by Terra Kelly
He settled his body between her legs and captured the spoon in between his lips. They were looking at each other, letting this sweet treat create the first intense moment between them. He leaned back. “What do you want tonight, Preslie? I don’t want to make the wrong move. You have been through too much already.”
She captured his face in between her hands. “I want to be with you. It's that simple. Nothing more, nothing less.”
He was struggling to keep it together. “Are you sure?” He reached up and tangled his hands in her hair. He moved closer ready to kiss her, then moved back just an inch from her lips. “One more time, are you sure, Preslie? There’s no going back once my lips touch yours.”
She nodded and he moved his lips over hers. They fit so perfectly together. The moment she opened her mouth, he took the invitation. She tasted of bananas and chocolate. He wanted to taste her, every inch of her sweet body. They twisted and turned their tongues, exploring every part of their mouths. He could kiss her like this every day, all day. Pulling back just slightly, he moved his hand up and tucked a few loose strands of hair behind her ear. Then brushing his thumb down the side of her face, he could feel her shiver from the touch. Taking his thumb, he traced her lips. She lunged forward and captured his thumb in her mouth and bit down.
He could feel her tongue moving around and realized his jeans needed to go. “Wrap your legs around me,” he said and placed his hands under her behind.
She did as she was told and held him so tight. Once she was secure in his arms, he walked toward his bedroom. His room was at the end of the hall, it was huge with a master bath attached to the room. First, he looked at the bed, then he eyed the chair on the other side of the room. As he sat down on the chair, her legs were on either side of him and she pressed her body hard against his ever-growing erection. She leaned back and undulated her hips. They had their clothes on, but she was ready to come at any moment.
She stopped and had a pout on her sweet lips. “I don’t move as well in jeans.”
“You know, I have that same problem.” Then he startled her by standing and right when she almost fell to the floor he caught her in time. “I hate to bring this up. Do you have condoms?”
“Don’t play games with me?” she said and scowled.
“That was too easy," he chuckled. "Of course I do. I grabbed some at the store tonight. That’s why I was late.” He laughed. “I don’t remember there being that many choices ten years ago.”
She smacked his chest. “Not funny. So, with all the choices, what did you decide on?” She moved her hand up his chest.
He pulled her hips in closer to his body. “Extra-large and ribbed.”
She let out a little whimper. “Perfect.” She needed more of him. Looking up, she bit her bottom lip and gave him the perfect impression of puppy dog eyes.
“Preslie.” Miles hissed and moved his hands to the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head. He threw the shirt to the side and looked down at her lacy ocean blue bra that showed off her perfectly round nipples. He sucked in a breath. “I have been wanting to touch you, every inch of you for days.” He moved the pad of his thumb over one nipple and then moved to the second one. The feeling sent shock waves up his spine.
Preslie wanted his shirt off...and now. Actually, she wanted the man naked. She dropped his shirt and traced her finger over his chest and abdomen. “Jeans, they suck.”
“Yeah, they need to go.”
“Come here, handsome,” she curled a finger around a belt loop and pulled him closer. Then she unbuckled and unbuttoned his jeans. When she moved the zipper down, she let her hand move behind the zipper. He inhaled. “Boxer guy, eh?” Moving her hand back, she slide his jeans over his gorgeous ass. Leaning back up, she curled her thumbs around the waist band of his boxers.
As she slid his boxers off, he caught her hands. Then he reached forward to unbutton her jeans and slide them over her gorgeous curves. She helped him by lifting each foot and sliding her jeans off each leg. He stood back up and smiled. “Matching panties? Very nice.”
“You’re a fancy underwear guy, huh? I’ll remember that.” Preslie teased and placed her fingers on the waist band of his boxers. “Now, where was I?” She slid them down and sucked in a breath. As the fabric moved over his gorgeous erection, it sprang free from the confines. She licked her lips and knelt to touch her lips to him. He was already showing signs of arousal. She surprised him by leaning forward and licking the tip of his erection. When she took him in her mouth, he let out a growl. Every movement with her mouth sent little shock waves throughout his body.
When he realized he couldn’t hold on much longer, he pulled her up. “I don’t want to stop you but...” then he leaned in and touched her lips delicately, then the kiss became heated. He could get used to kissing her every single day. Her lips where soft and delicious. He pulled back. “Your turn.” He pointed to her bra and panties. “These need to go and now.” Then he unhooked her bra in record time and threw it behind him. He reached forward and took both nipples between his fingers and moved his fingertips over each erect peak loving the feeling. Then he slid his hands down to her waist and grabbed hold of her panties. He was tempted to just tear them off, but they were too pretty. Finally, she was standing before him naked. “God Preslie, you’re amazing.” He moved forward and kissed her lips, lingering there for a moment longer. Then he reached under her arms and picked her up. He carried her over to the bed as she continued to pepper him with kisses.
