by Nella Tyler
I played with her breasts and nipples for a while until she was writhing so hard I was afraid she’d cum before I ever touch her pussy. I slid my hand back down along the side of her sexy body. I slid it underneath her and cupped one of her smooth cheeks in my hand and squeezed. Then, I slid it back around to the front and traced my fingers across the top of her pubic bone. She lifted up her hips, trying to get my fingers to touch her pussy. I let the tip of my middle finger skim across the top of her swollen clit. I felt her move her legs open further, and I stroked up and down the outside of her lips and then cupped her entire pussy in the palm of my hand.
She pushed against my hand again, so I gave her a little more. I let my thumb press hard into her clit and started moving it in circles. While I did that, I let my knuckles separate her lips and massaged the sensitive inner parts. She was whimpering and moaning and water was splashing all over because of her squirming. I pressed harder against her clit with my thumb and slid my middle finger into her smooth, hot tunnel. She cried out as her tight walls clamped down around it. I let it slide in and out slowly while continuing to rub her clit the entire time. She’s so fucking sexy.
I kept fingering her, adding a second finger, too, and leaning down to kiss her. I matched the movements of my tongue with that of the fingers that were fucking her. She moved her hips up and down, riding my hand as she gripped it between her thighs. Her small hands were gripping on the sides of the tub, her head was back against the marble, and her eyes were closed. She opened her pretty lips and let out a sound that was more of a deep groan than a moan as I felt her body go rigid. She panted out my name, and then as her body convulsed, I felt the hot rush of her orgasm coat my fingers and run down the side of my hand.
I held my fingers in place until her shaking subsided and her body relaxed back down into the water. She opened her eyes and looked at me with raw lust in her eyes and my cock twitched again. “Wow.”
I smiled and winked. “I’ll see you in the bedroom.”
She nodded. “Any second now,” she said. “Be naked.” I left her there and went back into the other room. I stripped off my shorts and climbed underneath the comforter and the cool top sheet, waiting for her to join me. I’m not sure I was prepared for the sight of her, though. When she walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a fluffy white towel, my stomach did cartwheels. When she dropped the towel, I swear my cock tried to jump across the room.
“So fucking gorgeous.”
She smiled and came over and climbed into the bed next to me. I brushed the wet hair back off of her forehead and touched her face. Every fiber in my body was screaming at me to jump on her, but I wanted to savor this moment. I traced her soft skin with my fingers and then leaned down and gave her a soft kiss. Our tongues tangled up and engaged in a long, seductive dance as we tasted and explored each other. Every time I kissed her or touched her was like the first time all over again. She made me feel alive and like every other fucked up thing in my life was completely irrelevant. It didn’t matter what I had to do to keep her, I was never going to let her go again.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
SUMMER
Lying in bed with Drake was so surreal that I wasn’t absolutely sure I wasn’t dreaming. I wondered briefly while I was lying in the tub if I was making a mistake. Shouldn’t we talk about things first? Does he still think I’m selfish? But then he came in and started touching me and there was suddenly no rational part of my brain left to question any of it. Besides, the last time we talked, it ended with me in Oregon and him in California. I made a decision that I wanted him so badly, even if that’s how it ended up this time, I was willing to risk it.
He was kissing me and touching me so softly and sweetly. I loved it and at the same time, I wanted so much more. I sucked his lower lip between mine and ran my tongue back and forth across it. I could feel his breathing speeding up as I let go of his lip and began darting it in and out of his mouth. His warm lips were suddenly on the side of my face and he kissed his way up to my ear. He breathed out, and the feel of his warm breath gave me the chills all over. He sucked my earlobe in between his sexy lips and held it there while he ran his wet tongue back and forth across it. I could feel the anticipation of him touching and kissing the rest of my body coiled in the pit of my stomach like a snake and the wetness between my legs was out of control. I shamelessly ground my pussy into his hard thigh, and as his tongue slipped into my ear, I moaned and reached behind him and grabbed hold of his hard ass. I pulled him closer so that I could lift one of my legs and rub my pussy harder against him. I was already on the verge of another massive orgasm like the one I’d had in the tub and he hadn’t even touched me yet. I whined when I felt him pull away and stand up. He stood at the end of the bed and reached down for my ankles. He pulled me toward the end of the bed and when my butt was right on the edge, he knelt down to push my thighs apart.
