last night came rushing back to her. Rolling over she saw Paul with
his eyes open waiting for her. She smiled instead of snarling at him. Paul was
resting his head in one hand while the other stroked her hair.
“Morning, sleepy-head,” he said, chuckling
and leaning down to kiss her lips. She moaned when he pulled away.
Stretching out her muscles she
winced as she became aware of her aching muscles and the soreness between her
thighs.
“Are you sore ?”
he asked. The concern he felt was written on his face.
Rachel nodded, feeling a little
embarrassed.
“Why were you poking me?” she asked,
quickly in an attempt to change the subject.
“Poking you?” He frowned.
“Yes. I felt something poking me in
my side—”
He started to laugh before she had
even finished.
“What?” she asked, laughing with him.
“I wasn’t poking you. Let’s just say
I’m very happy to be waking beside you. It’s a good reason for me to poke you.”
She was confused. Why would there
ever be a good reason to poke someone? He lifted the bed covers and pointed at
the obvious reason.
“Oh!” There had to be a blush filling
her checks and rushing over her entire body. A large erection was the thing
poking into her side. He was rock-hard first thing in the morning.
“Don’t worry about it. I figured
you’d be too sore to do anything. I’m used to waking up like this, and I’ll
take care of it when I’m in the shower.” His consideration touched her. He
cared enough to leave her alone until she was no longer sore.
“I love you,” she said, overcome by
emotion. She could not keep her feelings hidden anymore.
Paul cupped her cheek and kissed her
deeply on the mouth. “I love you, too.” He claimed her mouth again. “Last night
was the best night of my life.”
“You don’t have to say that if you
don’t mean it. I was a virgin, but I’m sure I could get better.” She thought
last night had been amazing. Apart from the first initial pain everything else
had been perfect. She couldn’t have asked for a better first time.
“Look at me, Rachel.” He took her
chin between his fingers. “I love you, and last night was the best night ever.
I will never lie to you about that.”
“Thank you. I thought it was pretty
great as well,” she said with tears escaping down her cheeks. Rachel didn’t
understand why she was crying. She was so happy.
“I’ve been waiting for you most of
my life. My biggest regret was not fighting Mitch over you. When we were
younger and you stopped tagging along with us, I missed you. I never minded
when Mitch had to babysit you. I’ve cared about you for a long time, Rachel,
and that’s the truth. More recently I’ve felt that my feelings for you have
developed. I love you with my whole heart.” He held her attention. His words
touched her heart so deeply. How could she ever have doubted his feelings? It
was like he was two different people. The first person was what the outside
world expected him to be whereas the second person was the loving guy she’d
grown up with.
“I love you so much.” She wrapped
her arms around his neck, taking possession of his lips as she did. “I love
you, love you, love you,” she said in between kisses. She felt so happy, and
his delighted laughter cheered her.
If she’d known her simple request for
him to teach her about sex would have produced such honesty about their
feelings she would have done it the night of her eighteenth birthday. They’d
wasted so much time together.
Rachel tried to get him to make love
to her, but he wasn’t having any of it. Instead of making love to her, which was
what she wanted, he carried her through to the bathroom. She watched him run
her a nice warm bath with beautiful smelling salts. Once he was done, Paul’s
attention didn’t stop there. He lowered her into the water and then climbed in
behind her. Paul took over everything. He bathed her thoroughly, washing the
night’s loving from her skin.
his eyes open waiting for her. She smiled instead of snarling at him. Paul was
resting his head in one hand while the other stroked her hair.
“Morning, sleepy-head,” he said, chuckling
and leaning down to kiss her lips. She moaned when he pulled away.
Stretching out her muscles she
winced as she became aware of her aching muscles and the soreness between her
thighs.
“Are you sore ?”
he asked. The concern he felt was written on his face.
Rachel nodded, feeling a little
embarrassed.
“Why were you poking me?” she asked,
quickly in an attempt to change the subject.
“Poking you?” He frowned.
“Yes. I felt something poking me in
my side—”
He started to laugh before she had
even finished.
“What?” she asked, laughing with him.
“I wasn’t poking you. Let’s just say
I’m very happy to be waking beside you. It’s a good reason for me to poke you.”
She was confused. Why would there
ever be a good reason to poke someone? He lifted the bed covers and pointed at
the obvious reason.
“Oh!” There had to be a blush filling
her checks and rushing over her entire body. A large erection was the thing
poking into her side. He was rock-hard first thing in the morning.
“Don’t worry about it. I figured
you’d be too sore to do anything. I’m used to waking up like this, and I’ll
take care of it when I’m in the shower.” His consideration touched her. He
cared enough to leave her alone until she was no longer sore.
“I love you,” she said, overcome by
emotion. She could not keep her feelings hidden anymore.
Paul cupped her cheek and kissed her
deeply on the mouth. “I love you, too.” He claimed her mouth again. “Last night
was the best night of my life.”
“You don’t have to say that if you
don’t mean it. I was a virgin, but I’m sure I could get better.” She thought
last night had been amazing. Apart from the first initial pain everything else
had been perfect. She couldn’t have asked for a better first time.
“Look at me, Rachel.” He took her
chin between his fingers. “I love you, and last night was the best night ever.
I will never lie to you about that.”
“Thank you. I thought it was pretty
great as well,” she said with tears escaping down her cheeks. Rachel didn’t
understand why she was crying. She was so happy.
“I’ve been waiting for you most of
my life. My biggest regret was not fighting Mitch over you. When we were
younger and you stopped tagging along with us, I missed you. I never minded
when Mitch had to babysit you. I’ve cared about you for a long time, Rachel,
and that’s the truth. More recently I’ve felt that my feelings for you have
developed. I love you with my whole heart.” He held her attention. His words
touched her heart so deeply. How could she ever have doubted his feelings? It
was like he was two different people. The first person was what the outside
world expected him to be whereas the second person was the loving guy she’d
grown up with.
“I love you so much.” She wrapped
her arms around his neck, taking possession of his lips as she did. “I love
you, love you, love you,” she said in between kisses. She felt so happy, and
his delighted laughter cheered her.
If she’d known her simple request for
him to teach her about sex would have produced such honesty about their
feelings she would have done it the night of her eighteenth birthday. They’d
wasted so much time together.
Rachel tried to get him to make love
to her, but he wasn’t having any of it. Instead of making love to her, which was
what she wanted, he carried her through to the bathroom. She watched him run
her a nice warm bath with beautiful smelling salts. Once he was done, Paul’s
attention didn’t stop there. He lowered her into the water and then climbed in
behind her. Paul took over everything. He bathed her thoroughly, washing the
night’s loving from her skin.
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