Unlikely Relationship

Chapter 4- Made for Each Other

A few nights later, Greg was staying at his girlfriend Grace’s house since her parents were in California on a business trip. The two had been dating for almost three years and they were known as the perfect couple. They met in Grace’s freshman and Greg’s sophomore year of high school. She was lost and Greg had helped her find her way and since then they’d been in love.
“Greg can you reach that glass for me please?” she asked, extending her arm as far as it would go to try and get a glass from the cabinet. Greg reached up and brought it down with ease and kissed her cheek.
“Thank you,” she said as she poured iced tea in it. Grace was a very pretty 17 year old girl. She was 5’0”, a lot shorter than Greg, had long platinum blonde hair, and bright crystal blue eyes. She loved how when they hugged, her ear was right by his heart and she could feel it beating. He always told her it beat for her.
“I’m glad we have the house to ourselves. It’s been too long since we’ve had alone time together,” Greg said. Grace took a sip of her drink and nodded.
“I miss you when you’re away,” she said sadly, looking down at the floor. Greg put his finger under her chin and tilted her head up till her eyes met his.
“I miss you too, but I’m here now.” He kissed her sweetly on the lips before they went up to Grace’s bedroom to watch a movie and go to sleep.
“What should we watch?” Grace asked as her eyes skimmed over the DVD collection. Greg came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. He leaned down and kissed from behind her ear and down to her shoulder. Grace shivered and turned around to kiss him on the lips.
“Forget the movie,” Greg said and started to kiss her passionately, picking her up and bringing her over to the bed. He laid her down on the comforter before climbing on top of her, kissing her once again. He tore his shirt over his head and Grace ran her hands up and down his muscular chest.
“Grace you’re so beautiful,” he said into her neck before nipping at her skin. The sensation caused a moan to escape her lips and her body started to writhe beneath his. Greg’s hand found the bottom of her tank top and pulled it over her head.
“No bra? Naughty girl,” Greg said playfully. Grace was still self conscious about her body because she thought she was too small. She blushed and tried to cover herself up, but Greg grabbed her hands.
“Don’t. You’re perfect. I love to look at you,” he said seductively and kissed her.
“Is it going to feel better?” she asked him, looking nervous.
“A little bit. Don’t worry, you know I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. She nodded and bit her lower lip. Right before Greg left for tour a few months back, Grace decided to give her virginity to him. They had only done it once and it was awhile ago so she was still scared.
“We’re made for each other Grace. Soon, you’ll feel how well we fit together, I promise.”
“I love you Greg.”
“I love you too beautiful,” he said and they resumed their earlier actions. Greg kicked off his pants and his boxers before taking off her shorts and panties. He laid down beside her and propped himself up on his elbow, holding up his head with his hand. Her body was shaking with nervousness and anticipation as Greg cupped her breast and brought his mouth down to the pink bud at the to of it’s peak. Grace squirmed at the sensation and moaned. Greg’s right hand traveled down her body, in between her thighs. He lightly ran his finger up her slit, just barely brushing her clit. Her body jolted and he slid his index finger into her opening.
“Mmmmm,” Grace let out, her hips thrusting towards his hand. The pad of his thumb made circles over her tiny bundle of nerves and her breath got quicker.
“Mmm Gracie. You’re so tight and wet for me,” Greg said as his lips crashed down onto hers. Greg could feel her inner walls getting even tighter around his finger and he knew that she was close.
“Oh Greg!” she cried out.
“That’s it baby. Let go. Come for me,” he said, his hot breath tickling her ear as he sent her over the edge. She threw her head back and called out his name as her orgasm hit. Greg pulled his finger out of her and sucked it clean.
“You taste good,” he said and gave her a wink. Grace blushed and her breathing was returning to normal.
“Do we have any condoms here?” he asked. Grace shook her head.
“I went on birth control while you were gone,” she replied. Greg smiled and climbed on top of her.
