Heaven's Loss (Hell Yeah!)

by Sable Hunter

  Seren held his hand tightly until they reached his home. For the first time, she didn’t wait for him to come around to help her out, she flung open the door, launching herself into his arms as he came even with her. “Let’s go, Brady. Wow me.”

  “Good thing I work well under pressure.” He chuckled as he carried Seren in, balancing her on one knee as he unlocked the door. “Prepare to be amazed, my lovely.”

  Seren giggled happily as they moved through the door. Once he set her on her feet, the game seemed to change. Winding her hair around his fist, Canyon pushed her against the wall, tilting her chin up so she’d look him full in the face. “I want you. I’ve wanted you from the moment I first saw you.”

  “I want you too.”

  “Me? Not George?”

  “George who?” She rested her hand on his forearm which rested near her cheek. His muscles were so hard, flexing beneath her fingertips, seeming to vibrate with excitement.

  “Good answer.” As he leaned in, the grip on her hair tightened to tug her head back. Sliding his other hand down her side, he curved it around her waist to lift her up. “Wrap your legs around me.”

  When she did, Seren smiled as she felt his hard, thick cock press into the valley of her femininity. Even though several layers of fabric separated them, she could feel how much he wanted her. Moving forward slightly, Seren rubbed against the formidable erection. Thanks to the hall light, she could see the tanned flesh over the pulse in his throat jump in excitement. “I want to go first tonight.”

  “Of course.” Releasing her hair, his hand slid to the back of her neck to stroke gently. “A woman always comes first.”

  “No, that’s not what I mean.”

  “No?” His fingers stilled and Seren missed his touch.

  “Don’t stop.” She twisted her hips so her pelvis rubbed against his cock once more. “God, you feel so good.” At her praise, he bucked his hips forward as his hand at her neck pulled her in tighter. He was so big, so warm. As she strained to get closer, her nipples peaked. Her pussy clenched on itself, feeling empty and needy. Locking her ankles behind his hips, she ground herself against his groin. The pressure against her clit felt so good she almost passed out. “I love how you’re made. Hot, hard, and so damned big.”

  Her flattering words were almost his undoing. “Keep up with that trash talk, this will be over before it starts, honey.” Contrary to his warning, he moved her body again, letting his cock burrow into her tender region.

  “Canyon,” she whimpered, convulsing at the surge of pleasure shooting through her. “Please…”

  Nipping her lip, he leaned down. “I’ll please you, baby.”

  The first thing that registered with Seren was the loss of the sweet pressure of his cock between her legs. It took her a moment or two to realize she was standing on the floor. “Oh well, this will work better.”

  Seeing her happy face, he reached out to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “Your smile is so sexy.”

  “Really? You think so?” she asked as he caressed her cheek with one gentle finger. There were delicious calluses on his skin. Masculine. Rough. She knew from experience how good they felt on other parts of her body.

  He said, “I do,” as his hands went to the fastening of her pants.

  “What are you doing?”

  “You said you wanted to go first.” He gave her a wicked wink. “Your wish is my command.”

  Seren stopped his hands. “Uh. No. Not what I meant. I want to touch you.” Going upon her tiptoes, she began to scatter kisses all over his throat as her hands went to his waistband. “Help me unbuckle your belt.”

  She could tell by the way he stilled that she’d shocked him. “You want to…”

  Seren knew he’d forgotten what they’d done before. All he could remember was the times his wife refused him. “I want to please you. Pleasure you. Go down on you.” Part of her was aware the roofs in heaven were probably getting ready to cave in at her colorful language. At the moment, she didn’t care. This was an opportunity to show the man she loved how desirable she found him to be.

  “Damn.” Holding her gaze, he took her hand, turned it in his, then raised it to his lips to kiss the tender palm.

  “Lose the shirt too. I get off looking at your chest.” While he made quick work of his zipper and belt, she pulled apart his white western shirt one snap at a time.

  “You are definitely a surprise, angel.”

