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I do not own these characters. They are the work of the lovely Rachel Caine.

This story's Title comes from the song "Keep Me Up All Night" by The Glitterati.
This song doesn't make an appearance in the story, but I'm currently in love with it.
I do not own the song.

Chapter 10 - The First Time

Previously: As Shane pulled back and looked into my eyes, I knew that this was it. There was no stopping us this time.

Shane leaned forward and captured my lips again in a heated kiss, his fingers busy undoing the buttons on my shirt and stroking the skin there that he could find.

I shoved my tongue into his mouth and moaned loudly, letting him know that this was what I wanted. What I'd craved for so long. I was finally getting it.

He pulled back again and stared into my eyes, his fingers almost done with my shirt as he lifted me slightly so he could pull it roughly off my shoulders and down my back.

His eyes didn't leave mine once as this was happening, but I could see the struggle in his eyes. Ever the gentleman, his eyes stayed glued to mine as he started to unbutton my jeans.

Our breathing was ragged and all the emotions I felt were threatening to overwhelm me. The trust that we put in each other was indescribable.

But there was this over-powering need to consume him, to be consumed by him.

After he pushed down my jeans, my hands flew to his shirt. Gathering the material in my hands and jerking it upwards.

When it slid over his head, I was slightly disappointed that the eye contact was gone. But when my eyes raked over his sculpted chest, I honestly didn't care all that much about eye contact.

My hands slid where my eyes had raked and I felt him tense above me. He stopped my movement to pull back the covers and slide us under them. I couldn't see much. It was still day time, about the middle of the day, but Shane's curtains were so thick, they pretty much cut out all of the sun.

Wait, middle of the day?

I stopped mid-kiss to ask, "Why aren't you at work?"

He grinned sheepishly and said, "I kinda got fired."

"Fired? How did yo-"

I stopped abruptly because his head had gone down to gently bite my bra-covered nipple. Cheater.

Instead of talking more, I moaned, grinding my hips into the air.

His nimble fingertips went behind my back to find the clasp for my bra, I heard him make a frustrated sound when he couldn't find it.

I giggled and pushed him back to show him the front clasp.

Getting a little mischievous, I pushed him farther back so that he was sitting atop his heels and I sat up, running my hands over the soft skin of my chest, coming to the clasp.

I undid it quickly, but help it there. He made another sound of frustration before I finally gave in, removing the bra slowly. Once my breasts were uncovered, my bra slid from my shoulders and I tossed it off the bed, not caring where it landed.

His attention immediately turned to my naked breasts and he went straight for my sensitive nipples, sucking them into his mouth, eliciting a loud moan from me.

He released my flesh long enough to say, "God, Claire. You don't know how long I've wanted this. You writhing underneath me. Your soft skin against mine. It's amazing."

I felt myself flush at his words.

"I love you," I said looking into his eyes, "I've wanted this for a while now, too."

He kissed me again and my hands slid down to his jeans, making quick work of the button, finding that he'd gone commando today. One less layer to worry about.

I took him in my hand a stroked a couple of times. He stilled above me and dropped his head to my shoulder. He shuddered and choked out, "If you keep that up, we'll end this too short."

I stopped stroking him and placed a small kiss on his neck. A silent 'Okay'.

His hands went to my underwear and it hit me that we were actually going to do this. Shane and I were actually about to make love, the thing I've wanted to do with him basically since I met him.

I felt his fingertips stroking my stomach, slowly inching their way downwards to the hem of my panties where they hooked in and tugged downwards.

He followed them down, taking the covers with him as I had that morning, placing small kisses as he went.

My panties came off and he brought his hands to my knees, where they were pressed together.

"We've been through this, Claire Bear. You don't need to hide from me." he smiled a panty dropping smile up at me. A bit unnecessary when I had none on, but I wasn't complaining.

I let him part my legs, blushing a little when he looked straight between them. He licked his lips and bit his bottom one. That made my breathing pick up a little more, knowing what he was about to do.

He picked up my right foot and placed a small kiss on my ankle, yet not stopping to kiss anywhere else until he the juncture between my thigh and my throbbing heat. Again, it made me gasp and bite my lip.

He wasted no time in nibbling or caressing, instead going straight to my opening and tonguing it, making me jump slightly and buck my hips into him. He chuckled and lazily put a hand over my hips, nuzzling my clit with his nose.

I almost jumped off the bed.

"Please, Shane I just need you." I begged, grabbing his shoulders and forcing him to come up to me.

I kissed him, pulling him even further to me so that every inch of us was touching. I could feel his erection on my thigh.

