by Angela Rush
She melts into the mattress as she comes back to Earth. Rolling her onto her side, I cocoon her body with mine. My arms and legs wrap around her body. We are sweaty and hot, but I need to be touching her from head to toe. The need to touch her, to consume her, is not one I am familiar with when being with a woman. But when I am with her, I can’t keep my hands to myself. I had told myself to keep control, go slow, but when we are together all rational thought leaves me. My cock is itching to be inside her, but I need to slow this down. She isn’t quite ready for all this. At least, I don’t think she is ready. We are meant to be so I can be patient and wait for the right time.
“What about you?” She whispers into the dark when I don’t try to press her for more. “I want to give you the pleasure you have given me.”
“I’ll be alright for now, love. You need to rest and heal, so I can take all that I want, later. I’m a patient man. I can wait until I can be inside you. I want to feel your heat and wetness around me as I pound into you. I want my dick buried in so deep that we are one when I come inside you.” My voice is deep and husky with desire. It sounds obscene to me in the quite room. She nods in agreement and lets me pull her closer into my warm body heat. I thought it would be impossible to sleep, but it found us both faster than I expected.
It’s going to be impossible to sleep next to her night after night, but I will because it is what she needs. Peeking into the bedroom, I see she is still sleeping. Once I am done in the bathroom, I slip into the bed and snuggle her to me. How was I ever able to sleep without her in my arms. I never liked cuddling before, but now I am more than content to do just that all night.
Chapter 17
Charlotte
It’s utterly dark. The dank smell of dirt, urine, and rot waft to my nose. The ground it cold and hard under me. I am back in the shed. No! How did this happen? Hawk came and took me away, right? Did I dream him up? Male voices are speaking Spanish. They are getting closer. Suddenly I am blinded by a bright light. A fist connects with my cheek and my head flies back. A boot kicks me hard and I can’t breathe. It comes down again on my back. No! Stop! Stop! I scream. Why are you doing this to me?
“Charlotte! Wake up! You are safe. I’m here. It’s me Hawk.” Hawk is shaking me awake. “You’re safe, love.” He croons as he runs his hand down the back of my head as he tries to soothe me. My breaths are coming in short pants, sweat is beaded on my forehead. My heart racing. Shit! I was dreaming again. It’s the third time tonight. I can’t do this anymore. When I am fully back to myself, I seek him.
“Hawk?”
“Yes, love?”
“Will you make my fantasies come true? I need to forget my nightmares.” I whisper into the darkness of the room. He tenses and I fear his answer. He knows what I am asking. Perhaps it’s too soon. I raise my head to look at his face. I am shocked at what I see. He is surprised, but I see lust and desire flood his gaze as the faint light from the bathroom lights up his face.
Without words, he lowers his lips to mine. He devours me in a slow torturous kiss. His tongue enters my mouth without asking for permission. He shifts until he is kneeling over me, straddling my waist. Holding my face in his hands, he tilts my head to the side and backward so he can deepen the kiss. I’ve never been kissed so fully before. He breaks the kiss and begins to move his lips down my jaw, neck, and onto my chest. He licks, nips, and kisses my skin as he makes his way lower.
Without saying a word, he reaches for the hem of my sleep shirt and proceeds to remove it. I sit up to assist him. Once it is gone. He slides his sleep pants off, raising his hips to remove them. He drops them off his side of the bed into the floor. His fingers slip under the waistband of my panties and in one swift motion they are coming off my feet. Then he is hovering over me, looking at me intensely.
“Are you sure this is what you want? Are you ready for me? Once we do this, we can’t go back. I know I will sound like a dominant asshole, but you will be mine, Charlotte. All mine. No man will ever touch your body again. Are we clear?” Hawk demands of me.
“Yes, I am sure,” I murmur. “As long as you are clear that you are mine. All mine. No woman will ever touch your body again. Are we clear?” I mock him even as his words have finalized the love, I feel for him. My ovaries have sat up and taken notice at his dominant words, as they say in romance novels.
“Crystal, fucking clear, love.” Hawk growls as he lowers himself onto my body. Moisture floods my thighs and smell of my arousal rises in the air. His naked skin on mine feels amazing. My hands run over his back and around to his chest. I lower my hand to reach for him. His length is hard, but velvety soft. I run my fingers over the head and feel a little wetness from his precum. I long to taste him, but he grabs hand to still my movements.
“It’s been a long time for me, love. And I have been hard for you for weeks. If you do that much more, this party will be over before it starts. Let me love you, then you can have your turn.”
“Ok, Hawk.” I feel the heat of my blush flood my face.
