Chapter Fifteen

To say that the quick drive home went by fast for Eli would be a lie. It took all of his attention to keep his hand on the steering wheel (the other one was rubbing Grace's thigh). He couldn't believe she had straddled him at a movie theater. This was Gracie, shy Gracie, who he thought would never do anything like that. And, with that thought, he looked over at her and wanted to start groping her all over again.

Eli, clutching his chest - "My heart is racing. Racing!"

Meanwhile, Grace stared out the window, feeling the blush rise to her cheeks. When did she become so aggressive? She quickly glanced at Eli and she knew the answer – since Eli said he was hers. He knew so much about her already, she didn't need to play games or be coy like she usually does at the start of a new relationship. This wasn't a new relationship, after all, it was just different. She wasn't nervous around Eli because... well, it was Eli. Who she had matured into an adult with. Who she had confided so much in all of these years. Eli who had always cheered her on. She was with him and that thought couldn't make Grace happier.

What seemed like an hour-long ride finally ended as Eli pulled into the parking garage. Grace had hopped out of the Jeep before he could even walk to her side to open the door. He bent down and gave her a quick kiss before grabbing her hand and walking into the apartment building. Just like the drive home, they didn't speak. This time it wasn't because of the Jeep being too loud, it was because neither really knew just what to say. They just knew what to do. And doing that was just a short elevator ride up to the third floor.

At the door, Grace fumbled with the keys. She was nervous, Eli realized. He lightly grabbed them and quickly unlocked the door.

"Thanks," she replied quietly, as she walked into the dark apartment. Before she could flip the light switch, Eli had shut the door and was placing his arms around her. She turned to face him and they started kissing. Eli lifted her up into a hug and Grace tangled her legs around his waist, holding on to him. His hands were cupping her butt as the skirt her dress pulled up, exposing her lacy underwear to his hands. Eli pushed into a wall and Grace let out a soft groan.

"Are you OK?" he asked, pulling away from her, but not letting go.

"Yes, no," she said, breathing hard and leaning in to a kiss.

Eli didn't know what to do. His heart and groin were telling him to take Grace into a bedroom, but which one? Probably hers because his still reeked of paint. Was this really going to happen? Meanwhile, his head was flashing a warning to him -- Don't do this, Eli. You can't go all the way with her right now or she will end up feeling used.

Eli turned and sat on the sofa, still holding Grace. She tugged at his shirt and pulled it off, then began to run her fingers over his perfect pectoral muscles. She kissed his body, exploring every curve and muscle on his stomach and chest while he continued kissing her. Finally, she pulled away.

Grace, looking out of breath - "This is it."

"Eli... I want..." she began.

"I know, I do, too... but is this really the right time for it?" he asked. Their eyes had gotten used to the darkness and Grace saw the pleading in his. Is this what she wanted? Slowly looking at his body and then to his beautiful eyes, her heart began to race again.

Grace got off the sofa and started walking towards her bedroom. Eli didn't know if he should follow until he saw her go into her bedroom and leave the door wide open.

Eli, looking nervous - "The door is wide open. I can do this. Come on, E!"

Eli slowly stood up from the sofa and followed her into the bedroom. Grace was laying on the bed, waiting for him, smiling and looking more sure of herself than Eli had ever seen. He knew she wanted this. That she wanted him and he knew that he had to have her. He walked to the bed and slowly sat down on it after taking his sandals off.

Grace turned to him and straddled his lap again. She started kissing him and he her. Her body felt amazing to him, but he wanted to feel her flesh. He began to pull the skirt of her dress up, but Grace shook her head and reached to her side before unzipping a hidden zipper. That was the go-ahead that Eli needed. He quickly pulled the whole dress off her body and then looked at her amazing body. Grace was wearing a light lacy pink bra and matching panties that looked great next to her suntanned skin. His hands and lips began to explore even more, cupping her breasts and her bottom.

Meanwhile, Grace was rubbing against Eli's thigh again. She could feel him through his shorts, but she wanted more. She began to unbutton his shorts when Eli flipped her over on the bed and quickly peeled out of his shorts. She always knew he was a boxer guy from doing years of laundry, but she never knew how amazing he looked in those boxers. Her heart raced as he lowered himself onto her again. This time, Grace began to explore his body and he felt wonderful to her.

Grace - "Truth? I lost my virginity when I was seventeen years old. It was terrible. Then, I had a relationship in college that included a lot of sex. And... I did have a few other guys I slept with." She puts her hand on her forehead. "This is so different. This is Eli. Eli."

Eli felt that throbbing pain as Grace continued touching him, rubbing against him. It felt wonderful and painful at the same time. They continued to explore each other's bodies until Grace finally took off her bra, exposing her breasts to Eli for the first time. He cupped each one lovingly and began to nuzzle them. She let out a soft groan. He lie down on top of her, feeling his chest push into her breasts and Eli didn't know if he could take anymore.

