A Summer to Remember

chapter Twelve

How could I not fall deeper in love with him than I was already and yet, he still wouldn’t make love to me or touch me for some strange reason? I wanted to share my body with him, not because I was horny but I needed to feel him and have him inside of me, with me, knowing he truly felt the same way about me as I felt about him.

“I could make up all kinds of shit right now and tell you Ashley slightly embellished or she’s not telling the truth but both you and I know that isn’t so. I didn’t tell you and neither did Jude…not because we were ashamed or wanted you to be humiliated the way she did to you but he’s known for years how I have felt about you and as far as I was concerned, it was a closed subject.”

Paul made me face him and he cupped my face gently as he said, “Jerrica, you have always been the woman for me and I told your brother a long time ago I would be willing to lose our friendship behind being with you. I wasn’t just making up that stuff about surrogacy or adoption because none of it means anything to me. I would be willing to be with you regardless—kids or no kids. Seriously, I have been in love with you from the moment you ran down the stairs with your brown hair in those silly little pigtails and those eyes…God, I remember your eyes. They were so full of hope and innocence.

“I would do anything to see that again inside you. I want to see you happy and peaceful. I hate that hardness that has etched itself into those gorgeous blue-gray eyes of yours because it simply isn’t you. You’re not that jaded and you aren’t a whore. You slept around, so what, do you think I care about that? I’m not perfect and God knows I don’t expect you to be. Please, just give me a chance to prove how much I love you and we can make all of this go away.”

My lips were mere inches from his and I leaned in closer until they touched with his and he kissed me gently at first. He didn’t want to hurt me and I completely understood. When my mouth opened and allowed his tongue entry, our kiss turned passionate and my stomach flipped with butterflies. Every sexual part of me ached with the need to be touched and caressed by him.

He had brought me back to life with a kiss and I couldn’t help but think of the beauty in that sentiment. He’d saved me yet he didn’t even know it and I loved him all the more for just being there for me. He was the one and tonight, I would prove we were meant to be together forever.

Everywhere Paul’s lips ventured, my skin burned with passion and longing. His lips kissed my jaw before they began to devour my neck and collarbone. I threw my head back and allowed him to unzip the modest sundress I wore but his hands supported my back as his fingers trailed up and down my spine.

I sighed out loud as he finally lowered the straps to reveal my breasts which were slightly paler than my tan but my rosebud colored nipples stood at attention and were ready for his tailored touch to make its mark. He caressed my breasts softly before he slipped the nipples between his thumb and forefingers, and squeezed hard enough for me to moan out loud.

His mouth covered mine again as I laid back on the bed and his body pressed firmly between my splayed thighs. My hands began to work on their own as they found his pants, my fingers unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers, and found the hardness of his cock which was unencumbered by underwear of any kind. I caressed his length and he moaned into mouth before he separated ever so reluctantly.

“Not yet. There is not going to be anything fast about this night. I have been dying to taste you since I teased you in your office and tonight, you’re going to let me,” he whispered against my neck.

Paul slipped my dress off leaving only a pair of very sexy lace thongs behind. He rearranged me by pushing me further onto the bed and spread my legs all the while playing with the sides of my thong. Finally, he stripped them from my body unceremoniously and continued to part my legs as far as he could get them.

His mouth immediately sought out my * and he sucked hard on it before he began to tease me with his tongue. He would run the tip over my outer lips before probing my inner lips and tasting me, then he would flick the tip of his tongue over my * gently yet firmly and I spread my legs as far as they would go.

I didn’t want him encumbered in any way and as he started to involve talented fingers, two worked their way inside me and played with my G-spot while his other fingers splayed my sex like some exotic flower and continued to tongue and caress me.

I could feel myself close to the precipice though I knew this would be one of many orgasms I’d be allowed to have that night. His mouth suckled on my * again as his fingers caressed my G-spot and that was it, the feeling of pure pleasure at the end of the rainbow. I gasped out loud as my hips rocked back and forth with him as he continued to draw out the orgasm in waves of pleasure I’d never known before. It was the most beautiful and decadent thing someone had ever done to me.

I laid there, naked, my hands caressing my breasts and trying to catch my breath after my explosive orgasm. He crawled towards me and removed my hands before he replaced them with his own. Paul’s mouth worked over my right nipple first and I moaned out loud as he licked it gently before grabbing the nipple between his teeth and pressing ever so gently. The feeling was intense and insane but somehow, I wasn’t anywhere near being through with what was going on between us.

He then switched nipples and did the same thing to my left nipple and the sensations that surged through my body couldn’t be explained in any given words. He knew just what exactly to do to turn me on and I was so wet, I could feel the juices from my aching sex slide down between my open thighs.