He kisses me tenderly, but it rapidly becomes passionate and demanding. He lowers his mouth to my right breast and sucks gently. He nips the skin along the inside and under my breast. He slowly kisses and licks his way over to my left breast and continues his ministrations. He works his way down my body, kissing, sucking, and licking. He nips the skin on my lower abdomen causing me to suck in a quick breath. He positions himself between my legs. He pushes my thighs further apart and lowers his mouth to my sex. I feel his tongue sweep between my lips and a shudder runs through me. He finds my clit. He sucks, nips, and licks me to the edge of a cliff. I am teetering on the edge. He pulls back before I can find my release. I gasp at the loss. He moves back to my mouth devouring me again.
I am on fire. I squirm and arch myself to him. I wrap my legs around him and try to get him to enter me. He chuckles.
“So damn, eager. Be patient, love. I will make you scream soon enough, but not until I am ready. I am enjoying learning your body.”
“Don’t tease me, Hawk. Fuck me!” I demand with almost a growl. He ignores my demands and again lowers his head to my sex and begins to assault me again. He works me to the edge again. As I feel the tension building, he slides a couple of fingers inside me as his mouth continues to torture me. I get closer to the edge. I am thrusting my hips up to meet his fingers. He adds a third finger and works me faster and harder. It only takes a few hard thrusts and I am gone. Calling his name, I shudder all over as my body clamps down on his fingers as they continue to work in and out, prolonging my release.
I slowly come back to earth. My breathing is still short and fast. He works his mouth back up my body. Once he reaches my mouth, I feel his erection head pushing against my entrance. I open my legs wider and arch my hips toward him to give him better access. He stuffs a pillow under my ass. He reaches between us, grabbing himself. He runs his head up and down my sex. Once it is soaked in my release, he slides inside me. As he hits bottom, he flexes his hips hard and bumps against my cervix. Damn that’s so good. He is large and it’s been a very long time, but he made sure I was ready for him. He begins to pull out and then slams back into me. I arch my hips up to meet his thrusts. We continue our dance and as the speed and fierceness increases.
I can feel the tension building in my core again. I can’t believe he can make me feel all these wonderful sensations. I am wound into a frenzy. Just when I think I can’t take anymore and I am going to come, he shifts his hips and hits new areas of my core as he pounds in me.
“Hawk! Oh, Hawk!” I moan. A few more thrusts are all it takes for me to burst into a million pieces. Hawk follows me over the edge a couple of thrusts later. “Charlotte!” he calls and then he arches into me, stiffening and then gives me a few more rapid thrusts. I feel him spilling into me. Finally, he is spent. He collapses onto me, being careful to not put too much pressure on my ribs. After a couple of minutes, his breathing becomes more regular. We lay this way for a long time. Later when I am almost read
y to sleep, he carefully rolls us over so that I am resting on top of him. He hardness is till buried deep inside me, but it is softening. I feel the wetness of our release running out between us. Once I have enough breath to speak, I raise my head to look at him.
“That was amazing!” I say still a little breathless. His eyes are still burning with desire and I swear they are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I feel like he is looking into my soul when he looks at me that way.
“Yes, it was. Give me a few minutes and we will do that again.” Hawk says. He is rubbing my bare back with his calloused hands. Goosebumps break out on my skin. Is he serious? How can he want more? My arms and legs are like jelly. I am not sure I can be recovered in a few minutes. Resting my head on his chest, I let the rhythm of his heart lull me to sleep.
Sometime later I wake as I am rolled onto my back. Hawk is hard inside me again. He is slowly working himself in and out of my body. It is slow and leisurely. Nothing like the frenzy that happened earlier. He kisses and worships my body. We give each other every pleasure. Sometime later, we again explode in ecstasy. As I lay panting under him, I realize that despite all the horrors I have endured over the last few months, I am so happy to have found him.
Chapter 18
Hawk
Last night was the most amazing experience of my life. When Charlotte woke for the third time with a nightmare, I had no idea she would be asking me to make love to her. I had intended to take things slow, but when she begged me to make her forget her nightmares there was no way I could deny her request.
Her hot body had been much more than my fantasies or dreams had imagined. She was wet for me instantly. She eagerly tried to take me inside her. It was important to me that she have what she needed. Making her come before I entered her body was a must. She had not kept it a secret that she had not had sex since before her husband had died. Five years is a long time and I didn’t want to hurt her. I shouldn’t have worried. She took everything I gave her and gave as good as she got.
I am so in over my head with this woman. Her body is an addiction. Now that we have crossed that line, I’m not sure I can ever get enough. She had only been asleep for an hour when I could wait no longer to take her again. She didn’t seem to mind as I rolled her onto her back to take her again. Her hips met mine thrust for thrust. She is a wildcat in bed just as I had suspected. I am eager to learn more about her and her body.
It crosses my mind that we didn’t use a condom, but we are both clean so no need to worry about that. Perhaps I should be worried about impregnating her, but if she were carrying my child, I would be the happiest man alive. I never thought I would want more children after all that happened with Julie. However, the thought of Charlotte round with my child makes me feel complete and satisfied.
