The First Time
Amelia hesitated outside the door. It was crazy for her to feel this way. Virginal jitters. It seemed she had wanted JC forever and tonight was the night – she had seen the expectation in his beautiful blue eyes every time he had looked at her since checking into the hotel late that morning.
“Having problems with the door?” JC came up behind her, whispering in her ear.
His hot breath sent shivers down her spine. His heat and the scent of him made her knees weak. She wanted to be his so badly!
He took the hand holding the key card and guided it into the lock. At the quiet ‘snick’ sound, he shoved the door open. “There you go.”
“Uh – thanks.” Amelia stepped into the room. The spacious room suddenly felt tiny – with the bed looming large. JC had pulled to covers back before they had left for the performance – a fresh box of condoms sat open on the bedside table.
Large hands went to her shoulders. “Having second thoughts, huh?” he asked against her neck. He nuzzled her thick braid aside to expose the delicate flesh beneath her ear. “Do you want me to stop, Ami?” He placed soft, nibbling kisses on her flesh.
“No,” she murmured breathlessly.
“I can shower and give you time to relax, but you said you liked me sweaty.”
“I am a little nervous,” she confessed.
“We’ll go as slow as you need to go, brown-eyes.”
She turned to face him. “I think you need to kiss me senseless,” she suggested.
JC smiled. It didn’t take long to do that. His girl gave it up to him fairly quickly. His mouth lowered to hers, coaxing her tongue to join his in a mating dance. While their mouths were occupied, he started unraveling her long braid. He wanted to wrap all that silky hair around them as they made love. When it loosened, he ran his fingers through the silky mass to spread it like a cape.
Amelia wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing ever closer. Nothing compared to the ambrosia of one of JC’s wonderful kisses. She felt his hands on her hips, pulling her lower body to him, grinding sensuously against her. A little moan of anticipation escaped her.
Lifting his head, he asked. “Better?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“I love you, baby. I want this to be so good for you,” he purred as he kissed along her jaw, to her ear. He flicked his tongue along the shell, eliciting a gasp from her. He nibbled the lobe, then the tender spot just below it. He caught her when her knees went weak. “Like that, eh? I’ll have to remember that.”
“Josh, I don’t know how much longer I can remain vertical,” she muttered breathlessly.
“Then let’s get horizontal.” Scooping her up, he carried her to the wide bed and deposited her in the center of the mattress. He stepped back.
“Where are you going?” she asked dazedly.
“I’ll join you directly, Ami. These clothes are pretty clammy. I don’t want to be getting the bed damp with old sweat.” He grinned as he whipped his shirt off.
Amelia got to her knees and scooted to the edge of the bed, where she could put her hands on him. With light fingertips, she traced the contours of his chest, ribs and stomach. The feathery touches made him moan softly. His baby had a way with her hands; he’d give her that!
“Am I doing this right?” she asked.
“Oh, yeah. More than right.”
Her hands dropped to his belt; mere seconds later, it slithered to the floor. The snap on his pants gave easily – as did the zipper.
“Whoa, baby!” he laughed. “You’re getting way ahead of me here.”
Amelia grabbed the hem of her tee-shirt to pull it off, only to find his hands there to help. He seemed rather adept at removing her bra.
“Mmm…Look at those,” he remarked as her small breast were revealed to him for the first time.
“Not much to see—“
“Hey, now, I think they’re perfect.” He cupped them tenderly, them brushed the pads of his thumbs over the pouty peaks.
“Oh, Josh!”
“I bet they taste even better than they look.”
She moved back to sit on the bed. “Come here and find out,” she challenged softly.
“Baby girl, I plan on finding out how good you taste everywhere.”
JC lost his jeans and footwear, deciding to keep his sport-shorts on until the last minute as not to terrorize her. Moving to the bed, he swept away every article she wore until she was naked beside him. She was so small and pale and beautiful. Where did one begin a feast like that?
Amelia bit her bottom lip, looking at him with wide, uncertain eyes. He was just looking at her. Wasn’t one of them supposed to be doing something?
