When August Ends

He let out a long breath and caressed my cheek. “Everything you can imagine.”

I needed to touch him, to feel how much he wanted me. I reached out to rub my palm over his cock, which was bursting through his pants. Its heat penetrated his jeans. His breathing became erratic as he closed his eyes and bent his head back to enjoy my touch.

“Fuuuck…stop.” He placed his hand on mine. “Turn around.”

Doing as he said, I placed my hands on the wall.

“Holy shit,” I heard him whisper as he got a look at my ass.

His hand felt rough as he slid it down slowly, caressing my back. I felt his fingers looping though my G-string. He pulled on it and brought me toward him.

Showering the back of my neck with slow, firm kisses, he spoke against my skin, “It’s almost too much.”

I felt the air between us for a moment. When I looked over my shoulder, he was taking off his shirt. I leaned back against his bare, muscular chest, his erection right up against the crack of my ass. Wetness seeped through the material of my thong as I squeezed the muscles between my legs to curb the intense need building there.

He wrapped his arms around me, my entire body enveloped in his. The skin-to-skin contact felt so good. His heart beat against my back, and I wanted to weep for all the nights we’d wasted not doing this very thing.

He flipped me around and gazed at my body. Placing his hands on my waist, he lowered my thong. Completely naked before him, I felt goosebumps cover my body.

He knelt down and took my pussy into his mouth, lapping at my clit with his tongue before inserting it all the way inside of me. He kept at it for a few minutes as I bent my head back. The pleasure felt like shockwaves of electricity pulsing through my core.

“You taste so good.” He spoke over my skin. “I can’t decide how I want to take you first.”

“Just take me,” I breathed, desperate to feel him inside of me.

Noah stood and brought me to his chest. “I feel like the luckiest man alive right now. I don’t deserve you.” He swept me off my feet as he carried me over to the bed and laid me down.

I watched as he pulled his boxer briefs down. When his cock sprang forward, I marveled at how long and thick he was. In my experience from watching the occasional porn, you typically got one or the other. But Noah’s cock was perfect. The tip was wet, and I had the urge to lick the precum off of it.

He lowered himself over me and began to rub his slick shaft across my taut stomach, sliding it up and down, over my belly button as he looked into my eyes. It was so erotic. Feeling his hot arousal on my skin turned me on to no end.

I couldn’t take it anymore, though. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the strip of condoms, breaking one off and handing it to him.

“You trying to tell me something?” he teased.

“I want you so bad,” I breathed.

“Easy, beautiful girl. You’re gonna get me. I’m trying to take it slow, so I don’t come all over you right now.”

“I’m sorry if I’m too eager.”

“Don’t apologize for that. I’ve never been wanted by anyone so beautiful, so precious, in my entire life. I love how you want me. It makes me insane.”

“You make me insane, Noah.”

He ripped the condom package open with his teeth.

My heart raced with anticipation.

“Spread for me wide,” he said as he rolled the rubber onto his engorged shaft.

He lowered himself over me. The weight of his body was overwhelming. I stretched my legs apart to make room for him. As he kissed me, I could feel his cock teasing my entrance. My legs quivered.

“I can feel how wet you are, and I’m not even inside of you yet. Holy shit.”

Without warning, he pushed inside in one thrust. It burned in the best way. I hadn’t had sex in over two years, so it was more painful than I’d expected. But after a few times of him moving in and out, the pain turned to pure ecstasy.

Holy shit. Noah is inside of me.

What started out as gentle soon transformed into raw fucking.

My fingernails dug into his back as he pounded into me rhythmically. With every movement in and out, I felt like I could orgasm if I let myself.

“Heather…you…oh my…fuck…you feel so good. So good, baby.”

The headboard banged against the wall, and I was pretty sure the guinea pigs were having heart attacks. With every creak of the bed, I felt more grateful that the boathouse was set so far back from the main house.

Talk about being properly fucked.

I held on to his muscular ass and bucked my hips to meet his thrusts, desperate to stop myself from coming, because I didn’t want this to be over.

“Look at me, Heather.”

The intensity in his eyes was all it took for me to lose it. When my legs started to shake, he knew I was climaxing. I shrieked louder than I’d intended when my orgasm pummeled through me.

His body trembled seconds after, and his mouth fell agape as he came hard, pounding even deeper into me as he emptied his load into the condom.

He kept moving inside of me long after there was nothing left.

“So fucking good.” Noah collapsed onto me. “I’ll never be the same again.”

He’d taken the words out of my mouth. He was still inside of me, and already I had no idea how any other man could measure up. I didn’t want to find out.





CHAPTER TWENTY




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NOAH




I couldn’t remember the last time I’d woken up feeling so completely at peace, yet in turmoil at the same time. In the present moment, I was more content than I’d probably ever been. But as soon as my mind wandered into the future, dread crept in to ruin it.

Heather was still sleeping. Her beautiful bare ass faced me, and her gorgeous blond hair was a mess of spun gold falling down her back.

I had no idea how I’d gotten so lucky. She’d surrendered her body to me last night—several times. I should have been exhausted from the amount of sex we’d had. It was, bar none, the most incredible night of my life. On a physical level, we fit together perfectly. But even with her eagerness, even as I felt her orgasm pulsate against my cock—multiple times as I fucked every hole in her body—I still didn’t feel I deserved her.

The guilt would set in as soon as this high was over. For now, I was still blinded by euphoria. I was living the moment I’d always feared: knowing what it was like to have her and still feeling as though I needed to let her go.

That wasn’t going to be happening today, though. I knew that for sure. I needed her again and again—and wondered if she’d be up for another round.

Kissing the back of her neck, I hoped she’d wake up.

Her body stirred, and she pushed against my cock.

“Good morning,” she said as she teased me with her ass.

The urge to slip inside her raw was intense. I grabbed the last condom from my nightstand and sheathed myself before I could give in and do something reckless.

I sank into her slowly until I was balls deep. Being inside of her already felt like home to me. She was so wet despite the fact that she’d just woken up.

Seeing her ass from this angle as I fucked her totally did me in. After only a minute of pumping into her hard and deep, I lost control and came. You’d think I would have built up some resistance over the past twelve hours. Instead, this was the first time in my life I’d ever prematurely blown my load.

“Shit. I’m sorry. This angle…it was too much for me.”

“Don’t pull out yet,” she said.

She started to play with her clit, and my dick actually began to gear up for another round. Within seconds, she was bucking her hips and coming against her hand with me still inside of her.

If that wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever witnessed…

I pulled out of her slowly and got up to discard the condom.

Heather gawked at my naked body as I returned to the bed.

My eyebrows lifted. “Keep looking at me like that, and I’m gonna have to find another condom.”

I lay facing her and planted a kiss on her beautiful lips.

After a few minutes, the plethora of worrisome thoughts returned. She noticed my change in expression.

“Do you regret what we’ve done?”