Chapter 14
MITCH
Holy shit. Take it. Those words unraveled me. Blood rushed through my cock as I lifted her up and wrapped her legs around me, backing her into the counter.
We had been through so much together, not all of it good. Truth be told, ending up in this RV with a naked and ready Skylar urging me to do whatever I pleased made it all worthwhile.
It was dark, so I turned on the overhead kitchen light, needing to see every inch of her gorgeous body.
What I wanted first was something I had never done. With her, I craved it more than anything.
Her ass rested on the counter as I spread her legs open, and she gasped when I lowered my head in between them. I knew she loved how I kissed her mouth, so I mimicked those moves on her soft mound: opening, closing, licking and sucking on her with reckless abandon.
With every sound that escaped from her, my dick throbbed, ready to come the first instance I allowed it.
In between breaths, she said, “Your mouth…it feels…so…good.”
“I’ve never done this before. This is only for you.”
When I began flicking my tongue over her *, she writhed under me. Getting to taste her and knowing it was also driving her mad was the single most arousing experience of my life. I continued pressing down on her swollen bud with my tongue.
I wanted to see her face, so I stopped for a second. She was squeezing her breasts together, her eyes closed. So. F*cking. Hot.
I slipped two of my fingers inside of her tight opening and watched in amazement as she started to f*ck my hand. She may have been a virgin, but she knew how to move her body to get exactly what she wanted. I was painfully hard, tempted to replace my fingers with my cock, now oozing with precum.
I pulled my fingers out of her. When my mouth returned to her entrance, she moaned like she had been starving for its return, digging her nails into the back of my head. Suddenly, she started to quake beneath me. She was coming, and I consumed every bit of her pulsating orgasm, devouring her like my life depended on every last drop of her essence. For the first time, my own sounds of pleasure were louder than hers, and I kept going at it long after she came.
Finally, I rested my head on her stomach until she pulled me upwards to kiss her. The fact that she could taste herself on my tongue made me crazy.
She wrapped her arms around me. “That was incredible.”
“I’m so screwed. I want to do that to you every day now, and I’m f*cking leaving.”
She put her hand over my mouth. “Let’s just forget about that tonight.”
I kissed her forehead. “Okay, baby.”
“Say that again. Call me baby.”
“I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too.” Her mouth spread into a wide grin. “Especially, when you call me baby.”
I tickled her side. “You’ve always been my baby even when I didn’t have the balls to say it.”
“Mitch?”
I kissed down her neck. “Yeah?”
“I want to make you come, too, make you feel the way you just made me.”
Hell. Yes.
“Even just pleasuring you alone made my body feel things it never has before. That being said, I can’t wait to—”
There was a banging knock at the door then Davey’s voice. “I’m really sorry, but I have to take a shit.”
F*ck.
“One second!” I yelled.
We scurried to grab Skylar’s clothes. While she got dressed, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her: the way her breasts bounced when she pulled her shirt over her head, the little blue thong she slid up her thighs. I licked my lips, savoring the taste of her as I watched.
I grabbed a few blankets, a pillow and a lantern then unlocked the door.
Davey practically trampled us. “Thanks for taking your sweet time. I just sharted.”
Back outside, we snuck past everyone still sitting around the bonfire.
“Which one is ours?” she asked.
“That one. Come on.”
We crawled inside the tent, and she immediately straddled me, looking like an angel glowing in the lantern light. The horny beast inside wanted to bury himself inside of her right then and there despite our friends being just feet away.
But she deserved better.
“Skylar, listen to me.”
She gently bit at my neck. “Mmmhmm.”
“I want you more right now than I’ve ever wanted anything.”
“I can feel that.”
“But…I…just can’t take your virginity in a cramped tent to the sounds of a bunch of drunk people doing karaoke. You mean too much to me.”
“I don’t care where we are as long as my first time is with you.”
I kissed her hard before pulling back. “I really didn’t think you were gonna let me get this far, so I didn’t bring any protection, partly to guarantee I’d keep it in my pants. I was wrong in thinking I could control myself.”
“What about Davey? Does he have anything?”
“He told me Zena’s on the pill.”
“So is Angie. Shit.”
“Yeah.”
She looked truly sad. “In the RV, I had made up my mind that I wanted it to be tonight. Now, I feel like I need you inside of me.”
This was killing me.
I pressed my hardness up against her. “I want that too, more than my next breath. You have no idea.” I licked a line from the base of her neck to her lips. “But there are other things we can do.”
She kissed me. “Like what?”
I whispered over her lips, “Everything but.”
