Chapter 2

     I froze, then looked up into his beautiful eyes.  He was watching me uncertainly, almost shyly.  I swallowed hard, then whispered, “Yes.”  Justin’s face went slack with shock, then he smiled brilliantly.  “Thank you, baby girl.  I swear, we won’t make love until you’re ready, but I want to see you so badly.” he whispered, kissing me again.  I wrapped my arms around his waist.  “I want to see you, too.” I whispered.  We kissed for several more minutes, then laid down to take our nap.  As Justin held me close, I could tell that he was extremely turned on, but I just wasn’t ready for us to make love.  “Justin?” I said hesitantly.  He sighed, his breath hot on the back of my neck.  “What, baby girl?” he asked.  I turned in his arms to face him.  “When you hold me…does it hurt you?  I know you try to hide it, but most of the time I can tell you’re aroused, and uncomfortable.  Would it be easier if I slept in the other bed, or another room?” I asked quietly.  Justin held me even tighter.  “No!  God no, Shannon, don’t leave.  Holding you is worth any discomfort.  But yeah, sometimes it does hurt.  You’re so beautiful, so special to me that I can’t help getting hard, but I don’t want you to worry about it.  I made a promise to you, and I am going to keep it.  We are not going to make love until you’re totally ready.” he said softly, stroking my hair.

    “But I don’t want you to hurt!  Oh god, Justin, why didn’t you say something?  I love you so much, I don’t want you to hurt!” I whispered miserably.  Justin blushed.  “I don’t say anything because I usually can control it, and when I can’t, I…umm…take care of it.” he told me.  I blushed too, but the idea of Justin getting himself off really was making my own hormones start to boil.  I could feel my nipples hardening, and Justin could too.  “Shan, what are you thinking about?” he asked, a small smile forming on his lips.  I closed my eyes.  “Nothing…nothing at all.” I stammered.  He chuckled softly, and slid his hands slowly to my chest.  Very gently, he stroked the nipples with his thumbs.  I bit back a cry of delight, but my back arched toward him, giving him easier access to my aching nipples.  “Nothing, huh?  Does the thought of me getting off turn you on?  Is that why your nipples are so hard, so sensitive?” he asked, continuing to stroke them with small circular motions.  I couldn’t stop the moan that left my throat as my body started to heat up.  Justin watched me carefully as he slowly slid one hand under my tank top.  The instant his hot hand made contact with my stomach, my eyes flew open.  He slid his hand up and began rubbing my nipples with the same motion, but the sensation was a hundred times more intense when it was skin on skin.

   “Justin!” I whimpered as I moved restlessly against him.  “What baby?  Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.” he whispered.  My breathing got ragged as he gently pinched one nipple, sending a jolt of fire through my whole body.  “Please…oh god, Justin, please!  I…I need…oooooohhh!” I moaned as he kissed his way down my neck, stopping to suck on the pulse.  My hips moved against his, and he moaned softly on my skin, sending shivers down my spine.  “Tell me what you want.” he demanded, pinching my nipples again, a little harder this time.  I gasped out loud, and pulled his hips tightly to mine.  “I want to see you get off!” I told him hungrily.  Justin was stunned, but willing to do anything for me.  “I think it’s time for that shower.” he said gruffly.  He pulled free and got off the bed, leaving me aching and alone, but only for a moment.  Then he picked me up and carried me into the bathroom.

    Justin stripped us both, his eyes burning with desire when we finally were nude together.  I was blushing, and trying to cover myself, but he pulled my hands away. “Don’t. Don’t ever hide from me.  You’re the most beautiful woman in the world, and I love you.” he told me gently.  I looked up into his eyes, then slowly let my gaze wander over him.  My breathing got ragged and quick as I saw his hard, huge shaft.  “Oh my god….” I whispered.  Justin knew what I was thinking, and reached out to pull me slowly to him.  “I promised, and I’ll keep it, baby girl.” he whispered as our bodies touched for the first time.  I shivered in a mix of fear and excitement, then stretched up to kiss him.  “I know you will, Justin.  Now I want to see you…” I stopped, too shy to say it again, and he chuckled.  “You will, Shannon.  You will.” he promised, reaching into the shower to turn on the water.  When it was the right temperature, he helped me in, then got in with me.