He was aware of his towel having come undone, and he was naked alongside her, but Gregory didn’t make a move to cover up. That meant pulling back from Diane to put things back into place, and he didn’t want to stop touching her.
Then he felt Diane pressing a hand against his chest, and Gregory broke away.
“You, okay?”
“I…,” Diane swallowed, “you’re naked?”
“I just came out in a towel.”
“Can…can I see?”
Can she see him? Gregory’s heart was racing as he eased back and got to his feet. Having Diane taking him in, in all his naked glory, suddenly made him feel self-conscious, and it made him want to cover himself.
What the hell was he doing? The woman he lusted after wanted to look at him, and he was becoming shy? There was something wrong with him.
His heart stuttered as Diane shifted to the edge of the couch, her eyes firmly on him. There didn’t seem to be a flicker of nerves in her eyes as she looked him over with a critical eye. Top to bottom, she examined everything.
Gregory didn’t think he could get any more nervous. No woman had done this before. But instead of the arousal disappearing, it just flared up even brighter, his cock so hard he was sure he was able to hammer nails.
This should not have been as erotic as it was.
With a look that said she was more than committed to what she was doing, Diane reached out and gripped his cock a little too hard. Gregory flinched, which had her pulling away.
“You, okay? Did I do something wrong?”
“Not exactly. Just don’t grip me so hard, okay?” Gregory took her hand before she completely withdrew it and placed it back on his cock. “Gently, back and forth.”
There didn’t seem to be any fear in her expression as Diane followed his instruction. Soon, Gregory let her explore by herself, and it was making his eyes roll back into his head. He couldn’t help but chuckle.
“I thought you said you’ve never had sex before.”
“I haven’t.”
“You’re not flinching. And your hand says you’ve done something.”
A smile made her lips twitch.
“I’m a fast learner. Besides,” she went on as she slipped onto her knees, “I may not have had sex, but that doesn’t mean I’ve not read about it.”
“You’ve been naughty already?”
“If you can call it that. Reading naughty books passes the time.”
“Even though you’d get into trouble.”
Diane glanced up at him.
“I might be faithful, but I’m not a saint.”
Gregory had barely let the words sink in before his brain short-circuited at the sight of Diane leaning in and licking the tip of his cock. His legs nearly gave way, watching her delicately tend to him, her tongue curling around his shaft.
Had he really died and gone to heaven? It was like a switch had been flipped inside her.
And it was going to make him climax if he wasn’t careful. Gritting his teeth, Gregory eased himself away from her. Diane looked up with a confused expression, only for Gregory to lift her to her feet and kiss her.
She sank into his arms, her kisses showing her inexperience and innocence, but it just made everything more erotic. Gregory could keep kissing her until their mouths were chapped and sore. She was just…
Too many words were going through his head, and they were getting mixed up.
Even though the urge to rip her clothes off and bury himself inside her was great, Gregory eased back from the kiss. He had to be sure.
“Please be certain you want this,” he panted, “I don’t want you to refuse this…”
“I’m certain,” Diane’s voice was quiet and very firm, her gaze unblinking, “I want to know what it’s like, and I want you to show me how good it is.”
Gregory felt like he had been given a gift. He lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. It was a little difficult with her skirt in the way, so Gregory shoved the long fabric up until it was bunched around her hips.
Then she was settled just where he wanted her, his cock brushing against her pussy. If her panties weren’t in the way, he would be inside her.
But not for her first time. She deserved something better.
Somehow, he managed to kiss Diane and head into the bedroom without bumping into anything or falling over. With his legs the way they were, it was a wonder they didn’t end up hurting themselves. Especially with Diane wriggling in his arms, her hips seeming to have a mind of their own as she rubbed against him.
For someone who had never had sex, she was certainly confident in what she wanted.
Gregory laid her on the bed, reluctantly breaking the kiss, and tugged at her sweater.
“I think it’s only fair that both of us are naked.”
“Okay,” Diane hesitated, “can I, do it? I want to control it?”
“Sure,” Gregory kissed her forehead, “don’t hide from me. I want to see that gorgeous body.”
Diane looked momentarily unsure as she slowly undressed, placing her shoes neatly on the floor before removing her clothes. Gregory tried not to smile as she folded everything, including her underwear. Then she was sitting naked on the bed, curling her legs underneath her.
Oh, my. She was like a goddess. Gregory could look at her all day like this and he could never get bored.
Biting her lip, Diane shifted on the bed.
“Is this, okay?”
“You look fucking gorgeous,” Gregory knelt before her, unsure where to touch first, “fucking amazing.”
He settled on her breasts, cupping them and feeling how firm they were. Diane was startled, but her eyes fluttered closed and her head fell back as Gregory squeezed her breasts and toyed with her nipples. He started kissing her neck, slowly working his way down her body.
Diane gasped when he swiped his tongue across her nipple, tracing it with the tip before doing the same to her other breast. Her hands went from his shoulders and into his hair, his fingers scraping against his scalp. She was also lifting to his mouth, eagerly reaching for him.