her.
‘Chocolat?’ Guy offered, showing her the box.
‘Yes please,’ she accepted, her eyes closing.
Guy took a chocolate from the box and placed it in Emma’s mouth. She wasn’t ready for it and she opened her eyes wide in surprise as it hit her tongue. Guy laughed and watched her, lying down and leaning up on his elbow.
She closed her eyes again and let the delicious, thick, creamy solid, melt with the heat of her tongue. It was so smooth. She let the fondant fold across her mouth. It was a sugar high. Then she felt something else. Guy’s lips touched hers, so gently, feather-light kisses laid on the edge of her mouth, almost seeking permission to be there.
She reached up to place her hands in his hair. It was so soft between her fingers and she adored how it felt. She drew his face closer, opened her mouth to encourage him to deepen the kiss.
She felt him open his mouth wider, his tongue rolling over hers, colliding with the chocolate, creating an exquisite fusion of sweetness and sensuality. At that moment she knew what she wanted. This was her moment. This was the perfect moment she’d read about in Ally’s Cosmopolitan magazine. She gently moved Guy back, reaching for the buttons on his shirt. She unfastened two and then her hands started to shake as he smoothed his thumbs across her cheeks and kissed her again.
‘Guy,’ she begged.
‘Qu’est-ce que c’est?’ he whispered. He brushed her hair back from her face.
‘I want to…’
‘Want to?’
‘Take your clothes off. Um… déshabiller?’ she offered. Her breathing was unsteady and despite the warmth of the night she was quaking. She drew back from him, afraid she had been too forward or said something out of place. What if he didn’t want to?
He slipped off his shirt and reached for her, gently tugging her dress up and over her head. Straightaway a chill shot through her as she remembered not bothering with a bra. The straps had shown through her dress and it wasn’t a pretty bra, it was a comfortable one her mother had picked out for her, all structure and no lace. It didn’t have a place here.
Just from his gaze her nipples peaked. She’d never experienced a sensation like it and he hadn’t even touched her. His eyes were travelling over every inch of her, taking in every curve, every part as if he were admiring a piece of art.
‘Guy.’ The voice that came from her sounded needy and desperate. That was how she felt. If he didn’t touch her. If she didn’t feel his mouth on her breasts she would die.
‘Tu es très belle.’ He reached out, ran his finger along her breastbone and watched her as she quivered under his fingers. She closed her eyes as his hand moved to her breast, smoothing the skin with his thumb and creating slow circles towards the centre. Finally he reached her nipple. It was already so hard and swollen, aching for him that when he touched it she let out a cry.
‘Emma,’ he said, letting her go.
‘No. No, don’t stop, please,’ she begged, taking his hand.
He lowered her down onto the blanket and brought his head down to her chest, taking her nipple into his mouth. She closed her eyes and felt the heat rippling through her. She reached for his trousers. She wanted to get everything off. She’d never wanted to be naked with a boy before but now she needed it. She was ready.
She pulled at the fastening, undid the zipper and urged him to remove them. He swayed his hips, pushing the trousers down his body and finally kicking them off. He looked at her, his eyes wide, uncertain. She reached for his underwear, all the nerves she thought she’d feel about this situation taking second place to lust and the need to find out. She pulled at the elastic, inched the material away from his body until all of him was right there in front of her.
She saw him swallow as she looked at him. She didn’t really know what to do but she longed to touch him. She brought her hand to his penis, touching it with her fingertips before holding it in her hand and caressing it with her palm.
Guy pushed her back down onto the blanket and met her lips with his. A hot, crashing, sensation as their near-naked bodies met. He peeled her underwear away from her and she shook as he touched her.
‘I want you