“I am drinking in the sight of you, baby,” he whispered as his mouth came down on hers. The kiss was tender. “I’m trying not to hurry for your sake, Ami. You deserve it slow and sweet your first time.”
JC nibbled at her neck as he learned her little body with his hands. She was so tiny. She made him feel positively bulky in comparison – which was something he had never experienced before! He worried about crushing her.
Amelia ran her hands up his back, over his shoulders and down his chest to his abdomen. There was not an ounce of fat on him. He was all lean muscle and sinew. His skin was hot and nearly as soft as hers in places. “Mmm, I like this,” she purred as his lips moved along her shoulder. “Josh, take off your shorts.”
“You sure? I don’t want to scare you—“
She would have laughed if he hadn’t looked so serious. “You won’t scare me. I’m naked. I want you to be naked, too.” She pushed him to his back and put her hands at his waistband. “Give ‘em up.”
“Ami, this isn’t a good idea.” He didn’t want her getting such a close look the first time. What if she went screaming into the bathroom and locked the door?
“Chicken,” she taunted, making clucking noises at him.
“Chicken!” He lifted his hips, so she could peel the shorts away. “We’ll just see who’s chicken.”
Boldly, Amelia stripped his sport-shorts off his legs and tossed them to the floor. It was her first look at a naked, very aroused male. Her eyes went wide as saucers and her mouth turned into a little ‘o’. He was huge! That thing would never fit inside her. Fear and panic were the first emotions to visit. But then, Amelia Parker was no coward. Hadn’t her curiosity and audacity served her nicely through the years – as well as gotten her into trouble? On second thought, this was an opportunity to satisfy her innate inquisitiveness. JC’s body was something new to be explored.
JC watched closely as the emotion flashed across her face. Shock and fear had been first. They were quickly replaced by wonder. He could tell she wanted to investigate. It was going to be a sweet torment, having her soft hands on him. He was liable to shoot off in her hand! “Go ahead, baby,” he encouraged quietly.
The first thing she did was run a timid finger from base to tip; unknowingly she had chosen the most sensitive underside of his erection. When JC bit back a groan, she snatched her hand back. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, Ami.” He took her hand and brought it back to him. “It felt fantastic. It’d take more than that to hurt me.”
Clamping his lips together, he tried not to make any noise as her fingers explored him. She stroked, brushed, and cupped his shaft and sacs. What he really wanted was a firm grip to jerk him off – or even better her little mouth sucking him to release. He just knew he was going to embarrass himself and let loose before they got to making love. There was only so much torture a man could take!
A curious finger twirled at the very tip of his manhood. “It’s silky soft here.” Her eyes widened when droplets oozed from the head. “That supposed to happen?”
“Yeah,” he replied through gritted teeth. “I’m gonna lose it.”
“Really?”
“Really.” He didn’t sound at all happy about the prospect.
“Will this help?” Amelia leaned forward to lick at the tip.
JC didn’t even bother to be quiet this time, he gasped at the feel of her tongue – and she didn’t stop at that! She danced her tongue up and down until the shaft started to twitch and JC went stiff. “Ami, I’m gonna—“ He moaned happily when her hot, little mouth closed over him. “Oh, baby, yeah…” he felt her lips tug at him a couple of times before he shot down her throat. “Hot damn!” he grunted softly
She hadn’t known what to do with the salty liquid, so she simply swallowed it. “Better?”
“Thank you, Ami. I wouldn’t have asked…” He brought her to his side. “Where did you learn that?”
“Right here and now.”
He grinned and kissed her nose. “You’re a natural.”
“But you’re still hard,” was her comment. It was sort of obvious.
JC laughed. “There’s a lot more where that came from. I haven’t had any since I met you.”
“But you were seeing—“
He touched her cheek. “I started falling in love from day one. That wouldn’t have been fair to her – or to how I felt about you.”
“You were mean to me,” she pointed out. He’d been surly, sullen, and always looked as if he wanted to be anywhere else but where she was!
“I didn’t say I had admitted it to myself.” He brushed his lips to her forehead. “Was I really mean to you, baby?” he asked softly.
