Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Three - Sharing Another First

Adian dropped the topic of his brief meeting with Mr. Gussippie and I don't know what to make of it.

Tomorrow's hearing will continue as schedule but the case may not end tomorrow because of the summons, Judge Roberts issued to Ameila and my Dr.

Adian seems concern about his mother attending, while I am afraid to face that intimidating woman who kept me on drugs to benefit herself and keep Amelia and Alan happy.

"Why?" Was all I asked, wondering if they are being called to declare me crazy.

Sighing, "I wish I knew" Adian admitted, caressing my head, which laid against his bare chest, while I withheld my fears from him.

Adjusting myself, I snuggle under his arm and closed my eyes, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my ear, leading me into a deep, but troubled sleep.

Adian and I were the first ones in the kitchen, making coffee and tea.

Frowning when I stood stirring the chocolate tea, "I've notice that you haven't been drinking coffee," he says, lifting his eyebrows, staring at me curiously.

I turned hiding how his comment affected me, to focus on the tea wondering how I should respond to his observation, because I stopped coffee when I found out I was pregnant and after one try after the miscarriage, the taste was no longer appealing to me.

This is the opening I've been waiting for and no one's going to interrupt us for the next, two hours.

Placing a pot of coffee and sugar, with a teapot of chocolate tea and two coffee mugs on a tray, I nod to the veranda outside the kitchen, which we seldom use.

Adian took more than a moment to make a move towards the door, shutting of the alarm which is separate from the front door, before sliding it open.

Curled up in the love seat, I wait for Adian to join me after he went in to retrieve his phone from the kitchen table.

"You know, we've haven't actually had a date night." I tell him, surprised at my boldness because I have decline more than a hundred dates in the past and here I am, being assertive and inviting my husband out.

Lifting my head to make sure Adian didn't fall asleep on me, since he hasn't responded to my comment.

Adian was staring at the skies, watching the sun in the far off distance as it start to rise.

Is he really going to ignore me?

This is not just embarrassing, this uneasiness in my stomach is petrifying, while I wait for his response.

Taking a chance, I continued.

"Maybe you and I can go out, alone," I added, hoping he actually understand what I am getting at.

Adian remained with the same far off expression, which actually irritates me further.

Stabbing his stomach, not so affectionately, "are you kidding me?" I half yelled at his non-responsive mood.

Grabbing my elbow "hey, hey" laughing, "this is a dangerous weapon, you have there." Adian continued playing, his eyes shining brightly, taking the mug from my hand and putting it on the tray.

Wrapping his arms around my back, "is that how you ask a guy out?" Smiling mischievously, he chuckles as I lowered my eyes blushing shyly.

"This is my first time," I whispered, keeping my eyes downcast, watching Adian's chest that's covered with a T-shirt, as it heaves, while he breathes.

"I'm consider myself lucky to have spent all your firsts with you," whispering huskily, Adian shifts closer and crash his lips on mines.

Pushing me backwards, "let's experience another first." Adian mummers against my lips, with our face touching each other's, staring into each other's eyes, drowning in the pool of desire that's eliminating our senses as we gave into our primal need for each other.

Lifting his arms, Adian tugs his T-shirt over his head and immediately, focused on removing mines.

Smiling, Adian stared at my bare chest, burying his face between mountains, using his mouth as he kissed then sucked, leaving bite marks while his tongue travels lower down my front.

Using his hands, he tugs his joggers down before working on removing my short PJ's.

For a moment I wanted to stop him in case we were interrupted but my common sense evaporated as Adian plunged into me, in one powerful thrust!

Breathing heavily, "I love you," he whispered, exiting slowly from inside me and without giving me a chance to recover from first thrust, his second thrust was much more powerful but the deep thrusts bought more pleasure than pain.

Burying his face in my neck, Adian continued thrusting against me, I clung unto his shoulder holding on for dear life, enjoying this rollercoaster ride!

Breathing heavily as we climaxed together, our cum, mixed with our sweat giving out an erotic vibe, with Adian still buried deep inside me.

Clinging to each other as our breathing normalize, lying under my husband, I watch the sun that came up while we were busy, quenching our thirst.

"You know Basil must be in the kitchen, right?" Was my first thought, "is this the only way back in?" Glancing around pouting to when I see the end of the veranda a few yards away.

Chuckling, "you can always give him hell, if he provoke you," Adian suggested but what he fail to realize is the moment I come face to face with Basil, I start blushing and Basil wins without even trying.

Sitting upright, we dress each other ensuring our clothes, give nothing away and we each force down a little more of the now cold coffee and chocolate tea.

With the tray in his hands, Adian led the way out of the veranda into the kitchen, with me holding the tail end of his T-shirt.

Of course Basil was the first to look up from where he sat drinking coffee with Ryan.

"Have you guys been out there all this time?" Basil gives us a mischievous smirk!