  Hearing what he chose to call her could’ve been a deterrent. She didn’t find it to be so. Seren was proud of the chance she’d had to protect him. Now, she was ready to give him another kind of gift. When he dropped his drawers, kicking aside his pants and underwear, her gasp wasn’t feigned. Yes, she’d seen him before. No matter. She never grew tired of looking at him. “You’re so beautiful,” she whispered as she took him in her hand. A sigh slipped from her lips. She’d forgotten how it felt to hold him in her hand. He was so big. So thick.

  “One sec.” Just as she was about to drop to her knees, Canyon stopped her. “One kiss.” He caught her to him, kissing her like she mattered. “You are hotter than hell, honey.”

  Seren didn’t know what to say, so she said nothing. Instead, she closed her fingers around his hard shaft and dropped awkwardly to her knees.

  “Oh, God,” he groaned as she began to pet his length, wrapping both hands around his staff, marveling how her fingers didn’t meet around his girth.

  “Feel good?” she asked as she stroked him – up, down, up, down. Pumping. Squeezing at both the tip and the root.

  “Oh, hell, yes,” he hissed, his hips bucking helplessly as white-hot pleasure flared through his manhood, robbing him of the power of speech.

  “I’m glad.” Because she loved how he felt, so smooth and warm. “I love how you pulse in my hand.” Seren ran the tip of her tongue along the vein running up the underside. Supporting the heavy weight in one hand, she traced the broad crest with one finger. When she found the tiny slit at the tip, she rubbed the clear bead around the head, then brought it to her mouth to taste.

  “Sweet Christ,” he moaned at the sight.

  “Language,” she cautioned him with a smile as she leaned closer to him, soothing the head of his cock while continuing to pump him up and down. “Ready for more?

  “More?”

  Holding his gaze, she moved her lips to envelop the wide crest, swallowing his shaft an inch at a time.

  “I won’t survive,” he groaned as he reached out to touch her face reverently. “So fuckin’ beautiful. Beyond my wildest dreams.”

  His admission made her even wetter. She was on the very edge of coming just from giving him pleasure. Her clit throbbed as she suckled the head of his cock, sliding her circled fingers from the root to the tip. As she teased him with tiny licks of her tongue, Seren pleased herself even as she pleased him. Relearning his taste, the scent of him, the feel. She loved everything – his hair roughened thighs, the way he grunted and cursed, the way he couldn’t be still as she worked on his cock, her hand increasing the speed and building to a rhythm that had him swearing, his breath coming in harsh pants.

  As she balanced the tip of his cock in the middle of her tongue, he gripped her hair and growled, “God, honey. More. Faster. Almost. Fuck!” Canyon felt the come boiling in his balls.

  Determined to give him what he needed, Seren pumped him hard. Feeling him pulse in her mouth, she milked him in time with the contractions making his cock throb.

  Canyon locked his knees to keep them from buckling as come jetted from his cock. The ecstasy was so extreme it was torture. A harsh bellow was ripped from his throat as Seren pumped him dry. Even after he was spent, she took his entire length into her mouth, swallowing around him.

  “Stop, baby, stop.” He palmed the top of her head. “I can’t…Too much.”

  Reluctantly, Seren let him go. Licking her lips, she gave him a hopeful smile. “Good?”

  “Wow.” He winked at her. “You slew me, baby.” Canyon pull
ed her to her feet and kissed her wildly, his hands tangling in her hair. “It’s my turn now.”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  “What might your turn entail?” she murmured as his mouth left her lips to trail down her throat.

  Filling his hands with her breasts, he kneaded them through her top. “Removing your clothes.” He licked her neck, then scraped the tender flesh with his teeth. “Getting my mouth on you.”

  “Your mouth is on me.” She tugged on the bottom of her shirt, anxious to feel his hands on her naked breasts.

  “I have another destination in mind.” He unzipped her pants and pushed his hand down her panties, finding her pussy hot and creamy. “Fuck, you’re wet.”

  “Loving you excites me,” Seren confessed in a breathless whisper as she rode his hand while he rubbed between her legs. “I need you, Canyon!” she keened, throwing her head back and clutching his shoulders. “I ache.”

