Rob felt a rush of relief at her words. Today had quite possibly been one of the best of his life. If she had offered a penny for his thoughts, she would probably be shocked by the unusual turn they’d taken. As they sat here, he realized he could see himself doing this every night for the rest of his life. Meg was an easy companion—her sense of humor infectious, her views of life interesting, her attitude optimistic, despite the fact she’d suffered quite a bit of loss in her young life.
He had never been the type to believe in love at first sight, but if anyone could convince him it existed, it was Meg.
One of the things he enjoyed the most was her openness as well as her unique perspective of life. They’d left no stone unturned, whether it be religion, politics, literature, or even which was the greatest sitcom of all time. He insisted it was Seinfeld, while she cast her vote for Big Bang Theory.
He recalled her comments about her upbringing and family, amazed she could talk about her childhood with such fond recollection. Her family hadn’t had, as she said, “two pennies to rub together”, yet that didn’t seem to matter to her. He wished he could have met the two women who had raised such a strong, self-assured young woman.
For the first time in his life, he actually found himself feeling envious of someone else. If someone had asked him yesterday, he would have said he was the luckiest man on earth.
Now, as he saw the world through Meg’s eyes, he wondered how much of his life he’d squandered in the quest for money and power. Meg worked day after day with students who dealt with mental and physical handicaps. Every day of their lives was a challenge and it was obvious Meg admired their efforts to succeed in a world where the odds were so clearly stacked against them. She made a pittance for her efforts but didn’t complain.
In her mind, the fact she’d been born healthy and raised in a loving home was so much more than many others had and for that she was sincerely grateful. Rob tried to remember the last time he felt gratitude for the blessings of his life.
He looked down at her as she struggled to keep her eyes open. She’d missed an entire night’s sleep and yet she insisted on staying with him. Overwhelmed with the desire to take care of her, he rose, bending over to pick her up.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking you to bed.”
“Ooh, it’s about time too.”
Rob was amazed to see her come fully to life. “You must be exhausted. Why don’t you call it a night?”
“Without you?” Her face was a mixture of disappointment and confusion.
“Aren’t you tired?”
“Plenty of time to sleep when I’m dead,” she joked. “You and I only have two more days. I want to make them count.”
His heart lurched as she mentioned the end of their time together. Dismissing it, Rob grinned as she squirmed to be released. He savored the feeling of her body as it slid down his before jerking at the realization she hadn’t stopped sliding until she knelt before him.
“Meg.” He reached beneath her arms to pull her back up.
Shaking him off, she undid the buttons on his jeans.
He’d intended to tuck her in bed for the night, allowing her to rest. Now she was turning the tables on him. Rob shuddered as she pulled his cock free from the constricting denim.
“Meg, you don’t have to—” His words caught in his throat as her tongue darted out to tease the small opening at the head of his cock.
“I want to.” All thought of stopping her fled his mind as she gave him the blowjob of a lifetime.
Gripping him tightly in her fist, she tormented him with her lips, teeth and tongue. Each time he managed to settle his racing thoughts to her pattern, she changed the game. One minute she would run her tongue up and down as if he were a lollipop and she a child. Next, she would turn into a tiger, engulfing his length, nearly swallowing him whole as her teeth teased his sensitive flesh.
Each time she altered her motion, he reeled in the wake of her devastating touches. He gripped her hair tightly and at her sudden hiss, he realized he was hurting her. He started to release her when she shook her head, his cock still buried in her mouth.
He pulled her hair again and she groaned. She enjoyed his rough play. The notion caused his cock to grow even harder, a fact that wasn’t lost on his little minx as she changed the rules of the game yet again.
Using her free hand, she cupped his balls lightly before exploring even farther. The feeling of her finger breeching the entrance to his anus nearly shoved him over the edge. Tugging her hair became an unconscious action as all his thoughts were centered on the extreme pleasure-pain her hands and mouth evoked in his body.
“Damn.”
Her finger, only one knuckle deep, began to wiggle in the tight hole. “You’re going to pay for this.” His teeth were clenched as his orgasm pulsed from the root to the tip of his cock. He took control of her mouth, gripping the sides of her face as he began fucking her mouth in earnest. His climax was so overpowering, he fought to remain standing as his tormentor swallowed down every drop, licking him clean as she gradually released him.