I suddenly flipped him onto his back and said, “My turn.”

It was a complete and utter joy to rid him of his polo shirt and expose the hard, hairless chest which was tanned to perfection. I teased his nipples with my tongue before my mouth dipped lower. Between his ribcage and down to his belly button; when my tongue flicked in and out, his six-pack abs shivered with sheer anticipation.

I stopped suddenly and stood over him, naked and wanton yet not the least bit ashamed. “Do you want me to take your pants off or should you do it?”

Paul didn’t respond, instead he maneuvered himself without moving me off his body and rid himself of his pants. His cock was now on display and it was beautiful, long and thick with blue veins that pulsed beneath the surface. The head glistened with pre-cum and he was so hard, it lay flat against his stomach.

It would be so easy for him to be inside me but neither of us were done with foreplay yet.

“I know it is silly but I just want you to know I am clean. I get tested regularly and after my last sexual encounter with Ashley, I had my doctor do a full panel of blood work so I’m safe.”

“Well, with the somewhat promiscuous lifestyle I’ve lived, I couldn’t afford not to be safe though I did insist all the guys I was with after Kevin used condoms—latex, not lambskin…except Brandon. Neither of us had one so we barebacked but I have never done that with anyone except those two guys. I was recently tested too and my results were clean. As you know about my little situation, I don’t take birth control since multiple doctors have told me a nun has a better chance of conceiving naturally than I do,” I explained in a humorous way.

I couldn’t help it but now that the whole “safe sex talk” was out of the way, I grabbed his cock and positioned myself so I could tease him with my mouth. I licked the underside of his manhood from scrotum to tip and his breath increased tenfold. My mouth slid the head of his cock in my mouth and I suckled gently before adding much needed pressure.

“F*ck,” Paul murmured softly.

My mouth slowly allowed more and more of his pulsating manhood in my mouth until I had successfully taken in his whole length and that had not been an easy feat. I had to control my breathing through my nose because the head of his cock was inside my throat. It was definitely an exercise of gag control and caressing him, allowing my mouth to work slowly before removing him and then repeating the gesture again, over and over.

His face was scarlet and I knew he was close so I stopped teasing him and slipped him completely out of my mouth before I tongued his balls and teased his perineum with my very talented tongue.

Paul grabbed me suddenly and threw me on my back, my legs spread and his warm, hard body fit perfectly between them. He teased my inner lips with the head of his cock before he slowly began to enter me. It was shallow and he kept sliding just a few inches inside of me before pulling out. The act itself was sheer torture and every time he gave me a few more inches, I bucked my hips to try to gain more but he was too quick and agile.

Finally, he plunged his whole length inside of me and the exquisite pleasure followed by a dull ache and yet even more pleasure was too much to take. His thrusts were well timed, deep and meant for maximum pleasure and effect. The feel of our flesh, both inside and out pressed against one another was a sheer joy that couldn’t be described because my wildest dreams hadn’t pictured such a perfect scenario.

He sat up and threw my legs on top on his shoulders before he began to slide inside me again and again, speeding up with just enough friction that I felt like my whole body was going to come unglued yet then he would slow down and the torture was beautiful and exquisite.

This lasted for more time than I could remember before he pulled out of me and laid down on his back. “Come on, sweetie, ride my pony, babe.”

I laughed before I climbed on top of him and he guided his cock inside me again before I began to really enjoy the give and take between the two of us. It was maddening in its intensity and because I got to control the sex, I began to ride his cock harder and harder. I teased him ever more viciously, sliding his length inside me before I gyrated my hips and squeezed down on my kegel muscles against his hardness.

“Christ, you keep doing that and I am going to come. I have held out for as long as I possibly could but you’re driving me insane,” he whispered.

I leaned over and kissed him again. It was soul-stealing, spell-binding passionate kiss and as our tongues mingled with one another, I knew I was close too, especially since his right thumb had found that hard * between my folds and caressed me deeply and seductively.

Our back and forth play lasted until I could ride him no more and with a final squeeze of my muscles around his cock, he pushed down and caressed my * with an intensity I’d never felt before and I came in a shock of wave and emotions.

My whole body seemed to light up with a mixture of fire and ice and I held on to the feeling as long as possible as we both rode out our orgasms in a mixture of satisfaction and defeat. If we could have made it last any longer than we would have but we were as emotionally spent as our bodies were physically and it was time.

With a lot of effort on his part, Paul sat up and with my body close to his, my naked breasts pressed against his chest as I rested my head on his shoulders, we basked in the afterglow of mind-blowing sex. A moment like this could never be adequately described with words and because we were both so extremely exhausted, we rested against one another and closed our eyes.