Drake started at my ankles and kissed his way softly up over my calves, behind my knees, and then he brushed his lips lightly across the tops of my thighs while my pussy quivered almost uncontrollably. He did the same to the other leg and I thought I might go mad before finally his lips were on my pussy. He kissed all around the outside of it and up over the mound until he reached to bottom of my belly. When he started back down with his lips, he reached up with his fingers and ran them lightly across my rock hard nipples. He licked the pussy juice off the tops of the inner parts of my thighs, teasing me and making me crazy with lust all over again. I reached down and put my hands in his hair. I held onto his head as I lifted up my hips and tried to force his face down where I wanted it. My clit was throbbing so hard that it hurt. His hands were still working my nipples. He was pulling and tugging on them now, twisting and pinching. I was almost consumed by those feelings when his tongue suddenly dove in between my pussy lips and he let it slide up into my tunnel as far as it would go. He held it there and made little circular and flicking motions that caused me to cry out loudly and writhe all over the bed. He brought one of his hands down to my belly and used it to hold me in place while he continued his oral assault. With the other hand, he replaced his tongue with two fingers and finally brought it up to lick my clit. He licked it up and then down, and then he sucked it into his mouth. He held that throbbing button between his lips and let his tongue flick it hard back and forth while alternating with sucking on it. I’d never felt anything like it and I was almost too over-stimulated by it. I was making a lot of noise, too. I tried to brace myself for the explosion I felt building inside. I had a feeling it was going to be unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
I held back as long as I could, but when he crooked one of his fingers and hit my g-spot, I was done. Every raw nerve in my body fired off at the same time and the most massive orgasm I’d experienced thus far hit my body with the force of a freight train moving at a hundred miles an hour. My body stiffened, and I clamped my thighs closed on his head and his hand and held him there, rocking against him until as one wave after the other next slammed into me, eventually turning into long, slow waves that caused my body to convulse.
When he felt my thighs relax, he slithered his sexy hard body up mine. He left a trail of kisses as he let his muscular chest slide across the peaks of my hard nipples. He stopped there at my breasts for a while and licked, sucked, and teased. I reached down between us and he shifted his hips upwards so I could get ahold of his swollen, throbbing cock. I wrapped my hand around it; knowing that he was that hard for me gave me an incredible thrill. I love feeling how badly he wants me.
I stroked his erection softly at first with one hand while raking my fingernails lightly across his rock hard abs. He continued to suck on my breasts, moaning into my flesh as he did and moving his hips in time with my strokes.
I was panting both from the stimulation of my breasts and the feel of him in my hand. Even after two orgasms, I needed more. I began to stroke and pull on his cock harder and faster. I felt the silky bead of pre-cum slip out and I reached my thumb up
and slid it over the head while I continuously pumped his cock. His breaths were growing ragged and the veins in his neck were distended as his cock pulsated against my palms and fingers. He finally pulled his mouth up off of my nipples with a groan and reached down to move my hands off of him. The look in his eyes was intense as he lifted himself up with his arms and reached down to press the head of his cock against my opening. He lifted himself all the way up on his knees and looked down at me as he moved his hips just slightly, letting only the head of his cock make contact with my soaking wet pussy. I reached down for it and he grabbed my hands again. Taking both of my wrists in one of his he put them up over my head and held them there as he smiled down at me. He reached down with the other hand, took his cock in it, and then he proceeded to torture me with touches, thrusts, and slaps with it against my wet lips.
I raised my ass up off the bed as far as I could and that was when he gave in. He never broke eye contact with me as he entered me slowly. My pussy grabbed onto him as he filled me up, and I could still feel him throbbing when he hit bottom. I reached up and gripped his shoulders so tightly that I was digging into flesh. He held himself inside of me and circled his hips before withdrawing almost as slowly as he entered me, and then he did it again. There was a look of ecstasy on his face, and I could tell by his heavy breathing and the sounds he was making that he was trying to make it last. I appreciated that, but I still needed more. I let my hands slide across the taut muscles in his back until they reached his ass and I rested them there, pushing forward and lifting my hips into his with each one of his thrusts. He was panting and gasping for air until at last, his urgency took over. He sat up and pulled my legs up over his shoulders, and he held onto my hips as he began slamming that beautiful cock into me. He plunged in and out with long, deep strokes, faster and faster until once again, I was dangling on the edge of that precipice. Both of our hips were a blur because we were moving so fast now. Drake’s eyes were closed and his mouth was open when I felt him suddenly explode inside of me. The feeling of that warm, wet liquid gave me the final push I needed and my third orgasm of the day ripped through me, causing me to grip onto him more tightly and cry out so loudly that if anyone was out in the hallway, they surely had to hear.
Drake rocked into me until he’d either completely emptied himself or he just no longer had any more energy to go on, I wasn’t sure which. He collapsed down next to me and hurriedly pulled me into him, wrapping me in the kind of embrace that takes all of your oxygen, but makes you feel safe all at the same time. I felt him kiss the top of my head and then inhale the scent of my hair as I pressed my face into his chest and closed my eyes. We lay there like that for a long time, just enjoying the feelings and sounds of our own breathing in the now quiet room. Drake was the first one to speak,
“Summer, I love you. I want you. I don’t care what I have to do, I’ll do whatever you need me to do, just please don’t leave me again.”
I was not sure I still had a job, but my Grandfather’s attorney made that a moot point today anyways. Grandpa was a wealthy man, surprisingly, and now I’m a wealthy woman. I no longer had to worry that Drake might think I was using him as an escape from the poverty I lived in. I no longer had to worry that other people would think he was a fool for dating the homeless girl. I have a roof over my head and a full belly and that house I’d been in earlier today was full of history. I have family history like everyone else now. I realized something beyond all of that, though… I no longer cared what anyone else said or thought. I hate being without him, and denying myself the one thing I want most in the world was just ridiculous.