Eli - "Grace dresses normal. I had no idea that under those t-shirts and sweaters were these. She is beautiful! She is... perfect."

Grace began to rub his crotch through the thin material of his boxers. Eli was a bit surprised at her directness, but did not object. Grace started to pull his boxers down and Eli pulled away from her, taking them all the way off. Grace looked down at his groin and looked shock. She had seen Eli walking around without a shirt on for six years. This was different. This was Eli. She quickly shimmied out from under him and faced him, still looking at that area. Eli let out a small laugh because she looked like a kid in a candy store. She lightly touched it and he gave a small shudder. Then, smiling, she took her entire hand and started stroking the whole shaft.

Eli - "I cannot take this much longer."

Grace began to bend down to taste it, but Eli objected. He pushed her back on to the bed and slowly pulled off her lace panties. He was shocked to see that Grace was... bare.

Grace, looking confident - "I like getting a Brazilian. Sue me!"

She rolled on to her side so that she could touch him and he her. They both explored each other's private areas that until now, had never been exposed. Grace shuddered when Eli slipped a finger inside of her. She looked into his eyes, smiling and wanting more. He knew she wanted him and she would have him... Soon...

Eli gently lowered his mouth to her bare skin. He licked the outside skin before exploring inside. She felt and tasted wonderful. He slowly licked the hot, wet areas, teasing different places with the flick of his tongue while he clutched both of her breasts with his hands, squeezing them. Grace loved the pain and agony she felt as he pinched her nipples and lapped inside of her, but she wanted more. She wanted him.

She pulled herself away and moved around so that she could taste him. She slowly lowered her mouth to the shaft of his penis and felt Eli jerk. He pulled her body up, closer to him so that he could once again taste her while she began to taste him. Both of them were breathing heavily, loving this new exploration, but wanting more. Eli knew that he couldn't contain himself for much longer, so he pulled Grace off of him and looked into her eyes.

"Grace... I can't..." he said, sheepishly.

"Can't? You don't... want to?" she asked, embarrassed.

"No. NO!" he replied. "It's just... I can't continue doing this or..." he began. "Do you have anything?"

Grace's eyes widened as she realized what he was asking. She shook her head, "I don't need it. I'm on the pill. You are clean, right?" she asked him.

"Yeah," he responded.

"Well, then..." she straddled him once again. This time, she opened her legs wide and pulled herself onto him. Eli shivered as she enveloped him and began raising up and down. In and out. Slowly, but aggressively. He couldn't believe that Grace had initiated this. He cupped her breasts and she lowered herself down to kiss him. He took that opportunity to clutch onto her tight bottom, feeling in between her legs and feeling with his hands the act that they were doing. This felt so right.

After a few minutes, Grace grew tired of that position. She pulled off of him slowly and turned away from him, on her knees. Eli's eyes widened, amazed that Grace would want this position, but he quickly obliged, pushing himself deep into her from behind, clutching her breasts again and hearing the slapping of his body against hers. He went deeper than before. She shuttered and began to moan in ecstasy. He kept a steady rhythm, amazed at how moist her body was. How perfect she was. But, he wanted to look into her eyes, so, he pulled out and away from Grace after a few minutes. She looked over her shoulder, wanting, but he shook his head before patting the end of the bed. She quickly climbed there and Eli loved watching her amazing butt shake on her way. She lie down, exposed and wanting. He saw the hunger in her eyes and he knew that this was going to be it.

He slowly pushed himself inside Grace's juicy pussy and groaned as she sank her nails into his chest. She pulled her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside. Eli grabbed at her breasts. Now wasn't the time to be tender, they had turned into animals. He squeezed her hardened nipples until she thrashed. His rhythm continued to speed up. Faster and faster until he was ready. He looked into her eyes and knew that she was ready, too. He pushed as deep as he could inside her a few more times before she arched her back in ecstasy, pushing her breasts into his face. He pushed a few more times deeper until his body quivered and jerked, his eyes shut. A groan escaped Eli's lips.

He continued to remain inside her and lie his weight onto her for a few seconds, both breathing heavily, before he opened his eyes. He looked at Grace, but her eyes were still shut. The expression on her face, though, read happiness and satisfaction. She finally opened her eyes and looked into Eli's. He knew she would be hungry for him again. Soon. He smiled at her before they kissed and finally tore himself out of her body, rolling over to lie beside her.

They cuddled, naked and holding each other, tangled together as one. Grace and Eli began to doze off until the phone began to ring. Neither moved, just laying there, hearing the ringing and not pulling away. The machine on Grace's nightstand finally clicked on with her greeting. After the beep, they heard Jessie.

"Grace? Where are you? Why haven't you answered your cell phone? Please call me back as soon as possible! My Dad has been in an accident and..."