Damaged Souls (Broken Man) - By Christopher Scott Page 0,59

stomach before working her way back up his body. We’re just seconds away, Greg anticipated their next movement as he kissed her again.

Greg slowly moved Delaney onto her back and gently rolled on top of her as looked into her eyes and let her know there was going to be no stopping this time, no more delays and interruptions. He felt her legs open up to him as their next motion was so natural, yet so long in coming. “I love you, Delaney,” he whispered softly as he slowly entered her body.

“I love you too,” Delaney whispered into his ear.

They moved slowly and carefully as he sensed her nervousness and felt her respond to him. Oh my God, that feels so good, Greg felt a sensation he had never felt before as he closed his eyes. Take your time, he reminded himself as he realized he could do this, that it was going better than expected. That’s it, he moved a little faster, opening his eyes and looking at Delaney as she seemed to enjoy what they were doing.

Oh no, Greg panicked as Delaney rotated her hips and he felt himself move entirely inside of her. Oh my God, he couldn’t believe the feeling as she wrapped her legs around him and started to move. Please no, he nearly screamed and knew it was over.

* * *

“Greg, what is it,” Delaney was worried as she opened her eyes and felt his body stop moving. “Did I do something wrong.”

“It’s not you,” Greg whispered as she realized what happened. “I’m sorry, Delaney,” he apologized as he rolled off of her.

“It’s okay, Greg,” she whispered as she laid her head on his chest and tried to hide a smile. “I thought it was a good start.”

“I barely even got started,” he couldn’t forgive himself as he wrapped his arms around her. “I was doing okay until you started to move. I had no idea it felt like that.”

“I didn’t either,” Delaney decided not to wait for him to ask. “It felt really good, but different than I expected. I was a little nervous at first, but once I got acclimated, I was surprised it didn’t hurt at all,” she tried to explain herself as she looked up into his eyes. “That’s when I decided to actually move.”

“I’ll do better next time,” he assured her as she could tell he felt guilty about his performance.

“Don’t worry about it,” Delaney reassured him and rolled her body on top of his. “We have plenty of time.”

“I know we do,” Greg managed to smile as he responded to her. “How are you able to be so comfortable with all of this when I am scared to death.”

“I don’t know,” Delaney was almost embarrassed by her lack of inhibition as she enjoyed his honesty. “I guess it’s because Amanda and I talked about it so many times and I kind of knew what to expect. I also think I just feel comfortable with you, do you know what I mean.”

“I feel the same way about you. But, I had no idea know what to expect, it’s not like I could talk to Jack about it.”

“You’re funny,” Delaney responded as she pictured Greg trying to talk to Jack about what they just did.

“Don’t get me wrong, Jack’s been good to me and I feel like I can talk to him about anything,” Greg paused as he tried to explain. “Anything except that.”

Delaney understood what he was saying, but at the same time, suddenly felt badly that Greg had grown up without a father, with no man to guide him until Jack came along. He is the same as me, Delaney became emotional as she thought of her mother. And we are just like Jack and Amanda, friends and lovers who were destined for each other, fated to come together to heal their past, to repair their damaged souls.

“Greg, I love you so much,” Delaney was surprised by her sudden mood change, softly kissing him as the tears rolled down her cheek.

“I love you too, Delaney,” Greg seemed to understand exactly what she was feeling as he returned her kiss and their minds and bodies again responded to each other.

Their second effort turned out very differently than the first. Maybe it was because of the experience they had acquired or the position they tried. Maybe it was because they had gotten the first time out of the way or the emotions they expressed. Maybe it was because of the