“I have everything I need, except you. I love you, too. I never want to leave you again.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
DRAKE
I stood in the center of my building and looked around. Tonight was my grand opening party to get the news out to the community and the press. I can’t believe it’s finally ready to go. When I bought the old creamery building on the beach, it was crumbling from the inside out. It hadn’t been used in almost ten years and the salty air had wreaked havoc. I knew in my heart though as soon as I saw the inside of it last year, this was where I wanted to put my school.
Now almost a year after buying the building, the hard labor of everyone involved was coming to a head and I couldn’t be more excited. As far as I know, this will be the only surf school of its kind in the U.S. – maybe anywhere. We aren’t just going to teach surfing. Summer and I had talked a lot about it and we both agreed that we also need to teach an appreciation and respect for the ocean. One of the rooms was set up with desks and chairs where the theory instruction could be done.
Down the hall from that room is another big one that is filled with paraphernalia from days gone by. It’s a way to teach about the history of surfing and I have to give Summer most of the credit for this one. One wall is covered by a large movie screen where pictures and videos will be shown constantly of some of the greatest surfers that ever lived, going all the way back to the 1950s.
After she and I finally admitted that neither of us ever wanted to live without the other, we set about making plans for our future. Summer was willing to transfer her classes to San Diego State. She was studying Marine Biology and SD State had a much better program than anywhere in Oregon, anyways. The only thing she was going to miss about Oregon is her friend Matt. I met him when I went to help her move. Like Bennie, and me, he was in love with her and it wasn’t hard to tell. But he seems like a nice guy and most importantly, he seems to genuinely wants Summer to be happy. I meant it when I told him he was welcome to come and visit us anytime.
Once she was settled in her own apartment in San Diego, Summer slowly began to go through the things she had shipped out from her grandfather’s house. She gave away the furniture and clothes that were still usable, but she kept everything Wayne had collected during his career. It turned out to be a whole wealth of things that are now on display in the museum area of our school.
The main room is just a large open area with surf simulators and an area where I plan on putting a wave simulator soon. Summer and Phoebe had come in early in the morning and decorated the tables we had delivered for tonight with seashells and tiny surf boards. The caterers were moving in and out, setting up the food. I was pacing nervously back and forth, wondering if there was something else I should be doing.
“Hey!” I looked over at the door where Lance was sliding in past a couple of guys in aprons carrying a big cake. He stopped just inside and looked around. “The place looks good.”
“Just good?”
He rolled his eyes. “It looks great. You look like shit.”
“Thanks.”
“What are you so nervous about?”
I shrugged. “This is the first thing I’ve ever done on my own. I mean, without my parents’ help. I just want it to be successful.”
“First off, that’s not true. You’re an awesome surfer, man. If I was half as good as you, I’m not sure I’d be ready to retire until I was thirty. You did that on your own. And then, you used that talent to earn enough money to do this on your own. You have a lot to be proud of.”
“Thanks, man.”
“No problem. That’s what Summer told me to come down here and say. I hope I didn’t forget anything.”
I laughed. “Did she really send you down here?”
“Yep, she really did. Your girl is kind of pushy. She said she had things to do to get ready for tonight and knew you were down here stressing all alone. She told me to come down and stress with you. Now that I see all that food over there I’m glad I came.”
“Your compassion overwhelms me,” I said sarcastically. He grinned and headed for the table. I followed him and said, “I sent my father an invitation for tonight.”
Lance raised an eyebrow. “You think he’ll come?”
“No, but it doesn’t stop me from hoping. He hasn’t spoken to me in over a year, so I’m not sure what makes me think that any of this wou
ld change that.”
“Your dad has control issues. You know none of that shit is on you, right?”
“I know, but even knowing that doesn’t make me stop wishing I could do just one thing he was proud of.”
“Your mom and Chrissy will be here, right?”
“Yeah, Mom actually arranged for the emcee and the entertainment tonight. Chrissy helped Summer with the color scheme and all of that stuff. They’re both coming around.”
“Does your mom know about the non-profit?”
“Yeah, it’s actually what she got most excited about. She says she has lots of ideas about fundraising for me. She joked about me hiring her to be the financial manager for the non-profit side of the business.” Part of wanting this school for me had always been about wanting to give the kinds of opportunities that had been handed to me my whole life to someone much less lucky and much more deserving. The part of the school that Lance and a few retired surfers we hired are going to run for me will be for profit. The non-profit side will be open to kids between ten and eighteen whose parents meet a certain income level, and that will be the side where I will be teaching. I’m a little nervous about working with kids since I have no real experience with it, but Summer tells me I have the patience of a saint and Lance says I’m an awesome surfer. Hopefully, those two things will be enough to get me started. I also hired two other guys who had a lot of experience surfing, as well as kids of their own, to help.