It was hard to stop him, but I bit my lip and closed my legs while guiding his body upwards. His hands slid along my skin grazing over my thighs, my hips, my sides and finally cupping my aching breasts. He thumbed my nipples and I moaned as I pressed my body into his. Even those simple touches could have thrown me over the edge if I hadn’t been controlling myself.
“Oh!” I gasped, surprised when he lifted me with ease. I wrapped my legs around his hips. But he didn’t take me to the bedroom like I imagined he would, instead he lowered me down onto my dining room table. I pulled him hard towards me and kissed him.
“Shit… I almost can’t stand it. I want to do anything and everything to you,” he said into my ear. I could feel his warm breath dance all over my neck.
I reached down between us and grabbed his thickness. He was so hard I almost couldn’t believe it. I could tell he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him.
“Are you sure?” he asked gazing into my eyes. They were glassy with desire, he was asking, but I didn’t think there was any turning back for either of us.
“I couldn’t be more sure,” I said stroking his backside.
He put his hands on my thighs and slid them down to my knees. Rex paused for a second before he spread my legs even wider apart than they already were. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto his hardness. I gasped as he drove himself inside of me. I held on to him tightly as if I was afraid to let go. That if I did, I might fly right off the table.
Rex slowly, and teasingly pulled out of me only to thrust himself deeper inside me and with more force. He put his fingers on my chin and forced me to look up into his eyes. I held his gaze as he drove himself in and out of me. We fit together perfectly.
The closer he drove me to my climax the more I wanted to look away or close my eyes. But he would allow it. He wanted to hold my gaze right up until the moment I released my orgasm.
“I want to watch you come,” he said as he pushed deeper into me, as if he was daring me to come right then. And truth be told, I almost had. The moment was so intense and I hadn’t ever felt more alive.
I didn’t think I had ever looked at another person when I came before. The idea was both freaking sexy and also a little intimidating. But it didn’t matter.
He guided my hips and so that I met each of his thrusts fully. Rex leaned down and kissed me quickly, but passionately.
“Oh, oh God!” I said pulling back slightly knowing I hit the point of no return. He tilted my chin to adjust the angle, he was making sure I kept my eyes on his. And the second our eyes met again, I came. “Oh my God!” I cried out as I threw my head back unable to hold his eyes for a second longer. I knew he was watching me but I didn’t care.
“Mmm,” he moaned as he released his orgasm. He was grinding and grinding his hips in such a way that it only lengthened my own pleasure.
He held me tight as his body relaxed and he slowed his movements. I wanted to hold on to him too but my knees were weak… my whole body was weak. Being with Rex had easily been the hottest sex I had ever had, and while I was dying to do it again, I needed to regain my strength first.
“Stay the night,” I blurted as I sat up on the edge of the table. I wanted to cross my arms in front of me since I felt so, well, naked.
“Don’t do that,” he said taking my hands into his. Rex helped me down off the table. He started pointing at the closed doors, “I’d love to stay. Which one is your bathroom?”
“Sorry. That one,” I said gesturing towards the bathroom door. “I’m going to use the one in the master bedroom.” I said pointing to my bedroom door.
I started to walk away, but he pulled me towards him and I fell into his solid chest. My palm rested against his perfect, sculpted abs. He bent down to kiss me and dashed away from me, not caring in the least he was completely nude.
There wasn’t anything I could to do to stop myself from admiring his body right up until the point he closed the bathroom door. I dragged my tired legs through my bedroom and into my master bathroom. It was shocking to me just how amazing being with Rex had been. But my subconscious was scolding me for not having known him better first.
Oh God, I didn’t even know his last name. In fact, I didn’t really know anything about him. He was kind, helpful, generous, insanely hot, but I didn’t know a damn thing about him other than he was my closest neighbor. If things went bad with all this I’d lose someone I could have asked for help, a cup of sugar, or whatever. I didn’t even know my next closest neighbor. Although I moved out here without even worrying about who my neighbors would be much less how close they were. Until I met Rex, the further I was from people, the better.
And really what did he know about me? I’m pretty sure I never told him my last name. All he knew was that I was obsessed with locks and had a rifle. How had that not been enough to scare him away?
I buried my hands into my face as I used the toilet. It wasn’t that I was sad, although I was embarrassed… I was trying to make sense of it all. When I got up I grabbed my robe unable to even look at myself in the mirror. I had practically just had a one-day-stand with my nearest neighbor. I almost didn’t even want to open the door and face what was out there waiting for me. What would I even say to him?
No matter how much I wanted to I couldn’t stay in my bathroom all night hiding from him. I took a deep breath and walked out holding my robe tight against my body.
“Hey,” he said smiling his sexy smile from the doorway of my bedroom. I jumped back and put my hand over my heart. He had surprised me. I hadn’t been expecting him to have just been standing there waiting for me. At some point Rex had put his boxers back on, but he hadn’t bothered with his shirt. “Can I come in?” he asked, while I was distracted by his abs.
“Oh! Of course,” I said gesturing weirdly. I’d just had sex with him on my kitchen table, pretty sure he was allowed access to my bedroom.