Charlotte is still sleeping so I slip out of bed and head into the kitchen to fix her coffee and some breakfast. She likes to cook with me, but this morning I want to spoil her. Breakfast in bed is just what she needs. It’s the least I can do for her after she gave herself to me so freely. I keep thinking I should be worried we are moving too fast, but her words from a few nights ago flash in my mind.
“Hawk we are not kids; we are adults. I think we have seen and done enough that we can know what we want. Because we are older, we realize that we don’t have unlimited time. Life is short and it can be gone in the blink of an eye. After the summer I have had, I will no longer spend time worrying if I should do something or what others think about what I am doing. If it’s something I want, I am going to go for it. If I wait, it could be gone forever.”
Charlotte is right. We don’t have unlimited time together. If Hugo Lopez has anything to say about it, she could be gone from me tomorrow. Not that I or my team would let him get away with it, but there is no promise of tomorrow. We need to make the most of our time together. It crosses my mind she might come to her senses and want to go home to her children, friends, and career. It would be the hardest thing to do, to let her go, but I would never keep her against her will. I’m not sure how I would make it if she left me.
Determined to make her never want to leave me, I take her breakfast into our bedroom. She is the most beautiful woman I have laid eyes on. She is laying on her side with her back to me. The covers have slid down her body to about mid waist. As I round the bed, I take in the glorious site in front of me. Her brown curly hair is spread out over the pillows and her hands are tucked between her face and the pillow. Her breasts are playing peek-a-boo between her arms as her chest rises and falls with her breathing. Her face is so relaxed. Angelic. That is what comes to mind as I gaze down on her.
She wakes easily as I sit on the side of the bed after placing our breakfast tray on the bedside table. Her eyes fly open and when she recognizes me, her face transforms from confusion to pure bliss. Is that love I see in her eyes? Her whole face lights up with her smile that brightens her greenish-brown eyes causing the golden flecks to sparkle in the morning light. My heart lurches as I realize I want this for the rest of my life. I want her in my bed, in my life. I love her. It has happened so fast, but I have no doubts about what I am feeling for her.
“Good morning, love.” I can hardly speak with the lump in my throat at my sudden realization. The smile on my face is most likely going to scare her away but I couldn’t stop smiling if my life depended on it. She returns my smile, but then as if she remembers what we did last night her face flushes the cutest shade of red.
“Um…good morning.” She has looked away from me and seeing her naked body. She jerks the cover over her chest and tries to sit up. She face is now a dark red and her chest is rising up and down in her discomfort.
“Don’t ever be embarrassed about making love with me.” I gently chastise her. Her eyes met mine then. It’s like she is looking into my soul to see if I mean what I am saying. She must have seen what she was looking for as she nods in agreement and scoots over so I can sit beside her on the bed. We eat in a comfortable silence. When we have finished, I place the tray on the bedside table. I reach for her hand and she immediately places her small hand in mine.
“Come on, love. We need a shower.” I pull her out from under the covers and into the bathroom. Goosebumps have erupted on her skin. I’m not sure if it’s desire or the loss of heat from the cover. Perhaps a combination of both. She is so reactive to my touch and it makes me even more possessive. Her body is mine, all mine. After all she agreed last night before I took her.
The shower is warm. I take the liberty of washing her hair and body just as I did in the Columbian safe house. This time I allow her to return the favor. Her hands on my body cause a natural reaction. It is surprising that at my age I am able to have such an acute response again so soon. But there is no way I could control it. When her petite hands move up my legs soaping them as she goes, my dick stands at attention wanting her hands on it.
As if she can read my mind, they are there caressing it from base to tip. The soap on her hands aid her movements. She momentarily steps to the side to allow the shower to rinse the soap away. Then she is on her knees and has sucked my dick into her mouth before I can register what she had in mind. Her mouth is warm on my skin. She slides me slowly in and out a couple of times letting her lips rub from tip to almost the base. I feel the head of dick bump the back of her throat with each pass. On the third pass, she begins to suck on me as she takes me in. I can’t choke back the groan that escapes my lips.
Her eyes dart to mine and she smiles around my dick as she continues to suck on it as she takes it further in her mouth. She continues to go down on me slow and steady. Pre-cum is leaking into her mouth, but she continues her attention. The need to be inside her hot channel when I come is overwhelming. Looking down I realize my hands are in her hair encouraging her to keep going. I pull her head back until she releases me. She raises her eyes in surprise.
“I want to be inside you when I cum, love.” Reaching behind her, I turn off the water and grab a towel. I quickly dry us off and ta
king her hand I drag her into the bedroom. My lips have found hers and I back her into the bed. She falls back with a shriek of surprise. As I crawl onto the bed, she scoots back toward the head and center of the bed. She opens herself to me with arms and legs spread wide so I can lay down on top of her. It is Heaven to be in her warm arms.
“Roll over, love. I want to take you from behind.” A worried look crosses over her face and it gives me pause. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” I am not sure what has happened, but she has stiffened her movements and looks worried and unsure.