tub. Without a word, he began to dry me off. When finished he pointed to the gowns thrown across a stool in the bathroom. "Is one of those yours?"

I nodded, "The royal blue is mine."

Tossing the towel over the edge of the tub he slipped my gown on me. Once he had me dressed he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. He placed me on the bed then leaning over me kissed me and said, "I'll be right back."

I watched as he went back into the bathroom and put out all the candles that were still lit. Before coming back to the bed he turned out the bathroom lights and got my hairbrush from the dresser. Sitting down on the bed he moved me so that he could take down my hair and brush it for me. Having done that he placed the brush on the nightstand next to the bed. Then he lay back on the bed pulling me into his arms to hold me. "Is your head feeling any better?"

"Yes," I said as I rested my head on his chest so that I could listen to his heartbeat, my hand resting on his stomach. I curled up against his side putting my leg on top of his; this caused my gown to ride up around my hips. After I had answered him we lay this way not talking.

Slowly he rubbed his hand up and down my back, side, and arm. Every once in a while he would run his fingers through my hair before going back down my back. Slowly I began to rub my hand across his stomach and as I did I listened as his heartbeat began to increase. As I lay there I made a decision that I had been wondering if I would have to make before we left. With my hand flat against him, I slipped it beneath the elastic of his pajamas and continued rubbing across his lower stomach keeping my hand beneath the elastic. Still, he said nothing and except for continuing to rub my back and occasionally pulling me closer against him; he didn't move.

Gradually I moved my hand lower until I finally wrapped my hand around him. I heard him inhale sharply when I did. As I did this he began to bunch my nightgown up in his hand on my back pulling it up. I moved just enough so that he could use both hands to pull it all the way up. I slipped my arm that was beneath me out of the strap and he pulled it over my head. I moved my hand just long enough to finish taking off my gown before I curled back up against him as I had been.

He wrapped his arm back around me and once again began stroking me as he had been before. His free hand he had cupped over my shoulder. Gently I began to stroke and squeeze him with my hand. Beneath my head and hand, I could feel the muscles of his stomach start to tighten. So I carefully released him and slid my hand back up beneath the waist of his pajamas. As I went to push them down he reached out and grabbed my hand to stop me. Hoarsely he said, "If you do not sure stop now. I've wanted to make love to you since I first saw you. So you have to be sure this is what you want."

I propped myself up on my elbow to look down at him and to make it easier to push down his pajamas. Slowly and carefully I pushed them down. Once they were below his hips I leaned across him to push them further down his legs. When I did my bare breasts pressed down onto him and I felt him jump. As I got the pants down to his knees; he bent them bringing them up so that I could completely remove his pajamas. I tossed them onto the floor with my nightgown. As he lowered his legs I bent over to place small kisses up his left thigh a short way and heard him gasp.

I lifted my head again to finally look down into his face. I slid my hand up to his leg and once again wrapped my hand around him. As I leaned down to kiss him I whispered against his lips, "I'm sure." Then I slipped my tongue past his lips to deepen the kiss. He brought his free hand up and buried it in my hair.

As I began to pick up the pace he cupped my head in both his hands to move me back a little so that he could say, "Slow down, I don't want to hurt you. I want to make sure you're ready too."

I smiled down at him, "You won't hurt me, I promise I'm ready too." And to prove to him I was, I finally released him and moved to straddle him. Before he could say or do anything I moved and in one easy stroke took him inside me. I was so ready that I instantly climaxed around him, but before I could begin to move he laid his arm across my lower back to hold me still. With his other hand, he pushed my head down on his shoulder. Though I didn't want to, I lay still knowing that he was fighting for control.