“I love it.”
“So do I. Here,” I say, passing her the drink and sitting next to her. I stretch my arm behind her and she gets comfy on my chest. Both of us stare out into the vast horizon. There aren’t a lot of people in the water, but lots walk by enjoying the nice June day.
“Can we stay here forever?”
“You’ve said that before,” I tease her. “You did in New York and now.”
“It’s been nice to get away.”
“This might sound crazy, but just hear me out, okay?”
She kisses my neck and says, “Of course.”
“Quit your job. Help me manage my career.”
“Bain, that’s crazy. Plus, you have James.”
“And he’s busy. Things are only going to get crazier.”
“I don’t know. You haven’t even been signed with anyone yet.”
“Are you doubting my abilities?” I joke.
“Absolutely not.”
“Good,” I respond and set my drink down, kissing her soft lips, then guiding her to lie down on the large outdoor couch. For being a woman that knows what she wants, she sure lets me take control when I need it. We are a good pair like that. There are times I need her to control me.
She takes her hands and knots them into the back of my hair. I weave mine tightly into the back of hers and take my time trailing my lips over her mouth, beginning slowly then gaining more access. Finally, with our tongues fully connected, I kiss her the way I love. Her knees are slacked and my dick is as hard as ever.
“God, I wanna fuck you so badly.”
“Then do it.”
“There are people a hundred yards away.”
“So, let them watch. I want your cock inside of me now and I don’t want to wait.”
I stare at her, so taken aback by her words that it almost makes me come thinking about what she wants me to do. “Dammit, Bain, fuck me.”
Placing my hand over her mouth, I tell her, “Shhh, be quiet.”
She smirks at me, reaching between us and pulls her pants down. I slide my shorts down a little and look around. Then grip my cock at the base and slam into her. She cries out in pleasure, but my hand still covers those sweet lips, muffling the noise.
“You asked for it. Now be fucking quiet.”
Her breathing is heavy. Her chest heaving up and down, up and down. But my demand quieted her noises. Taking both of my hands, I hold her face and fuck her gently. I’m so turned on that someone walking by could see us. Her * is my kingdom – it was made for my cock and I love how perfectly we fit together.
Working her like this, she pulls my neck to her mouth and begins to suck on my skin. It helps to muffle her uncontrollable noises so I let her, knowing that it might leave a mark. It’s better than having to slow down.
“Fuck, baby, I love your *.”
Saying the word “love” so freely makes me realize that maybe my feelings for her are more than I ever intended them to be. I do love more than her *. Fuck, I love every goddamn thing about her.
Her heels are dug into my legs, holding us tightly together. Then she relinquishes her orgasm over to me and I lose it. She tightens that sweet *, holding my dick like a vice, causing me to grunt like an animal. Letting go, I come inside of this beautiful woman I love. Dammit, I love her. She told me to not have feelings for her and to just fuck, but I’ve failed miserably.
How could I not, with what we’ve been through and helped each other cope with? I slow my movements, so torn up by my mind-fuck. She protests my stopping and grabs my ass, pushing and pulling me in and out of her.
Upon opening my eyes, all of my fears fade away. Her eyes are closed and her bottom lip is sucked into her mouth. I keep my movements strong, and watch her as her face changes. Pleasure takes over her body, blood pulsing under her light skin, which is now covered in a sheen of sweat. Staring at her, she never opens her eyes and only trembles lightly. However, it lasts for at least a full minute and I don’t stop as aftershocks give little jolts here and there. I don’t know how to handle this or why I didn’t see it coming. Maybe I should talk to her this weekend and be honest and tell her my feelings?
“I swear to God, Bain, if you put me in that water, I’ll—”
“What?” I ask holding Arion in my arms, pretending to throw her into the freezing Atlantic.
“I’ll leave, that’s what.”
“Oh, are you going to drive away in your invisible car?” I tease.
She glares at me and I tense up, pretending to toss her. Instead I sit down with her resting comfortably in my hold.
“I would never do anything you didn’t want me to, even joking,” I reassure her.
“Thank you. Not only for that, but this entire weekend. It’s been great so far.”
“It has, hasn’t it?”
She nods her head and yawns a little. I watch her feet as she moves her toes in the sand. “Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?” I ask.