“Are you a neat freak?” he asked walking in and looking around.
“Maybe a little,” I smiled back. I liked a clean bedroom. It helped keep me relaxed at nighttime or at least I had convinced myself of that. “Are you?”
“Not so much,” he said looking at the bed as if he was waiting for an invitation. I nodded and he sat down, waiting a few minutes before he stretched himself out and laid back on the bed. He twisted onto his side and propped himself on his elbow, keeping his eyes on me.
OK. This was good. Now I knew one more thing about him. He didn’t care about keeping things clean. “So you are a messy bachelor?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Wait. What?” I said realizing I had only assumed he was single.
“I guess I’m a bachelor,” he laughed waving his hand at me as if he was trying to wave away the notion that he might not be. “What I meant was that I hadn’t said I was messy.” He grinned and patted the bed, but I didn’t sit down.
This was the most I think he’d spoken since I knew him. I guess to get him to open up about himself, all you had to do was have some wild sex with him first.
“What do you mean ‘you guess?’”
“I just don’t refer to myself as a bachelor. I’m not married. There is no Mrs. Rex. Nothing to worry about as far as that is concerned. I’ve never been married, no kids, it’s just me,” he said as he watched me walk over to my dresser. I was looking for something I could wear that didn’t look overly frumpy, but the only nighttime wear I really had was boring, comfy stuff because before tonight I hadn’t really thought that I would need anything sexier. I grabbed a T-shirt and a pair of yoga pants from my drawer and gently slid it closed.
I walked into the bathroom but didn’t bother to close the door behind me. He wouldn’t have been able to see me changing unless he got up off the bed to come watch. I would have heard him coming, but not that it would have mattered, he’d already seen everything in our moment of passion on my dining room table.
“What about you?”
“Hmm?”
“You’ve ev
er been married?”
“No! No…, never was in much of a rush for all that,” I called back to him wishing it hadn’t come out sounding as if I was jaded. I hung my robe back up and walked out of the bathroom combing my fingers through my hair as if that might help it somehow. He was laying back on the bed with his arms crossed behind his head.
“Shit,” he said looking at me with wide eyes.
“What?” I said running my hands over my clothing wondering what was wrong with what I selected.
“Nothing. Umm… you look hot is all,” he said. I looked down realizing that the tight white T-shirt I had chosen left little to the imagination when I wasn’t wearing a bra… which I wasn’t. Not to mention the yoga pants hugged my body in all the right places. I had thought I was going for modest comfort.
“Oh, thanks,” I said pretending I had no idea what he was talking about.
I walked over to the other side of the bed and climbed on. It was my bed but for some reason it still felt awkward getting into the bed with Rex. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was only seven-thirty. We hadn’t eaten dinner but honestly I wasn’t even hungry.
He must have been thinking the same thing, “Too bad they don’t deliver Chinese out here.”
That was one thing I’d miss about living in the boonies. No delivery food on demand. No late night Chinese. No midnight pizza.
“Yeah, that would be nice,” I said leaning back against the headrest. I should have probably offered to make him something to eat.
I felt him look over at me and it surprised me that I didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore. I didn’t know what to say or do really, but it didn’t feel weird. It felt perfect. It felt like this was something I could do every night for the rest of my life. I smiled.
“So what do you want to do now?” Rex said. I didn’t look at him, but somehow I knew he was smiling.
“Finish that movie?” I asked, my mind was ready for more Rex, but my body wasn’t.
“Sounds perfect,” he said rolling out of the bed. He walked around the bed and stretch out his hand to me. I took it with a smile and followed him out to the living room. The movement of his muscles was practically hypnotizing as I watched his body move. He glanced at me, “Sandwiches?”
“Sorry?” I said squinting up at him.
“I could make us some sandwiches,” he said stopping to wrap his arms around my waist. He crouched down and placed a single kiss on my neck.
I shook my head, “You don’t have to do that. It’s my house I can make sandwiches.”
“I insist,” he said nodding towards the sofa.
“It’s my house and you’ve practically prepared as many meals as I have in it,” I teased, even though it was almost true.
“I don’t usually get to do things like this,” he said, and I didn’t know exactly what he had meant. Who was preparing his food at his house if not him? But then I realized that maybe he hadn’t meant preparing food, perhaps he had simply meant preparing food for another person.
He walked into my kitchen and started looking around. I grabbed my book and started reading unable to stop myself from smiling. I figured if he couldn’t find something he’d ask.
I had completely gotten lost in my book and hadn’t even noticed him standing next to me holding the plate with a sandwich on it. It was ham, cheese, and lettuce, cut on the diagonal. It was perfect.
He sat down next to me and took a big bite of his sandwich. I copied him and quickly found out I was far more hungry than I thought. It was the best sandwich I had ever eaten, but I didn’t know if that was because it was delicious or if it was because it had been made by Rex.
“Ready?” I asked putting my finger on the play button.
He took a long drink from his glass of water before he answered. “Ready.”
9
After the movie ended I didn’t want to move. I was curled up in his arm where it was warm, and comfortable. The unusual sense of safeness was something I hadn’t experienced in a long time.