I looked into his eyes, "Condom?" I asked.

He leaned to his left for a moment, opening a drawer before retuning with a foil package.

"Can.. can I do it?" I asked in a small voice.

He looked at me a smiled, "Whatever you want, beautiful."

I took the package, carefully tearing and took the condom out, looking back to Shane as to what to do now.

He seemed to understand and he gently took my hand, leading it down to his penis where we both rolled it on. The gesture was sensual, caring and quite frankly, it was hot.

He grinned at me once we had it in place and I grinned back, excited that we were finally doing this. No more interruptions. Just us.

His face suddenly got serious as he said, "Are you sure, Claire? I don't want you to feel pressured into this."

I pressed a sweet kiss to his lips and said, "I've never been more sure of anything."

With my words, his hand went down to place himself at my entrance.

He looked into my eyes and pressed forward, taking no time to inch in like last time when I did it, just thrusting straight in.

The pain was immense, my leg muscles contracted and I felt my walls clamp down on him. My eyes squeezed shut and he started peppering little kisses all over my face, whispering, "I'm sorry" over and over.

It took a little while, but the pain subsided. It was still there, but now I could feel the pleasure. I rocked my hips to test out the new found pleasure and gasped at the sensation.

"I'm not gonna be much gentler if you keep doing that, Claire."

I could feel him shaking with exertion. He was experiencing discomfort so that I could get used to his intrusion.

"I'm okay now. You can move." I whispered.

He pulled his hips back a little, testing, and pushed back in. Still being soft, afraid to hurt me.

It still hurt, but the pleasure was outweighing the pain and that was all that mattered. I focused myself on Shane and the pleasure.

When he pushed out again, I mewled a little at the loss of him, so he placed a small kiss on the nape of my neck, whispering, "I love you."

I gasped out an, "I love you, too" as he pushed back in, harder this time.

He was still being gentle, too gentle. "Faster," I gasped out, "please."

He increased his pace and I brought my hands to his shoulders, hanging on for the ride. He grasped my hip with his left hand and angled himself a little differently and I immediately felt a new sensation, moaning loudly and digging my nails into his shoulders.

He gasped at that and moved harder. My breasts were now bouncing and I was gasping and moaning with every thrust. He was still hitting that spot inside me that made the pressure build. I wanted to come apart, but I just wasn't there.

Shane sped up the pace even more, mumbling incoherently into my neck, moving his lips up and down my jaw in sweet kisses.

"I'm.. so close, baby. I don't know if I can hold out much longer." came his breathy voice from my neck.

His head snapped up to meet my gaze and I replied, "It's okay. Let go."

He stared straight into my eyes and released into me. I felt him get slightly bigger and pulse. His mouth came crashing to mine and he whimpered.

It was so beautiful that I kept my eyes open. The emotion in his eyes, like he'd just discovered something so coveted, so out of reach and he was finally holding it in his hands.

That's what made me lose myself. Gasping and spluttering, I came around him. My walls fluttered and he breathed out "Oh, God, Claire. That's it, come for me. Let me feel you around me."

His thrusts slowed down and he held me tightly in his arms, whispering, "Thank you. You were so wonderful."

Tears came to my eyes and I hurried to dry them so he wouldn't see. Unfortunately, he turned his head up just at that moment and immediately assumed the worst.

"Oh, God, did I hurt you? Please tell me I didn't hurt you." he said loudly.

"No! Shane, no! I'm just overwhelmed. That was so amazing. Thank you." I said.

He smiled softly at me, "You know I love you, right?"

I giggled a little, "Yeah, you said that a few times. It never hurts to hear it more, though."

"Mm.. In that case..." he trailed off and kissed my lips in a gesture so sweet, the tears nearly returned, "I" kiss, "love," kiss "you," kiss, "so," kiss, "fucking much" and then there was a little tongue in the next kiss. Not that I was complaining.

I smiled at him, feeling content. It felt like nothing could burst our little love bubble. I giggled a little, love bubble. Such a dork.

So, what do we think? I was actually going to not let Claire climax, just to make it more real, but then I kind of thought she deserved it.. Don't you? Sorry if it wasn't like you thought it would be.
I didn't climax my first time. It went more like "Oh, FUCK! OW! GET IT OUT, GET IT OUT! FUCK FUCK FUCKITY!"
Okay, maybe not like that. . . but close.

Tell me about your first time?
Embarrassing, wonderful, crappy. I wanna hear it all!

Until next time, (hopefully not as long a wait as this one was... I'm really sorry about that.)

Ditt Storsta Fan.