Amelia nodded. “Any number of times Lance caught me crying. I couldn’t understand why you disliked me so much.”
“I’m sorry, brown-eyes. I was sure you were gonna end up with Lance and I was gonna have to watch you to be happy while I was miserable.”
“I was never attracted to Lance – but he was a lot nicer to me than you ever were.”
JC began trailing nibbling kisses along her cheek, down to that spot the turned her knees to jelly. He lingered to suck tenderly until she sighed shakily.
“It was like I was back in grade school,” she continued breathlessly. “Tommy Miller liked me. We all knew it ‘cuz he pulled my pigtails all the time…Oh, baby that feels so good,” she whispered when his tongue flicked over her skin. “Josh!—“
He lifted his head to gaze into her lust-hazed eyes. She was rambling; she did that when she got nervous. “Ami, shut up and just let me love you.” He smiled to soften his words.
She raised a hand, to bury it in his hair. “Okay.”
The kiss was sweet and slow to build. By the time his lips moved on, she was totally breathless and mute. Nothing she had ever known before could have prepared her for the hot shock of his mouth closing over one breast. “Oh!” She felt his tongue flicker around the peak until it hardened, then he suckled tenderly at first, only increasing the pressure when her back arched up to beg for more.
He should have known by the way she danced, JC thought as he moved to treat her other breast to the same sweet torture. She moved with such sensual grace, a barely controlled sexuality. And all this was his for the taking. She had waited for him, a man she could trust and adore, before she had given over the treasure she could only give once. It awed and humbled him.
As his mouth moved down her body, he trailed a hand along her inner thighs before he allowed his fingers to search her. “Open up for me, Ami.”
Nervously, Amelia parted her legs. She wasn’t afraid of the pain she knew would come; she was more frightened of being a disappointment to JC.
Gentle fingers teased her feminine folds until they opened like petals of a flower seeking sunshine. “That’s my girl,” he crooned as he eased his finger into her, preparing her for him. She was wet and tight and ready. “Oh, Ami, you are so ready for me, to be mine.”
She arched into his hand. “Then make me yours.”
He flicked a fingertip over her center, making her gasp. “I got something else in mind first.”
“Can’t it wait?” she asked breathlessly as he continued pleasuring her with his finger, pumping in and out of her slowly.
“Not after what you did for me.”
“I’m not keeping score – are you?”
JC kissed her then, his tongue imitating what his finger was doing. Then there were two fingers as he stretched her for his entrance. Lifting his head, he watched her face as she began to tense. “Promise me you’ll let me taste you later,” he demanded as he increased the pace of his thrusting, her walls clenched his fingers as she experienced her first release.
“Oh, yes, Josh!”
He couldn’t believe how his hands trembled as he reached for a foil packet and sheathed himself. At first, he merely lowered the tip of his manhood into her tightness. When her body adjusted, he pushed in further until he encountered the proof of her virginity. “Last call, baby.”
Amelia could see he was hesitant to cause her any pain, so she took matters into her own hands, so to speak. She wrapped her legs around him and pushed her hips up into his. There was a slight pinching, burning sensation as he tore through the barrier – that was all. Years of horseback riding and athletic dancing had served her well. He was big inside her, filling her as she stretched to accommodate his girth. There was no great discomfort at all.
JC studied her. He couldn’t believe what she had just done! In her eyes, he found no pain or panic. “You okay?”
“Mmm-hmm…You feel so good – and big.”
Experimentally, he pulled out and slid back in. At her gasp, he demanded, “Did I hurt you?”
“Oh, no! It feels wonderful. More!”
Slowly, he rocked into her heat. She was so unbelievably tight and hot – it was all he could do to keep it slow and easy.
She reached up to bring his face closer to hers. She kissed him hungrily. “Faster,” she urged.
JC quickened his pace until she threw her head back and arched into him, her body growing taut. “That’s it , Ami. Come with me, baby.”
“Oh, Josh!”
“Let it go, baby girl. Fly with it!”
“Ah!” Amelia cried out as she was swamped by a growing tide of rapture. “Josh!—“
He plunged into her several more times before gaining his own blissful release. “Damn, baby!”
