Sean (3 page)

“I’m not scared to touch you.”
I pulled her to me and held her for the first time. She put her arms around me and laid her head against my chest. “Believe me, I want to touch you just as badly as I did ten minutes ago, but I have to change gears a little bit, that’s all. And as for you touching me…well, let’s just say I’m a willing participant in whatever your hands have in mind.” I kissed the top of her sweet smelling hair.

She giggled
and stepped back to look up at me. “Why do you have to change gears? What does that mean?”

“I need to know your limits,” I said.

“What limits?” She looked confused, which confused me.

“
Well, like what you want and don’t want to do. Where you want and don’t want to be touched. I mean, I want to be able to please you without crossing the line.” She still looked confused. I was getting a little nervous.

“Brynn, I’m sorry for what I’m about to say, I hope it doesn’t offend you, but I’m getting the feeling I need to be as specific as I can right now.” I waited.

She nodded. “You said you wanted me to keep touching you. I need to know where I can touch you. Can I give you an orgasm? If so, how? Can I use my hands, fingers, mouth, tongue, toys? Some people who are saving themselves just don’t have intercourse, some don’t even have orgasms. I need to know exactly where you stand.” I hoped I got my point across without sounding like a total pervert.

She smiled, her face turned red,
and then she giggled. I wondered what I’d gotten myself into.

“I’m sorry
, Sean. I had no idea that was what you thought.”
Huh?
“I’m not a virgin because I’m saving myself. I’m a virgin because I’ve never really had a good opportunity to change that. I’ve never met anyone who made me feel like sharing my body with them. It’s as simple as that.” My eyes and mouth were wide open, I’m sure, and she just shrugged her shoulders.

“
In therapy I had to study the male and female body. I’d never been sat down as a teen and had the whole ‘birds and the bees’ talk. I mean, I knew what intercourse was, the act of it anyway, but didn’t get what the big deal was. Anyway, as I studied, I became more and more interested, which made me do more and more reading and research, not just on our bodies, but also sex, orgasms, and all sorts of other stuff I don’t care to admit right now.” My mouth was still agape, my dick was hard as a rock, and my chest was rising up and down rapidly as I listened to every word sweet, innocent Brynn said.

“N
ow, here I am, in front of the sexiest, sweetest guy I’ve ever met and I’m as wanting as I’ve ever been. I don’t know if it’s just you or the curiosity or both, but I may explode soon.” I was about as shocked as I was when she told me she was a virgin. I shook my head and smiled from ear to ear.

“You are just full of surprises, aren’t you?” I grabbed her and kissed her long and hard. She wrapped her arms ar
ound me again, putting her hands in my hair and pulling me even harder to her mouth. I lifted her slightly and she wrapped her legs around my waist, making us both moan at the touch. I walked out of the water and she nibbled on my neck as I made my way to a private spot in the rocks I knew about.

I went to my knees with her legs still locked around me and
untied the back of her bikini top before I laid her down on the sand. I kissed and sucked on her neck and ears before I slowly moved down her beautiful body to her beautifully heaving breasts. As I teased and pleased them she arched her back and closed her eyes to the sun.

I moved down between her legs and untied the sides of her bottoms. Her hips were wild as she anticipated my touch and I was more than happy to oblige. I ran my fingers over her smooth lips and up across her
perfectly shaped landing strip. Everything about her was sexy and exciting. I glanced up and was pleasantly surprised to find her watching me.

I put her thighs over my shoulders and my
tongue right where she wanted it. I massaged her clit and all around it, sucking and blowing and teasing and torturing until she silently begged me to give her what she needed. I put my thumb against her opening as I full on tongued her clit with all that I had, keeping a quick, steady rhythm as I felt her building up to her release. I barely put my thumb inside her, but gave her steady pressure, in and out, as I kept my mouth going as strong and constant as I could. I felt her pause and hold her breath, so I went for the gold and pushed my thumb in a little further while keeping up the oral massage. She arched and moaned as she crashed all around me. I came while I watched her come. It was that intense.

“Oh
, my God!” she said as aftershocks went through her body. “There’s no way that intercourse can feel better than that just did!”

I moved up beside her and she turned her head to face me.
We both had sated looks on our faces. She ran her hand down my chest, and when it reached my semi-soft member, she looked surprised.

“What the…”

“I got lost in the moment,” I told her.

“That couldn’t
have been very satisfying,” she said.

“Do I n
ot look satisfied?”

“Well, you’re much calmer
, and you’re smiling.”

“Lesson number one, this is how your partner should look after sex if he
’s satisfied.” I chuckled.

“Oohhh, you’re going to give me lessons?” Her expression was of excited anticipation.

“You’re the teacher, and the one who did all the studying, so maybe you should be giving me lessons.” I raised my brows.

“You definitely do not need lessons,” she said, which made me feel good. “Why didn’t you want to have intercourse with me?” It was as if she’d just realized we hadn’t.

I laughed. “I wasn’t about to deflower you right here in the sand, but believe me, I wanted to! Please stop calling it intercourse though, that word makes it sound very un-fun.”

“Okay,” she giggled.

We heard some voices so we hopped up and I tied her top while she tied her bottoms. We walked back out to the waterfall hand in hand as about half a dozen people were jumping in. We swam for a while, mainly so I could wash away the deposit I’d made in my trunks, and then we headed back to the zip lines. We stopped twice to kiss and I told Brynn she wasn’t going to be sweet and innocent much longer if she kept kissing me the way she did.

I talked Brynn into zip-lining solo on our last line. She was nervous, but I admired her for facing her fear and going for it.
When I reached the platform after her, I loved the way she was waiting for me with a sexy smile and open arms.

