They both sat there, losing any sense of time as they revelled in each other's bodies. Will was leaning over Emma, she squirmed in pleasure as he sucked her neck. As his right hand snaked up her shirt, she tugged as his belt. Freeing it, she threw it on the floor, and unzipped his jeans. She fumbled into his boxers, as he released a loud moan. She stroked him up and down. 'Em-m-ma,' he cupped her face with one hand, and crept towards her own jeans with the other. He reached below her waistband, and slipped two fingers into her, they both groaned loudly. 'You're not in pain are you?'He whispered brushed a strand of hair from her face.
'No it's just, um...New.'They both laughed softly, and continued. Will was beginning to let go, he was almost there.
'Emma I think I'm going to, I'm going to...'They both whined in pleasure as Will came all over her bare stomach. He withdrew his fingers from Emma, and they both straightened up, smiling hazily. They had been getting closer and closer to sex, but things had not got that messy before. 'Sorry,'Will moaned kissing her forehead. 'It's fine, I'll just go clean up,'she gave him a soft, open-mouthed kiss, then headed to the shower. Will lay alone on the coach, catching his breath, his jeans still hanging open. Once he noticed the general untidiness caused by their steamy session; he shoved his belt back on; moved the discarded cushions; and retrieved Emma's bra from the rug- placing it in the laundry basket. While doing this, he remembered something. 'The surprise,'he thought. How could he have forgotten what he had prepared for Emma, what he had needed to tell her in the choir room that morning. It was dark now, and his car was on the other side of town in the school parking lot, he would have to do it in their apartment.