chseventeen

Greta gasped when Eric began moving down her body. Deep inside she knew that she wasn't ready for this, that neither of them were ready. She sucked in her breath hard, trying to concentrate, just as his lips reached the edge of her upper breasts. He paused for a minute and looked up at her, reading her face for any signs of discomfort. But he couldn't look her in the eyes in that she had her face tilted upward, one hand raised partially over her eye.
"Greta?" he asked, pulling away. She didn't seem to hear him so he repeated himself. "Oh, sorry" she said,
"Greta, what's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing's wrong" she lied, again avoiding his gaze. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight against him.
"If you don't want to do this, I really wish you would tell me" he said, rubbing her back lightly. "Communication is going to have to be a big part of our relationship so neither of us repeat...past mistakes"
"Yeah, I know" she said, leaning her forehead on his shoulder.
"So talk to me" he said, trying to wait patiently for her sake but inwardly panicking.
"It's not that I don't want to do...this" she said, glad her eyes only stared down into the bubbly water.
"By this, I take it you mean..." he said, his hand waving as if to gather his thoughts.
"I mean, moving our relationship along" she continued. "Making it more of a physical thing"
"I'm sorry" he interrupted. "Once again, I'm assuming that you're ready for more and I'm obviously wrong..."
"No, no" she interrupted. "It's not that...I am ready. I think I am, at least. But it's just that with everything tonight, I'm just not sure"
"It's been an emotional night, huh?" he said, gently kissing her soft hair.
"That's the understatement of the year" she commented, and he chucked.
"I understand" he said. "I too would like to wait for a more favorable time"
"What do you mean?" she asked, sitting up and looking at him. "You mean, this weekend hasn't been enjoyable"
"No, not that" he said. "I'd just like *that* weekend to be perfect. With nothing to hinder our emotions. Nothing to interrupt the most important part-us" She smiled up at him and then suddenly became embarrassed when she realized that she was nude from the waist up. As her cheeks became pink, she turned away from him, wrapping her arms around her chest. He allowed her to move on his lap so that her bare back was now resting against his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her and gently kissed her shoulder. She leaned back against him and relaxed, without removing her arms from her body. After a few minutes she felt his one arm release itself from her side and waited curiously to see what he was doing. His hand appeared in front of her holding her bathing suit and she watched as he handed it to her. She attempted to put it on and he aided her by tying it around her back and neck. She tugged it fimly into place and he welcomed her back into his arms. He buried his face in her hair and she felt him exhale hard, her hair blowing up slightly from the movement.
"I love you, Greta" he said, his breath tickling the back of her neck.
"I love you too".