For a moment, he rested against her, until he could breathe again. Making quick work disposing of the protection, he lay down beside her. He nuzzled and stroked her until her trembling abated.
“Oh, wow!” she muttered at last.
He chuckled at that. “Oh, yeah.”
“You are good, Mr. Chasez.”
“So are you, Miss Parker.”
“I have a feeling I could really get into sharing a bed with you,” she commented dryly.
“That’s good ‘cuz I ain’t about to let you sleep anywhere else,” he announced.
Amelia grinned and sassed, “Yessir, Mr. Chasez, sir.”
Realizing he had just made a command instead of asking her to sleep with him, he reworded his request. “Ami, will you sleep with me from now on?”
“In hotels, I guess so.”
Most of the time, they slept on the buses. How would that work? “We’ve got a problem, don’t we,” he murmured.
“Let’s not think about it tonight,” she urged sleepily.
“Okay, let’s not.” It was impossible to turn his mind off when he had a puzzle to solve, but he didn’t need to bother Amelia with his worry.
Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, JC told her, “I need that shower now.”
Amelia smiled drowsily. “Okay. I’ll keep the bed warm.”
He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss. “Goodnight, baby.”
JC realized she was half-asleep, the reward of a well-satisfied woman. Rising, he reached down to cover her with the blankets. “Sleep tight.”
Amelia woke to the feel of kisses on her neck. “Good morning,” she murmured sleepily to her bedmate.
JC raised his head to give her smile. “Morning, brown-eyes.”
Smoothing his wild hair back, she asked, “How are you feeling this morning?”
He grinned. “Fantastic. I got to do some lovin’ on my girl last. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her. How about you?”
“My guy made love to me for the first time last night.”
“How was that?”
“He definitely knows how to make a girl lose it.”
“That a good thing?”
“Mmm-hmm. A very good thing. I never suspected how wonderful lovemaking with the man you love and trust could be.”
“I’m glad, Ami. I thought we might have some problems—“
“Because of Nick.” She shook her head. “I told you I never confuse the two of you in my mind. You’re always Josh – and Josh has only shown me care and concern – Even when he gets a little over-anxious, he’s tender with me.”
“Because he loves you, Ami.”
"And I love you, Joshua.” She stretched like a cat, rubbing against the entire length of his body. “So… what did you have in mind when I woke up?”
“Well, I never did get to taste you last night. I thought we’d start from there and see where it takes us.”
“Do guys really like that?” She’s heard enough whispers she’d thought men preferred to be the takers, not the givers.
“I can’t say anything about the generally population, but I like it.”
“Why?”
He shrugged. “I like pleasuring you, giving you something a little selfish.” He smiled into her eyes. “And then I get to watch how you fly, ‘cuz I’m not in the middle of a screaming orgasm myself.”
“And if you do it for me, you think I’ll do it for you.”
He shook his head. “That doesn’t even enter into it, baby girl. Not for me. I do it, because I enjoy your body, your response. If you don’t want to do it for me, I’m cool with it. I would never ask you to do something you’re uncomfortable with.”
Amelia reached down to stroke his semi-erect member. His moan of pleasure no longer frightened her. “I liked doing it for you, too. You’ll have to be patient with me while I learn how to do it right.”
“Like I said, you’re a natural.”
She grinned. “I learn best by doing.”
JC groaned as he grew hard in her insistent but gentle hand. “I’ll tell you right now, keep that up and it’ll be your hand that gets my load.”
“Was I supposed to swallow?”
He wanted to shout ‘hell, yes!’. That’s up to you. Some women don’t like to.”
“But you like it when I do?”
“Oh, yeah, baby. It’s like it’s not something you’re afraid or ashamed of, loving me that way.”
“I’m not either of those things.” She rubbed the tip of his shafted lightly, until it gave her a few drops of him. Bringing her finger to her lips, she licked it. “I like the taste of you just fine.”
JC could’ve died a happy man right then. She was being provocative and probably didn’t have a clue how erotic what she had just done was! “God, brown-eyes, you have no idea…”
“I’m all yours,” she whispered as she lifted her lips to his.