“Thank you
, Sean. That was the most fun I’ve ever had, ever!” She said it so convincingly it was hard not to believe.

“Which part?” I teased her.

“All of it.” She kissed me.

As we headed down the mountain and back to the city
, Brynn watched out the window just as she’d done on the way up.

“Have you been up here much, on the mountain?” I asked her.

“Never,” she said. “But I’d always wanted to, so I really appreciate you taking me today.” She squeezed my hand but kept her eyes out the window.

“You’ve lived in the city all your life, but never came up the mountain?” That was hard to believe.

“Uh-huh.”

“Where did you live growing up?” I assumed it was close to where she lived now.

“On Richmond, over by the golf course.”

“You mean, Vista?” Surely not, that was even richer than my neighborhood.

“Yeah,” she said.

“Do your parents still live there?” I couldn’t figure it out.

She turned and looked at me. “Yes, Sean, my parents still live there. They’re quite wealthy, as you’ve just discovered. I grew up with money and never wanted for anything, except all the stuff that money couldn’t buy. I was an only child, an ‘accident,’ and it was a lonely existence as I turned to food, television, drugs, alcohol, and whatever else I could find that would make me ‘feel’ something while my successful parents brought home not only the bacon, but the whole fricken pig.” She wiped her eye and looked back out the window. My heart beat fast as I considered what she’d just told me. “I’m sorry,” she said.

I kissed her hand
. “What are you sorry for?”

“Getting
so upset.”

“That was upset?” I chuckled. “Why? Because you said ‘fricken’?” She hadn’t even raised her voice.

“The tone, the crying, and the ‘fricken pig’ part,” she said. “I’ve come a long way in therapy, which is why I was able to admit to you everything I just have, but I still get angry when I talk about it.” I wondered who her therapist was. If that was angry, then I’d guess she was pretty withdrawn before.

“Brynn, you have every right to be angry. You can scream, cry, and cuss until the cows come home. It’s all part of the healing process, don’t apologize for it, it’s a necessity for most people
.” I kissed her hand again.

“I don’t like being angry. I
just want to be happy.”

“I want you to be happy
, too,” I told her. “Would it make you happy if I told you I didn’t want to take you home yet? That I don’t want our date to end?”

“Yes.” S
he smiled.

“Do you like pizza?” I asked.

“Pizza makes me happy.” She giggled.

“Well
, then, pizza it is.”

We sat at the little table in the pizzeria holding hands as we waited for our order.

“It’s freezing in here,” Brynn said with a shiver.

“Your clothes are still damp from sw
imming.” I wrapped my arms around her. “We’ll take that to go,” I told the waitress as she walked by our table.

We took the pizza back to my place and I got Brynn a dry t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants with a drawstring that could be cinched up considerably. When she came out of the bathroom wearing them
, I whistled loudly, which made her giggle.

“I’m never going to wash those, once they leave your body,” I told her.

She sauntered over and kissed me with those soft lips of hers. I ran my fingers through her hair and along the sides of her neck. Her lips left mine and made tiny wet tracks all the way from one ear to the other. She pulled back and looked at me with a sexy innocence.

“You’re the only woman I’ve ever met who can look sexy as hell, but completely innocent at the same time,” I told her.

“When you say things like that to me, I feel sexy.” She smiled. “I’ve never had anyone talk to me like you did at the waterfall today. It turned me on and gave me the courage to talk to you about sex. It’s really nice to be open about it.”

“Brynn, you
are
sexy, and as long as you’re around me, I won’t let you forget it. I think it’s great the way we were able to talk about sex today, too. As I stood in the water, watching and listening to you talk about studying our bodies and researching sex, it made me crazy hot for you. Now, let’s eat, because I’m about to take you down on my couch and we have to have another talk before that’s gonna happen.”

“See, that’s what I mean,” she said as she grabbed a slice of pizza. “You push my buttons with that stuff.”

I could just imagine what real dirty talk would do to her if that little stuff pushed her buttons. I had to get that out of my mind if I wanted to have a serious conversation with her.

“Brynn, do you w
ant to keep seeing me?”

“Yes, of course,” she said.

“Good, I want to keep seeing you, too. I want you to think about us having sex.”

Her eyes closed.
“Mmm.”

I laughed. “That’s not what I meant! I want you to think about losing your virginity. It
is
a big deal and it should be special, a moment to remember. I’d never want you to have regrets about it. We should agree on a time frame if you decide it’s still something you want, and then stick to it.”

“Okay,” she looked around the room. “Yes, it’s what I want. I’ll never regret it if it’
s with you, and I’m thinking…um…in an hour or so. Can you stick to it and stay out of these sexy sweat pants that long?”

I shook my head. “No. We’
re not doing it in an hour. If it’s what you want, then I think we should wait at least a month.”

She coughed
. “A MONTH! No way! Sean, I’m sure about this. I’ve thought about it a lot. I’ve even considered just going home with some random guy from Sashay, just to get it done.”

“
Shit, Brynn, don’t even say that! You’re better than that. Think about this, while we’re waiting for the month to go by we can experiment with lots of other things.” That piqued her interest and she looked at me. I swear I could hear the wheels turning.

“That’s right
.” I winked at her. “Talking dirty, touching, kissing, oral stimulation, toys, whatever your little heart desires, I’m in.” I was looking forward to it. I thought it could be quite interesting, not to mention very creative. Plus, Brynn was still working through some issues in out-patient therapy, and I didn’t want her to do something she’d regret or let get in the way of her treatment.