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I finish drooling over the bathroom and walk back out to the
kitchen, noting that it’s after 7pm.  Elliott left around 5 and I was hoping
he’d be home now.  I’m getting hungry and I don’t whether to wait for him or
just to order something.  I decide to order some pizza, that way there will be
some leftover if, when he gets home, he’s hungry.  I dial Guido’s Pizzeria and
order a Pepperoni on thin and a Perfecto Supreme.  I pour myself and drink and
decide to text Kami, seeing as though I haven’t spoken to her since I left
Duece with Elliott.

** Hey Girlie, how did u go Fri night?
**

** Hey urself minx. Nothing to report from Duece. Where r
u? How’s things with Elliott **

** Pity u didn’t get urself some ;) I’m
staying at
Elliott’s. Things are…different. I’ll fill u in when I see u**

** ooohhh u r a minx!  Have u handed in ur V card yet?
Seriously tho, I’m happy for u guys :)**

**NO! Not yet ;) Yeah we’ll let’s just c how it goes. Oh
pizza’s here. Talk soon. Love u xx**

** ok Chica. Love u 2 x**

 

I grab my purse and race to the front door, I open it and
there stands a bored looking Goth girl with a ring in her nose and about half a
dozen studs up her left ear, she has straggly black hair that hangs below her
shoulders and she’s dressed in black skinny jeans and a black Guido’s Pizzeria
shirt.  I hand her the money, take the pizzas and smile at her to have a nice
day.  She doesn’t return the sentiment, just turns and walks off down the path
to her Guido’s Pizzeria delivery vehicle.  I close the door and make my way
back to the kitchen.  I place the pizzas down, grab a plate and a slice of
each, pick up my glass of diet soda and make my way back to the living room.  I
already picked out a DVD earlier, so I press play and settle in to watch. 

******

I wake up to find I’m in Elliot’s arms and he’s walking down
the hall to his bed.  “Shhh, baby, go back to sleep,” he kisses me forehead and
lays me down.

 “What time is it?” I mumble.

 “Late, honey. Go to sleep”. 

So I do.

I wake with a full bladder and rise out of bed to find the
bathroom.  I note the time is 6am and Elliott is not in bed.  I wonder if last
night was a dream, but how did I get into bed?  I go into the bathroom and take
care of business before jumping into the shower.  I quickly wash my hair, get
out and wrap a towel around my body and one around my hair like a turban.  I go
back into the bedroom and change into a fresh pair of sexy (the only kind I
own) underwear, the panties are a baby pink lace thong and the bra matches, a
pair of charcoal gray sweats that have a white stripe that runs up one leg,
across my ass and down the other side and a light gray tank top that’s a little
bit tighter than I would usually like but I really love it.  I put my dirty
clothes into my bag and go back into the bathroom with my toiletry bag.  I
towel dry my hair and run my brush thru it. It will have to air dry because I
doubt Elliott has a drier.  I put on some moisturizer, a lick of mascara and
some pale pink lip gloss.  On the way out I put the toiletry bag back and grab
my flip flops.  Then I make my way in search of Elliott.  I plod down the hall
towards the kitchen and I stop dead in my tracks as Elliott comes through the
front door. Cap on backwards, light gray tank tossed over his bare shoulder,
baggy sweats, and sweat dripping down his gorgeous, tanned muscled abdomen.  I
pick my jaw up off the floor and resist the urge to moan as I feel heat thrum
through my veins. 

He raises his eyebrows in surprise when he sees me

 “You’re up early,”

 “I’m an earlier riser-always have been,” I explain as my
mouth starts to water.

 I tear my eyes away from him and gesturing towards the
kitchen I ask,  “Wo..” I croak, so I clear my throat and thoughts of how
goddamn sexy he looks from my mind, “Would you like some breakfast?” He gives
me a shit-eating grin and replies, “Sure. I’m just gonna take a shower.” He
leaves me then with thoughts of his naked body.  Soap and hot water running
over his naked body.  My hands and tongue running all over his naked body.
Argh!
Snap out of it!!
 I mentally chastise myself and get to work in
the kitchen.

Fifteen minutes later, he’s making his way back down the
hall as I’m placing our salmon and cream cheese bagels with poached egg on the
breakfast bench.  He rounds the corner and my mouth once again waters at the
sight of him.  He has on faded ripped blue jeans and a black Van Halen Tee.
Yummy.

“Hi,” I say, all of a sudden shy.