He didn’t hesitate to take her mouth with his, making love to her mouth. Her soft mewling sounds of pleasure only encouraged his further seduction.
“Ami, you’re okay with this, right?” he nearly begged. “I want to love you again…”
“Oh, yes, Josh! I want to learn it all!”
JC rained kisses over her face and shoulders, then went to that spot below her ear to nibble and suck at the tender flesh until Amelia squirmed.
“Oh, baby, you’re making me crazy!” she whimpered.
“Good crazy?” he asked as he lowered his head to one breast. He rolled his tongue around one tight bud, then sucked hungrily.
She gasped, “So good!”
One hand moved down her body, caressing and petting until it met the juncture of her legs. JC lifted his head to treat the other breast with and equal pleasure. “Open up for me, baby,” he murmured against her skin. “Let me in, Ami.”
When her thighs fell open at his command, he stroked the soft flesh of her upper legs before traveling to the thatch of dark curls hding her treasure from him. One finger teased her slit.
Amelia arched against his hand, eager for the sensations she knew he could create. “Oh, Josh, please, now!” she pleaded. She reached down to bring his think shaft to its reward.
“Hold on, brown-eyes!” he chuckled tightly. “There are a few things I want to do yet.” He removed her hand from his aching member.
“Then hurry!” she urged hotly.
He moved his mouth down her body, learning her ribs, her belly and below.
“Oh, God!” she cried when his tongue teased her feminine petals. “Josh, I can’t stand it—“
“Does it hurt, Ami?”
“Not the way you think—“
“Then let me finish, baby.”
“But, Josh, please, just – Ah!—“ The shock of his tongue inside her was almost more than she could bear. It was so intimate, so erotic. He began a slow thrust in and out, then he found her center. “Oh, Josh!”
JC moved between her thighs to seek a better angle at which to pleasure her. Grabbing her ankles, he pushed them up, making her knees bend. His shoulders moved her knees further apart as he lowered his hungry mouth to devour her most sensitive flesh. Finding her center once again, he nibbled and sucked until she was sobbing with tortured pleasure.
“Baby, please, I want—“ But she didn’t know what she wanted, only that with every voracious touch of his mouth he drove her towards insanity. Her hips came off the bed, trying to get closer to whatever it was her body was needing. Then her entire body clenched. “Josh!” she cried, not understanding what was happening.
“You’re feeling it, baby,” he purred. “Let it go. Let it take you.” He quickly brought her to the edge of blissful oblivion then pushed her over.
“Ahh!” Amelia felt as if her body had been flung helplessly into rapture. “Josh!” She clung to his broad shoulders, the only solid thing to hold onto in her spinning world.
JC lapped up her offering, then quickly sheathed himself. He drove forcefully into her, her walls clenching him. He kissed her tenderly. “This time, we’ll go together,” he promised.
“Oh, Josh, I don’t think I can stand it.”
“You can, brown-eyes. Just hold on to me.” He grabbed her legs to wrap them around his hips, then began to move.”
“Uh, harder, faster,” she pleaded.
“Ami, you’ll be sore,” he warned.
“I don’t care. I need you.”
JC pounded his hips into hers as she had demanded. Amazingly enough, only sounds of pleasure escaped her lips.
“Baby, you feel so good,” she purred.
”You, too, sweet thing. It’s never been this good, this right.” He increased his pace until she was quivering beneath him. “That’s it, love. Come with me,” he urged. “Please, Ami, I need you—“
“Josh!”
“Ami!”
They both were flung into the same crashing wave of ecstasy. JC pushed into her one last time, then collapsed. Amelia trembled beneath him, totally destroyed by the pleasure he had forced upon her. It took a moment to breathe and realize he was in the same state. Lifting a shaking hand, she stroked his damp curls soothingly.
“You okay?” she asked quietly.
JC raised his head. “I’ve just had the most fantastic love of my life. No, I’m not ‘okay’. I’m out of this world, blown-away blissed-out.” He grinned down at her.
