/Samantha/
I still couldn't get used to the concept that this child was mine, that he loved me and wanted me. "Mmm I want to try it" he murmured suddenly shoving my shoulders so I had to roll onto my back. He unclasped my bra and wiped banoffi pie over my br**sts and stomach, it was chilly so I giggled somewhat but the laughter stopped as soon as he got his mouth to me licking all over, lingering on my ni**les and sucking them, making me moan loudly.
After all the desert was used up we were just having a passionate make out session, I was still in my panties and he was in his boxers. We made no move to take them off, we had all night there was no rush. He kissed across to my ear and chuckled, "What?" I asked my voice sounding husky from all the kissing.
"You have cream in your hair" he added with a smile, I smiled too. I'd just had another suggestion which I knew he was sure to like.
I put my hands on his chest and pushed him off me, I rose up and took a few of steps away and slid down my panties tossed them at him, he seemed a little astonished as they hit him in the chest and dropped into his lap. I turned around and went off, "Where are you going?" he questioned bewildered, I grinned over my shoulder seductively.
"I'm going to take a shower wash this out of my hair, want to come and help me?" I said raising my eyebrows. He closed his eyes and groaned breathily then opened them back up to gaze at me with a ravenous sensual expression plain over his face. I giggled and moved off in the direction of my restroom knowing that he would follow.
I had the finest shower I had ever had in my life, we washed each other and he even conditioned my hair, bless him he combed it through and everything. After about an hour we both booked a bit prune like so we decided to get out. I wrapped my hair in a towel and reached to get another for my body but he beat me to it, he proceeded to dry every inch of my body thoroughly, I just watched him the whole time, watched as the water dripped from his hair and trailed its way down his body before it soaked into the towel he'd wrapped around his waist, I envied that drip of water I really did.
"There you go Miss Thomas I guess you are officially free from traces of banoffi pie" he remarked standing up and kissing me, I chuckled as he traced his hands down my sides making me squirm.
"Hmm I'm quite weary I guess I'm gonna go to sleep now, unless you can think of anything else we can do Henry?" I said seductively sliding my finger down his chest and hooked it in the towel at his waist tugging slightly making it fall to the floor. "Oops dumb me" I murmured sweeping my eyes over his body.
"You're a friggin pervert Samantha, my eyes are up here" he joked chuckling.
"I've been looking at your eyes for 12 years Henry, I'm just trying to give the rest of you a chance to catch up" I remarked with a wink. He grinned and grabbed my waist and lifted me easily, tossing me over his shoulder and slapping my ass softly, from this angle I had a fantastic view of his lovely ass, he took me to the bedroom and threw me gently on the bed.
"Lets watch the movie" he said putting the DVD in and pressing play, he switched off the light and went into the bed na**d. I saw the opening credits and that was it before he turned to me with an expression so lusty that it sent shock waves through my body.
"Are you sure your not gonna freak out in the morning and tell me you just wanna be friends? Because I truly don't believe I can take that again" he added feeling depressed.
I caressed his face and stared into his eyes, "I'm sure" I answered honestly. There was no way in this world that I was gonna change my mind, yet part of me was afraid. What if we did this and it didn't work out? Would we be able to stay friends then? But I just don't think that there is how either of us could not try, it was absolutely worth the risk, I mean what if it did work out and we got to enjoy this forever?
"Will you kindly be my girlfriend?" he said gently playing with my fingers appearing anxious as hell, I smiled, those were the nicest words in the world as they came out of his lovely mouth.
I nodded "Yes" I replied I felt so delighted I could burst, "So I get to be your first something too" I added brushing my finger along his jaw.
"You're my first a lot of things Samantha bear" he remarked with a knowing smile.
"Yeah like what?" I inquired interested I mean he was a total player who had slept with more girls than he could remember, what could I possibly be the first of?
"You were my first crush, first Love, first girl I ever gave flowers to, well actually you're the only girl I've ever given flowers to, first girl I ever kissed" he said he was ready to continue but I interrupted.
"First kiss? What are you talking about?" I inquired while befuddled.
Oh yeah right, I'd forgotten about that! "You kissed me when I was ten, after I broke my finger on that baseball," he remarked with a chuckle. "Oh yeah right, I'd forgotten about that!" I was eight years old at the time, and we were playing baseball in the park with some older children. One of the older children threw the ball to him too forcefully, and it broke his finger. He was crying so hard that I kissed him to make him stop, and it was also my first kiss. How could I forget something so significant?
As he glanced at my body, he subconsciously licked his lips and stated, "Yep, so like I said, first kiss, first time anyone's ever put food on me and licked it off." He then went on to say that it was the first time anyone had ever kissed him. Kissing my neck, he whispered, "First shower with a girl, which was so amazing by the way I get goosebumps just thinking about it."
"First shower with a girl," he remarked. "My first and actually the only person I've ever given a love bite to or received one from, the list goes on and on, and I'm honestly hoping that you get to be my only for a lot of those too, I don't ever want anyone else," he said as he wrapped his arms around me, pulled me close, and buried his face in my hair while inhaling deeply. "The list goes on and on and I'm honestly hoping that you get to be my only for a
I was so comfortable, warm, and content that I had to hide a large yawn, and he teased me by saying, "Wow, you sure are worn out, aren't you?" as he laughed.
"Yep, boyfriend, you did that," I mumbled sleepily while stroking his chest and grinning at the term "boyfriend." He kissed my forehead and I was faintly aware that he turned the movie off before I fell asleep.