  Picking her up, he carried her to the stairs, placing her on the fourth step. Falling to his knees, he removed her clothing in short order, his eyes eating up every inch he bared. “You are so damn gorgeous.” Leaning forward, he kissed her nipples, circling each one with his tongue. “I hope I do this as well as old…”

  “Stop.” She covered his mouth with her fingers. “There’s no one but you.”

  “Better not be,” he mumbled as he settled between her thighs, stopping to admire the delicate perfection of her femininity. “So pretty. So sweet.”

  At the first pass of his tongue, Seren thought she’d died and returned to heaven. “Oh, Canyon,” she whispered as he licked. Sucked. Kissed her folds. Teasing and torturing with his talented mouth until she was arching, holding onto the edge of the step. When he took her clit between his lips and sucked, Seren screamed her bliss, crying out as a surging wave of pleasure washed over her, stealing her breath.

  Seeing her fly apart and knowing he’d given her that gift made Canyon mindless with need. Giving her pleasure made him rock-hard and desperate. “I can’t wait,” he muttered as he rose above her, gathering Seren into his arms, carrying her to his bed. As he lay her down, he covered her, reaching between them, guiding his heavy cock into the same sweet channel he’d been tunneling into with his tongue only moments before. “Look at me. See me,” he demanded as he worked his way in. She was so tight and hot, his cock felt like it was being strangled. Closing his eyes, he shuddered with pleasure as he fucked her in long, deep strokes. Pumping. His hips working and flexing as he filled her again and again.

  Spreading her thighs wide to make room for him, Seren lifted her hips to meet his every thrust. She couldn’t not touch him; his beloved body was like a magnet to her hands. She rubbed his chest, sensually circling his nipples. She kneaded his biceps and shoulders, then moved down to touch the place where they were joined. Every cell in her being wanted to hold on to him. This longing translated into her pussy clasping him rhythmically, clenching tight, subconsciously endeavoring to keep him with her forever.

  “Fuck me, fuck me,” Canyon chanted as Seren milked him, feeding his thundering need, giving him pleasure he’d never known. His whole body was on fire – heart rate pounding, his hips pistoning, his balls slapping against her sexy ass. “Scream for me, Seren, let me hear how much you love my cock.”

  Arching her body off the bed, Seren clung to his sweat-slicked torso. “I love your big cock. I love how it makes me burn,” she hissed the words, her fingers curling as her nails left light claw marks on his skin. “I love…” Her voice cracked as a hard climax rocked her. “God, yes, I love…” She had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. You. I love you!

  Hearing her passion unrestrained was hot as sin. Unable to hold back, Canyon pounded into her pussy, impaling her to the hilt – over and over again. When he came, the explosion was so powerful it rocked his whole world.

  “Come here.” She urged him to quit trying to hold his shaking body off her. “I want to feel you on top of me.”

  “I’m too heavy,” he protested weakly.

  “No.” She wrapped her arms around him. “You’re so strong. Solid. You make me feel so safe.”

  Canyon settled on her supporting part of his weight on his forearms. “Good. That’s my job. Your guardian angel. Right?”

  Seren gave a small laugh at the irony of the situation. Choosing to tease him, she kissed Canyon on the lips. “Well, you’re certainly no angel, thank goodness.” But then – neither was she. Holding him close, Seren hid her face against his shoulder. If she buried her head in the sand, maybe she could make this last forever.

  * * *

  From the moment they awoke the next morning, Canyon and Seren seemed to exist in an alternate universe from the rest of the world. During the day they went to their jobs, interacted with friends, always watching out for the other. To their relief, the threat of Diego seemed farther away. To any outside observer, they were living normal, happy lives. In the evening, if they weren’t busy having an adventure, Canyon worked in his art studio and Seren played house. And the nights…the nights were spent in ecstasy – making love and making memories.

  Canyon greeted each day with a smile and there was no more talk of her leaving, but try as she might, Seren knew they were living on borrowed time. In light of this dark cloud hanging over them, every moment seemed more precious.

  “About ready?” Canyon stood at the door with all their gear. “I’ve been standing here so long I’m putting down roots.”

  From their room, Seren giggled. “I promise, we’ll get there before the fish wake up.”