“Hi,” He replies as he tips my chin up and lays a swift, but
passionate, closed mouth kiss on my lips.

  “Urm, I made bagels with cream cheese, salmon and poached
egg.  I hope that’s okay?”

 “I can see,” he replies smiling because clearly I’m a
dickhead and he can see what I made for breakfast but like a dickhead I had to
go and tell him. Oh God! I am such a moron.  Heat floods my cheeks and he once
again tips my chin, this time though he rest his lips against mine and says,
“Thanks baby,” then he pulls away to pour a cup of coffee for himself and me,
then he sits down on the stool and digs in.

“Do you have any plans today?” Elliott asks after swallowing
his last bite.  I raise my eyebrows and glance down at his empty plate. He
practically shoveled the food in.  He raises his eyebrows back at me and
smiles.

“Urm, well..yeah.  I have to go into town and get some
flowers and I always go out to visit with my Dad on Sundays.  After that I have
dinner with my Mom and whoever she’s married to.”  His lips twitch as he
suppresses a smile.

“So, what time do we have to be at your Mom’s for dinner?” 
What time do we have to be at dinner?
We?
“Elliott, I don’t think it’s
such a good idea that
we
attend dinner with my Mom,” I say cautiously. 
“Why?” I look at him while trying to think of an answer.  When one doesn’t come
I look at the ceiling and then the floor hoping that either one would give me
an answer.  They didn’t.  “Urm, well..I just think this is new and we don’t
really know each other that well so,” I drag the last part out hoping he will
give me a reprieve and agree that I’m right.  He doesn’t. So I continue, hoping
to fill the awkward silence that is stretching between us.

“I just think it’s a big step and our relationship, if
that’s what it is, because I don’t have any idea what it is and I’m still
really confused as to what’s going on between us and I have never bought a man
home and there is a chance that if I was to bring you home, my Mom would take
that as an opportunity to do something ridiculously absurd, like say, plan our
wedding, which would in turn be highly embarrassing for me and extremely
awkward for you,” I take a deep breath and wait for him to say something. 
Instead his stays silent, so I continue, when I really should just
shut up.
“So based on those facts, I think it’s wise if I go to dinner with Mom and
Michael O’Cleary Senior, whom she is currently married to, and you can do
whatever it is that you do of a Sunday and we can meet up maybe like next
weekend or something?” I say hopefully.
“Or if that’s too soon for you, we could meet up in like say a fortnight or so.
I mean whatever you want. I’m not as experienced in the whole dating scene as
you are, so I’ll just follow your lead.” I say with a whoosh of breath.  I look
back at his face from the bench which my eyes have been studying during my
ridiculous speech and notice his sapphire eyes are dancing.  Then he throws his
head back and full on belly laughs  I’m not sure what to do with that so I just
sit watching in awe at how beautiful this man is.  “I wasn’t trying to be funny,”
I say softly, and to be honest I’m a little bit hurt.  Okay so I’ve got no idea
when it comes to dating or relationships or men in general actually but I don’t
think I deserve to be laughed at.  His face sobers as he looks back at me and
he must see the hurt in my face.  I rise off the stool to go and pack my bags
when he grabs me by the elbow and tugs me toward him, placing me between his
open legs. I cups my face with both his hands and gently brushes his lips
across mine.

 “Sweetheart,
we
are together.
We
are
boyfriend and girlfriend.
We will
be going to your Mom and Michael
O’Cleary Seniors for dinner.”  Then he touches his lips to mine.  The kiss
starts out slow but soon we are devouring each other’s mouths and I can feel
his erection growing between us, pressing against my belly.  He threads his
fingers through my hair and tugs gently, pulling me deeper into him.  I moan
into his mouth and he must like this because he returns to favor, groaning into
mine.  His tongue probes and tangles with mine, my breasts swell, my tummy
clenches and I feel my panties flood with heat.  I grab him around the waist
and pull him even deeper into me.  I run my hands under his shirt and touch the
taut muscles of his stomach, dragging my hands up and down over the ripples. 
He pulls away and we are both panting, breathless. 
Holy shit this man can
kiss
. And when I say kiss I mean he can kiss like a golden god.  He runs
his hand down my cheek and traces my collarbone and a tremble run through my
entire body. My lips part and I remind myself to keep breathing.  I stare into
his sapphire eyes as he stares right back into my plain blue ones. 

“What time do we have to be at dinner?”

 “6 o’clock,” I immediately answer.

