Free It Started With A Kiss by Lindy Dale Page B

never hurt her.
    Turning the key quietly in the lock, Georgie
and Nate entered the house.
    “ I told them I forgot to
feed the cat,” Georgie said, between kisses.
    “ What about
Jan?”
    “ I said I was helping tidy
up and would be home by twelve. We’ve got an hour or
so.”
    Spurred on by the thought that they were, at
last, about to go where they’d never gone before, Georgie and Nate
began to kiss earnestly. As Nate’s hands travelled into her shorts,
her breath sped up in his ears and her chest heaved with it. As he
kissed her bare neck and the spot behind her ear that made her
quiver, Georgie put her fingers to his fly, and undid the buttons.
Then she wobbled, one-footed, as Nate’s hands flew across her body,
peeling her clothes away and sending the vase on the hallstand
crashing to the floor.
    “ Shit,” Georgie giggled, as
she stood, pressed against him in a puddle of china, wearing only
the specially chosen underwear.
    “ Forget it. Nothing’s going
to spoil it this time. Not even your Mum’s best vase.”
    Nate lifted Georgie into his arms and carried
her to the bedroom, avoiding bits of broken china as he went. He
lay Georgie gently on the bed, staring at her as if worried she
might break or disappear, or worse, change her mind. He reached
over and flicked on the bedroom lamp. A soft pink glow filled the
room from the scarf. This was the time. They were ready.
    As Nate climbed onto the bed next to her,
Georgie’s heart began to thump harder in her chest. His fingers
traced her body. She felt the heat spread and she kissed him hard,
shifting her bottom so he could remove her knickers. Now, Georgie
was completely naked beside him. His erection was digging in to her
leg.
    “ I love you, Nate. I’ll
always love you.”
    “ I love you too,
Georgie.”
    “ Put a condom
on.”
    Nate did as he was told, breaking three
before he managed to get one on. It wasn’t easy with Georgie all
over him while he tried to work. At last, he lay down beside her
again, pulling her eagerly towards him. He moved her hair aside and
kissed her neck, then her jaw, her rosebud lips. His fingers played
in tiny circles between her legs as he spoke dirty words in her
ear.
    “ Now Nate,” Georgie urged.
“We’ve waited so long. Do it now.”
    Which, of course, was the cue for Samba, the
family cat, to make a grand entrance, hop onto the end of the bed
and relieve himself of a particularly troublesome fur ball. Right
on Nate’s left foot.
    “ What the fuck?” Nate
jumped up, shaking his foot. “Samba just threw up on me. Jesus,
Georgie.”
    But Georgie couldn’t do anything. She was too
busy having a fit of giggles. Her eyes were watering she was
laughing so hard.
    “ Stop laughing. It isn’t
funny.” Nate grabbed a t-shirt from the floor and flopped down on
the side of the bed, wiping his foot. He looked like he was going
to vomit.
    “ It, sort of, is. Think
about it… every time we get ready to do the deed, something goes
wrong.”
    “ And you think that’s
funny? I can’t take much more. There’s only so much wanking a guy
can do.”
    Georgie knew she’d gone too far. She shifted
to her knees, draping her arms around his shoulders and kissing
each one in turn. “Poor baby. I’ll fix it.”
    She felt Nate’s body relax against her.
    “ How about you go and wash
your foot? I’ll tidy up the sick and we can try again.”
    She shuffled from the bed and picked up
Samba, who looked most offended having settled himself for the
night on an armchair in the corner.
    “ There’s no point, I think
I’ve lost my mojo,” Nate whined, indicating his sudden
limpness.
    Georgie tossed the cat out the door and
slammed it shut. Walking to the side of the bed, she knelt down
before him. “I’m sure I can fix that, too. I’m very capable when I
put my mind to it.”
    So she did.
     
     
     
     

Chapter 10
     
    Georgie lay beneath the jumble of covers in
Nate’s arms, her breathing returning to normal. Beside the