“So, I take it that you thought it was pretty good,” she teased.
“Oh, yeah. If it gets any better, we’ll die from it.”
“What a way to go!” Her grin matched his.
He lifted himself from her and disposed of their protection.
Amelia wrinkled her nose. “I can hardly wait to get rid of those things.”
“I don’t mind being the responsible one for your sake, Ami.” It was the right thing to do. Neither of them was thinking of starting a family nor had marriage entered into any of their conversations.
“I mind,” she said softly, lifting her head for a kiss. “It makes me feel like I’m missing something – plus it let’s the cleaning people know we’re doing it.”
“Want me to rip open the whole box and put them in the trash?” he offered teasingly. “They’ll think we’re like rabbits.”
“You are so bad!” she giggled.
He returned to her arms, nuzzling her, soothing her aftermath tremors. “I love you, Amelia Parker, so much.”
“I love you, Joshua Chasez.”
“This has been so great, having you to wake up to.”
“But, Josh, we don’t sleep in hotels a whole lot right now.”
“I’ll think of something.”
“I’m not sharing your bunk on the bus.”
He nodded. That one he’d figured out already!
“I guess, we’ll look forward to the hotel stays,” she sighed, snuggling her face into his neck.
JC wanted this sweetness every night, to hold her as they slept. It wasn’t just the sex; it was the intimacy. He liked having Amelia where he could hold her, talk to her, feel her heart beat next to his. It was the incredible closeness he cherished. “I’ll think of something,” he repeated.
Amelia didn’t know how – unless they flaunted their relationship – which she did not want to do. Yes, people would know, but they needn’t rub everyone’s nose in it. “Josh?”
“Hmm?”
“Whatever your solution is, it has to be subtle.”
“What I’m feeling isn’t subtle, Ami.”
“I don’t want the announcement, ‘Hey, JC finally got into Amelia’s pants!’ papering the venues.”
”That’s not happening,” he assured her – or he’d have to kill Justin! He brushed his mouth over her lips. “There hasta be a way, baby, I’ll find it.”
“Meanwhile, we’d better shower and get ready for breakfast.”
“We? As in together?”
“Mmm-hmm. You got a problem with that?”
“No, I don’t.” He grinned. “But you will definitely be sore.”
“Bring a raincoat for your little soldier,” she reminded him as she slipped from the bed.
JC chuckled. Loving his Ami was going to be an adventure.
After their shower romp, Amelia admitted to herself she was feeling a little achy between her legs, but she decided it was well worth the minor discomfort to feel JC inside her, feeling one with him. Another thought, this one dark and menacing hit her – what if Nick had finished what he had started that night? Would she have been brave enough to go to her gentle lover?
“Oh, God!” She clapped her hand over her mouth when she realized she had just said it out loud.
JC looked over to see Amelia’s stricken, pale face. His arm went around her as he pulled her close. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“Nothing,” she whispered.
“Tell me another one.” He stopped her and turned her to face him, his hands on her shoulders. “Let’s try this again – and this time tell me the truth. You look as white as a sheet. What’s wrong?”
“It’s silly…”
“Not if you’re this upset, Ami. Tell me.”
“I wonder what would have happened if Nick had…” She couldn’t finish. She buried her face in his chest, sobbing softly.
He held her, rocking her against his sheltering body. “Then that would be something we’d have to work on together.” His blood boiled every time he thought of her struggling with the other man to protect herself. “Try not to think about it, Ami. I’ve got you now. I’m not trying to minimize what you went through. It must’ve been hell, but think of our future, baby.”
She nodded. Lifting her head, she swiped at her eyes.
He leaned forward to lick the salty paths of her tears. That made her giggle.
“You really are ‘Big Daddy’, aren’t you?”
“Because you love me, I’m responsible for you – in and out of bed.”
“Let’s go get breakfast.” Amelia grabbed his hand to tug him down the corridor.
JC laughed and let himself be towed towards their meeting room. In the back of his mind, a thought niggled – What if Carter had succeeded in raping Amelia? It could have possibly destroyed the fantastic, openly loving woman JC knew today.