“Good. What time do you want to go see your Dad?”

“I usually leave at about 4pm, go to the florist, see Dad
and then go to Mom’s”

“Ok. So what do you want to do till then?”

Oh shit. What did I want to do until then? That’s like 8
hours away.  Hmm I wonder how many times we could make love in 8 hours.  That’s
a good amount of time I could spend exploring every inch of his God like body,
and a lot of time I could spend kissing and tasting every inch of his God like
body…

His chuckling brings me from my thoughts and I look at him
confused.  “Your face says exactly what you’d like to do in the next eight
hours baby.  I can read you like a book”.

Cocky, arrogant ass.

He grabs my hand and pulls me into him. I wrap my hands
around his neck and he kisses me passionately, hot, deep, wet.  His tongue
explores my mouth and when we pull away we are both breathless. My panties are
drenched and I can feel his hard length against my stomach.  He walks me
backwards towards his bedroom, nibbling on my lips and neck as we go.  He
gently lays me back on the bed and kisses me again.  He removes my clothes
slowly and deliberately, leaving me in just my sexy underwear.  I hear him take
in a sharp breath as he notices the lack of material gracing my baby pink
thong.  He runs his hand down my neck, around my collarbone and then traces a
line down the centre of my breast and across my nipple that’s straining hard
against the lace.  He continues dragging his finger down over my navel, over
the top of my vagina, down my leg to my feet, where he removes my boots.  The
he comes up beside me on the bed and follows the trail he just made, but this
time he uses his lips.  His mouth grazes over my nipple and I whimper as I feel
heat pool in my panties.  He pulls the fabric of my bra down so my breast is
exposed and pushed up.  He then does the same to the other side. He lowers his
head and claims a nipple in his mouth, sucking deep and swirling his tongue
around my tight bud, as his hand reaches up to roll my other nipple between his
thumb and finger.  I moan loudly and arch my back off the bed, panting and
running my fingers through his hair to bring him closer.  He leaves my nipples and
continues suckling down my belly, leaving tiny kisses as he reaches my navel
and dips his tongue inside, I suck in a sharp breathe.  He grins against my
flesh and moves himself between my thighs.  He places his nose to my panty clad
pussy and breathes deep.

 “Oh baby, you smell so good. Can’t wait to taste you. Can’t
wait for you to come in my mouth.” He growls as he slowly removes my panties
and chucks them to the side.  He spreads my thighs as far apart as they will
go, leaving me completely exposed to him. “Dripping wet already baby. You’re
pussy is so pretty. And it’s all mine” Elliott growls again as he lowers his
tongue and licks from the bottom of my pussy to the top.

 “Ohhhh God,” I yell as he continues his onslaught. 
Licking, nibbling and suckling every crevice of my pussy, fucking me with his
tongue and moaning every now and then which sends a delicious vibration through
my sopping sex.  I begin to pant louder and chant, “ohgodohgod” and he must
know I’m close to orgasm because just I start to come, he sucks hard on my clit
and jams a single finger inside of me, pumping it in an out as stars explode
behind my eyelids and I scream and thrash about the bed as my orgasm over takes
me.  I slowly come down from my high and he is kneeling between my legs, naked.
When did he have time to get naked.
  I take in his gorgeous body as I
lower my eyes to his cock. 
Oh holy crap. Fuck. Shit.  That is huge.  Is
that going to fit? Oh shit, that is big. Are they all that big? Oh God it’s
going to hurt. Jeez that is beautiful.  Are they all that beautiful?  I know
it’s going to hurt but damn I want him inside me so bad
. His chuckling
brings me back from my thoughts.  I look into his sapphire eyes that are
burning bright with lust and something I can’t define.

“It’s huge,” I blurt. Yes I said that!

“Why, thank you,” he replies cockily. 

The his expression turns serious “It will fit baby, don’t
panic, okay.  It will probably hurt a little bit but I’ll be as gentle as I can.
I don’t want to hurt you. If you want to stop just say the word at any time and
I’ll stop ok?” I nod my head and he leans down to gently kiss my lips.  I pull
him closer to deepen the kiss and he reciprocates.  I can taste myself on him
and it’s hot as Hell.  I lift my hips to grind against him.  He breaks away
from our kiss and asks “You’re on the pill right?” I nod my head yes and he
continues “Good. I get tested every three months. Last test was a week ago, I’m
clean.  I don’t want anything between us when I’m inside you.”

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