“You ready?” he asked. Grace nodded and gripped his shoulders tightly. Greg positioned himself in front of her opening and slowly slid into her. Grace whimpered and her inner walls squeezed him hard, obviously from pain. Greg hated seeing her in pain more than anything, but couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped his mouth. She felt incredible.
“You OK baby?” he asked soothingly.
“Uh huh,” she forced out, squeezing her eyes shut to stop the tears from falling.
“Relax,” he whispered as he pulled out and pushed back in, just as slow. Her crying got louder when he did this so he decided to stay still and let her get used to him. Grace felt like she was being ripped apart. It hurt just as much as the first time, but she was trying to cover it up.
“Grace I know that it hurts. You don’t have to cover it up. I hate seeing you in pain, but I hate even more when you’re in pain and you try and hide it,” Greg said softly. She opened her eyes and let the tears freely fall.
“It hurts so much,” she said quietly sobbing. Greg nodded and kissed her forehead.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Just do it,” she said.
“No Gracie. I don’t want to cause you anymore pain.”
“Greg, please. The sooner you move the faster the pain will be over with,” she said pleadingly. He knew what she meant. The sooner he came, the sooner she would be in less pain.
“You sure? We can just stop.”
“You want this Greg and so do I. It hurts because it’s supposed to. You gave me pleasure tonight, now it’s your turn,” she said, her voice cracking every so often. Greg sighed and began to move in and out of her as gently as he could. Grace suppressed her cries as much as she could, so as not to make him think she was hurting as much.
“I’m sorry baby. I’m so sorry,” he whispered lovingly into her ear with each thrust. Five minutes later, Greg came. He pulled out as quickly as he could and held her tightly to him. He looked down at her face and tears came to his eyes.
“Oh baby. Are you still hurting?” She nodded and buried her face in the crook of his neck. He laid down beside her and she curled up next to him.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you, you know that Grace.”
“I know. I’m OK Greg. I swear,” she said and kissed him lovingly.
“All right,” he said a little bit of disbelief in his voice. “Mind if I shower? I’m all sweaty.” She giggled.
“Go ahead babe. I’m gonna watch some TV” she replied. Greg got out of bed, grabbed his boxers, and went down the hall to the bathroom. Once the door was shut and the water was running, he whipped out his cell phone and called Matt. Over at Matt’s house, he was sleeping soundly with his girlfriend Samantha wrapped in his arms. When he heard the phone ring, he woke from his peaceful slumber and grumbled. He got out of bed and saw it was Greg calling him.
“Yeah?” he answered sleepily.
“Dude sorry for waking you, but I needed to talk to you. It’s sorta important.”
“What’s up?” he asked as he walked out of his room so he didn’t wake his girlfriend up.
“Well, Grace and I just had sex for the second time…”
“Congrats. Is this what you called me for????”
“No. Well kinda. Anyway, I think I really hurt her.”
“You’re not supposed to start slamming the second time Greg. She’s not used to it yet,” he said in his ‘duh’ voice. Matt had the craziest personality out of any of the guys. He was sarcastic, perverted, and fun.
“I didn’t slam her. I went really slowly and she was in agony. I know it’s been a few months, but it’s not like I had to break her again.”
“You kinda did bro. It takes awhile for that shit to start to feel good for her. Plus, Grace is a friggin peanut. You might be too big for her and that’ll take sometime for her to get used to.”
“I hate hurting her though.”
“I know you do. Sam and I have been fucking for over a year and it still hurts her for the first few minutes.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. What can I say; I have a fucking huge cock.”
“Shut up. Gross. So the most likely explanation is that I’m too big for her?”
“Yeah, girls can only take so much. You gotta stretch her out a bit which is the first few times, and then she’ll feel the pleasure.”
“OK. Just wanted to make sure. Thanks man. Go back to sleep.”
“Glad I could help,” he said before hanging up. Greg showered and by the time he got back to Grace’s room, she was curled in a ball, fast asleep. Greg got into bed slowly as so not to wake her or hurt her, and wrapped his arms around her.
“I love you so much Gracie. I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he whispered. Only her soft cooing noises answered him as he fell asleep.