He leaned down and kissed the top of my head. I snuggled against him wishing the moment wouldn’t ever end. If there had been a way to save it forever I would have. I hadn’t felt this way about anyone in a long time. That is if I ever had felt it towards anyone at all. The last time I had felt safe was before my parents had died. But ever since that day, well, I didn’t think I could ever feel this way again.
I forced myself to think about something else, knowing that road all too well. Once I started thinking about my parents the next thing I knew I’d be crying. And now was not the right time to tell Rex about everything that had happened.
“Tired?” Rex asked resting his head on top of mine.
I was and I wasn’t. Hell, I didn’t even know how to respond. Once we went into that bedroom and fell asleep the night would be over and he’d be heading back to his place in the morning. He wouldn’t be staying here forever, he was only staying the night. And I wasn’t sure I was ready for it to come to an end just yet.
“I’m fine,” I said carefully. “Are you?”
He chuckled, “I’m fine too.” I stayed snuggled against willing time to standstill or at least slow down. “It’s weird.”
“What is?”
“I don’t know. All of this.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant. I reluctantly raised myself out of my comfortable spot so I could see his eyes.
“What do you mean?” I asked keeping my voice calm and level.
“It’s just you. Being here. All of this… it feels so… I don’t know. This is all new to me,” he said looking down at his hand on his lap.
“I get it. I feel it too,” I said and he used his fingers to tilt my head towards him so he had access to my lips. He kissed me softly, letting his lips linger on mine. But then as he held them there something happened. My engine started revving for him and I think he might have felt it too. I don’t know how or when it happened but this man had so much power over me I couldn’t explain it. He hadn’t really needed to do much of anything and suddenly I was his.
Before I knew what was happening our slow kiss had quickly turned into a passionate one. Our tongues danced together in perfect, blissful harmony. My body was magically restored and I was ready for more.
“Bedroom?” I squeaked out before we were back up on my dining room table again. Not that there was anything at all wrong with what happened on the table. That had been very, very right.
He stood quickly and grabbed my hand, pulling me behind him. I giggled at his enthusiasm.
Once inside he practically threw me on the bed and caught his own weight before he nearly bounced down right on top of me. His lips were on my neck while his hands cupped my breast. I arched my back and pressed my body into him when he thumbed my nipple through the thin fabric of my T-shirt.
He placed his mouth on top of my shirt covered breast and pulled my nipple into his mouth. I moaned at the sensations as I pressed my head back against the mattress. I gripped the bedspread so hard I almost pulled it off of the bed and on top of myself. I wanted him so bad that I could actually feel myself getting wetter for him.
Rex did the same thing to my other nipple before he slid his hand up my shirt. My head started to spin as he glided over my puckered flesh. He pinched and pulled while I moaned and rolled my hips uncontrollably.
“Fuck, you are so unbelievably sexy, beautiful… I can barely stand it,” he said pressing his hardness into my thigh.
“Ooooh,” I moaned at the feel of him against my leg. He was so ready. It was all so intoxicating. It was almost as if I had no idea where I even was. All I knew was I was with Rex and there wasn’t a single place on earth I’d rather be.
He pushed my shirt up over my breasts and the cool room air washed over my bare skin. My body trembled as Rex thumbed one nipple and sucked the other into his warm, wet mouth.
I slid my hand over his abs and kept moving until I found his thickness. I gripped him and moaned. My hips moved in rhythm to my hand strok
ing his length.
Rex’s lips grazed my neck down to my collarbone while his hand glided down my stomach and inside my yoga pants. He dipped his fingers inside my wetness and lazily circled my clit.
“Oh God,” I cried out and held onto his length even harder. I could barely concentrate on him. It made me feel selfish, but it was almost as if he wanted it that way.
He dipped his finger inside me and I squirmed. His touches were amazingly torturous. I felt my legs open wider for him and they tensed as if they had a mind of their own. If I let it go on any longer I wouldn’t be able to stop myself. Right as I inched towards the point of no return he removed his hand and started to pull my pants down.
I reached down help and he flipped onto his back rolling me on top of him. He hadn’t even bothered to take off his boxers, but it didn’t matter I just reached down and pulled his hardness out. Then I looked down watching as I slowly lowered myself onto him.
“Oh my God. This feels so good,” I said once he was completely inside me. I didn’t know how I was going to power myself to move.
“You feel amazing,” he said grabbing my ass and helping me move slowly, sensually up and down his length. He squeezed and pulled and grinded himself into me.
He watched me, barely blinking, as my body rhythmically moved on top of him. When he wasn’t squeezing my behind he was reaching up to tease my nipples. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced. I didn’t even care that the lights were on, we were just entranced as we watched one another experiencing absolute pleasure.
My orgasm was just hanging on the edge of the cliff ready to fly off the minute I gave in to it. I didn’t know what it was about him exactly but he could make me come so easily. I almost felt embarrassed by how quickly. Had he noticed? Did he care? Did I care? As I pressed myself down on him I knew I didn’t care. As things swirled inside me waiting to explode I move faster and faster… the world blurring around me. I moved away as if it was all too much but he pulled me back down, moving me faster and harder.
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