Her hand slid down to my crotch. “I want to see you.”
I kneeled up onto my knees, unzipped my shorts and slowly pulled them down. Her eyes landed on the erection straining through my boxer briefs.
“Take off your skirt.”
She did as I asked and took her shirt off too. My dick twitched at the sight of her in nothing but that baby blue thong.
“F*ck, Skylar. You want to see how much I want you?”
She licked her lips. “Yes.”
I lowered my boxers and my engorged cock sprung forward.
She stared down silently with a look of awe then finally said, “Wow. You’re…big, bigger than I ever imagined.”
“I’m harder than I ever imagined. And that’s just from looking at you. I can’t fathom what it would be like inside you.”
“Can I touch you?”
That question alone made moisture bead at my tip.
I sounded tortured. “I’m dying for you to touch me.”
She wrapped her delicate hand around my shaft and began to stroke it gently. “Does that feel good?”
I bent my head back. “Hell, yes.”
“Tell me how you like it.”
“Lick your hand then stroke me harder.”
I felt like I was directing the movie version of my wildest fantasy.
She slowly licked across her palm before placing it back on me, twisting and pulling. I closed my eyes, imagining that it was her p-ssy and nearly came. She circled her thumb over the wetness at my tip, spreading it around as a lubricant.
As if she could read my mind, she said, “I want to see you come.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, baby. Just keep doing that. Don’t stop.”
She stroked me harder and within seconds, hot cum spurted out all over her hand. She continued milking me with a look of wonder on her face until there was nothing left.
After we cleaned ourselves off, I put my underwear back on, and she stayed shirtless in her thong. I was still perpetually hard.
We lay down together for a while with no concept of time. Since the sound of crickets replaced the chaos outside, I assumed it was after midnight.
My head rested on her chest. She played with my hair and said, “As much as I was trying to keep it from happening, it feels amazing being with you like this.”
“In some ways, the stuff we’ve done tonight has been hotter and more intimate than sex for me, you know, coming up with unique ways to please each other.”
“I’ll never forget this night as long as I live.”
“Your first time is gonna be even more unforgettable. I’m already planning it in my head. We’ll go somewhere overnight, somewhere really nice with candles, roses, the whole nine, and I’m gonna make love to you all night long.”
“I wish we didn’t have to wait. I want you now, but I know we can’t.”
The thought had crossed my mind to chance it without protection. That’s how badly the urge to take her was. In the end, I just couldn’t risk it. Still, the need to feel her somehow wouldn’t go away. I had an idea.
“Turn over.”
When she turned around, I gently rubbed my hand along her backside. “I’m gonna take off your thong, okay?”
“Yes,” she said.
I pulled it down slowly and slipped it off her feet. Then, without my asking, she got on all fours, displaying her perfectly smooth, tight ass. My dick swelled to full capacity in a matter of seconds.
If that wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever seen…
The reflection from the lantern formed a shadow of her lithe silhouette along the side of the tent, an image I’d never forget.
I pulled my underwear down and rubbed my cock along the top of her ass. Her body immediately tensed. I bent down and whispered, “Don’t worry…I’m not goin’ there. Relax, baby.”
Her back shook in laughter. She turned around and smiled. “I’d let you do anything you wanted, you know.”
F*ck. Me.
“I just want us to feel each other skin to skin. Like this.” She moaned as I slid my slick shaft back and forth across the slit of her ass, gripping her cheeks around my length. My legs trembled from the intensity of the sensation. Every single thing we tried tonight topped the last.
She panted. “That feels so good.”
It felt like I was in a trance when I muttered under my breath, “I can’t wait to f*ck you.”
When she started to touch herself, it nearly put me over the edge. We stayed like that for minutes, and when she abruptly screamed out in pleasure, I lost it, my hot release erupting all over her back.
After I cleaned her off, I lay down next to her, breathing in her scent mixed with the vague smell of the red spruce tree just outside. “I can’t get enough of you. It’s almost morning. We haven’t slept a wink.”
“I can sleep when you’re in Boston, Mitch.”
I cradled her naked body, feeling possessive and needy at the mention of my impending departure. “Promise me that you’ll always belong to me, Skylar. Promise me I’ll be your first and your last. I need to go away knowing that.”
She turned around, looking suddenly devastated at the realization that I was actually leaving. “I promise.”
Those words would haunt me later.
I would have done so many things differently if I knew that the night in the tent would be all I’d have to cling to. Not making love to Skylar when I had the chance would become my biggest regret. Well…my second biggest regret.