  “Do fish sleep?” he mused, studying the end of one of the fishing poles. “I don’t think fish sleep.”

  “Of course, they do. They don’t have eyelids, so they can’t shut their eyes, but they barely move, swimming slowly enough to rest. I guess you could compare it to what we think of as a trance or a daydream.” Seren joined him wearing jeans and a cover up over a bathing suit. “Did you get the lunch I packed from the kitchen?”

  “Right here.” He patted the bag on his shoulder, eyeing her cover up. “Whatcha wearing?”

  “Clothes,” she answered nonchalantly as she headed out the door.

  “Hold up. Be careful. It’s still dark. Watch your step.” Canyon locked up and hurried behind her to the truck.

  “I can see pretty well in the dark. There’s nothing here to fear. Besides, you’re with me.” Seren gazed toward the eastern sky. “The sun will rise any moment.” As she walked a flock of birds rose from the nearby trees and took flight. “Look!” she cried in wonder as they moved together in formation. “What are they?”

  “Warblers, I think. Migratory birds that winter south of the border.”

  As she settled into the truck, Seren kept watch out the window. “People didn’t always understand migration, you know. To explain the appearance and reappearance of the birds, they thought birds transmuted, changing species. Some thought they went to the moon or hibernated for the winter.”

  Putting the truck into gear, he sighed with contentment. He enjoyed their weird discussions. “Live and learn. It’s odd to think about what people once believed to be true. After all, it wasn’t so long ago no one knew about the secret world of bacteria and microbes.”

  Seren hugged herself tightly as she spoke, “Some suspected such a world existed early on. There are writings from 6th century India which explored the idea. Now, scientists believe there are more microbial species on Earth than there are stars in the galaxy.” Her voice dropped to an almost secretive level. “The unseen world is vast and no less real because our eyes cannot perceive it.”

  Careful.

  Seren stiffened as Gregori’s still small voice whispered in her mind. Would he always be with her? She suspected he would as long as she lingered at the ‘scene of the crime’.

  In the first rays of the rising sun, Canyon eyed her with speculation. “You are definitely more than a pretty face. Why didn’t you tell me you were so smart? Where did you go to school?”


  Seren laughed almost nervously. “I’m not that smart. I just collect trivial facts. I have no formal training.” She bit her lip in self-recrimination.

  “Well, you sure sound smart to me.” Canyon placed his hand on her knee. “I’m glad you’re with me. I enjoy you very much.”

  His admission made Seren’s breath hitch in her chest. “I enjoy you too.”

  The drive to the lake didn’t take long. After parking near the floating marina where Canyon’s boat was stored, Seren helped him unload their gear. The sun was just up and the forecast of a warm fall day seemed to be on point. “Which boat is yours?” she asked as she pulled off the cover up and threw it over the small cooler of drinks she was carrying.

  “Down this way.” Canyon shouldered the tackle box and picked up his rod and reel. “Follow me.” He glanced over his shoulder to look at Seren and his jaw dropped. “Glory fuckin B,” he hissed at the sight of her delectable body in a tiny bikini. His cock rose to give her a standing ovation. “You look gor…”

  “Watch out!” Seren called as Canyon walked off the side of the dock and right into the lake. “Oh, my gosh! Are you all right?”

  Sputtering, Canyon dog-paddled as he made a grab for his gear. “Good damn thing this tackle box floats.” He held the rod and reel over his head for Seren to take it from him. “What you’re wearing should be illegal.”

  “Too much?” Seren hid a grin and bent to take what he offered. As she did, her breasts hung down like lush, ripe fruit.

  “Not enough.” He gave two passing men the evil eye as they checked Seren out. “I know we’re in the middle of a November Texas heatwave, but put on that top of yours until we can get out on the lake. I don’t like anyone leering at what’s mine.”

  “Give me your hand, handsome.” Seren helped him back up on the dock. “You might as well take off those wet clothes.” When he was standing upright next to her, she unbuttoned his shirt. When two women passed by and stared at him, she changed her tune, grumbling under her breath, “Keep on your pants until we’re in the boat. I don’t like women staring at what’s mine.”