Chapter thirty six:

“Are you ok?” Isaac asked as they stood outside Christy’s hotel room door. He had taken her out to dinner, and made a big fuss over making everything formal for their date. Christy loved every minute of it. It was still early and she wanted to spend the rest of the evening with him.

“Yes, why?”
“Well, you’re kind of quiet tonight.”
“I’ve never been better.” She smiled.
“Well... maybe I can fix it.”
“I.. uh, really don’t think so.” she blushed.
He kissed her forehead lightly.
“Do you want to come in?” She blurted out.
“Okay.”
She opened the door. He hung his jacket over a chair, and she slowly slipped off her coat and folded it over the back of a chair.
He pulled her over to the sofa.
She perched next to him drawing in a deep breath. She cursed herself for being so nervous.
His hand rested warmly on her bare knee as he leaned to kiss her. Christy deepened the kiss, running her fingers through his hair. His hand slid down her thigh towards her hip. She was actually shaking.
He kissed the corner of her mouth and along her jaw, to her ear and slowly left a trail of kisses down the side of her throat.
Christy closed her eyes tightly, and literally held her breath.
He stopped kissing at her shoulder and studied her face, and taking her hands in his. "C?"
She slowly opened her eyes, meeting his beautiful chocolate ones.
"I um... I care about you a lot... and uhh... if you want to... maybe tonight we could try..." He rushed nervously, looking down between them.
"Oh baby..." She breathed.
”I… I mean, if you want to… I don’t want to… make you do anything you don’t want.”

Christy smiled. “I’ve wanted to, for a very long time… just… let me have one second?”
”Of course.”
She leapt off the sofa and hurried into the bedroom. She quickly lit as many candles as she could find, doused herself in perfume, adjusted her hair and adjusted her cleavage in her dress in order to show more. She made her way out into the main room and found him sitting forward on the sofa, nervously wiping his sweaty palms on his pants.
”Baby? Are you okay?” She sat next to him and took his hand.
He smiled. “Great.” He gently brushed a strand of her hair back and tucked it behind her ear, he leaned towards her and very gently kissed her lips.
Her eyes fluttered closed and she very gently returned his kiss, winding her hands in his hair. She scooted back slightly and let him lay her down on the sofa, laying next to her and kissing her. His hands never left her waist, but his lips traveled down her throat again. “We can slow down if you want, take things slow…” Her breath quickened. “Just tell me, if you have second thoughts or whatever…” She bit her lower lip. She prayed he would want to continue.

He stopped kissing her and met her eyes, “I want to…”  His hand found hers and he interlaced their fingers and whispered. “I’m nervous… it’s my first time…”
”It’s okay.” She smiled and with her free hand, brought his lips back to hers, “I’ll take care of you.”
He smiled at that and bent forward. He kissed her lips again, his tongue mingling with hers. He slowly moved his hand across her stomach.
At last, she broke the kiss. “Come with me,” She got up and pulled him to the bedroom. She shut the door, and leaned against it, pausing to admire him as he eased himself onto the edge of the bed. She inhaled deeply to keep herself from jumping him.
He smiled. “You went all out, hmm?”

Christy bit her lower lip. “I wanted it to be special… like you wanted.” She sat next to him, swinging her legs over his thigh.

He smiled and bent to kiss her, resuming the intensity of his earlier kisses. He inched the thin strap of her dress from her shoulder. The kiss deepened and she leaned back, allowing him to move partially on top of her as she loosened his tie. She returned his kiss hungrily, pulling his shirt over his head. His lips found hers again and she eagerly sucked at his tongue, desperate for him.
His hands left hers and wandered down her back, searching for the zipper on her dress.
She broke the kiss unwillingly. “Here, let me.” She hoisted herself up, leaving him lying on his back propped up on his elbows. She inched down the zipper of her dress, and let it fall to the floor, leaving her standing in front of him in nothing but a bra and matching panties.
He gawked slightly, and she took advantage of his slightly open mouth and kissed him, moving on top of him, straddling his hips. His eyes roamed her skin, his finger’s lightly moving up her spine. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra.  He moaned softly.

She let him lay her gently on her back and peel his body away from hers just long enough to fumble with his belt. Christy smiled privately and helped him, sliding the belt from the loops eagerly. She unbuttoned the front of his pants and helped him inch them down below his waist. He kicked them the rest of the way off.
He resumed kissing her, his lips traveling down her throat and across her chest. Christy closed her eyes and held her breath.
 “Oh, baby.” She moaned, feeling the bulge in his boxers press against her stomach.

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