“I may get used to this.” She leaned up and sucked on his earlobe, then kissed his sweet spot behind his ear.
“I hope you do because I don't plan on letting you out of my sight.” Then he threw her on the bed and climbed up her body. “I want you, Preslie.”
She put her hands on his chest. “You have me.”
He leaned in to kiss her and reached over the side of the bed to grab a condom from his pants pocket. Leaning back up, he loved how she looked lying beneath him. He pulled her closer and touched his erection to her heated flesh. The moment they made contact she cried out from the sheer pleasure. Then he entered her inch by inch.
She thought she would be driven mad from the intense feelings coursing through her body. She moved her body back and forth, excited for the contact. It had not been a long time since Preslie had been with a man, but she couldn’t remember being with anyone this perfect. He felt amazing inside her body. She was getting lost in the sensation when she closed her eyes and saw little black spots everywhere. Her orgasm had surprised her and happened sooner than she hoped. “I may need to enjoy you again,” she said breathing heavily.
That was the best orgasm of his life, which seemed impossible. Now she was telling him they would have sex again soon. “I believe that can be arranged." He teased and pulled her closer. He was still deep inside and pulsated around her core. She cried out from the pleasure. He leaned in to kiss the excitement off her lips. He planned to enjoy this woman for a while. Well, for as long as she would have him.
After the second amazing orgasm of the night, they were both snuggled close to each other under the covers. Miles had his back resting against the head board and was twirling a lock of Preslie’s hair in between his fingers. Preslie was laying in between his legs with her head resting on his chest. She was moving her fingers back and forth over his soft skin. She lifted her head. “Guess this changes everything?”
“I think everything changed the first night I stayed at Vikki’s house." Miles said and tugged on the lock of her hair.
She sat up to straddle him. “So, everything changed that first night, huh?” She looked up into his bright blue eyes. “Yeah, same for me.” She then leaned in and kissed him delicately, “It’s hard to resist the “Miles” charm.”
“The “Miles” charm? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He tried to look all innocent, but he was failing miserably.
She was loving the contact between them and could feel him growing harder. Being naked in
front of him felt amazing. Normally she would feel shy but today something was different. She took both hands and smoothed them over his bald head. “How long have you shaved your head?”
He closed his eyes, trying to stay focused. With her straddled over him and now touching him in such a delicate way. He needed to think about…what? He opened his eyes. “For fifteen years.” Fuck, his body was reacting to every movement, touch, and sound she made. Sucking in a breath. “You’re making it more difficult for me to think.” Clearing his throat. “I went gray.” He put his hands on her hips and moved her ever so slightly back and forth. The movement would not only help him, but give her the pleasure she needed. “I think this is better.”
She closed her eyes, taking in every feeling, every movement. “Gray? What’s wrong with gray? I bet you would look sexy as hell with gray hair.” She had her hands on either side of his face brushing her thumbs over his cheeks. She loved touching him. “But then again, I color my hair.” She winked.
He combed his hand into her long tresses. “You have gray? No!”
She nodded. “Yup, for the last few years. When I turn forty, I plan to let the gray just happen.” She ever so slightly increased the movements. She could feel her body reacting to the contact.
He laughed. “How many more years will you be coloring your hair?” He was getting harder. Their movements were creating extreme sensations up and down his body.
They both never took their eyes off one another, enjoying every moment.
“Five more years,” she said struggling to think or speak. She whispered. "Miles." Never taking her eyes off him.
Miles sucked in a breath the moment she moaned. It felt amazing to enjoy every sensation and emotion with no barriers between them. Complete raw emotions laid out before them. He cleared his throat and found it difficult to speak. With a shaky breath. “We will get to celebrate milestones together. I’ll be fifty in five years.”
“Miles, I can’t hold on much longer?” She made sure to not break eye contact. She was panting, “And I can’t wait to celebrate our birthday’s together but I need you now.”
He leaned up. “I’m here.” He kept the movements happening until her whole body jerked forward. She cried out his name and fell forward into his arms. He kept her moving back and forth in need of the contact. Then he tipped his head back and yelled out her name.
Preslie reached her hands forward and brought his head close to hers. She kissed his nose, each eye, and sweet lips. “I don’t think I have ever experienced something so beautiful. You make me feel things I have never felt before.”
Miles was still panting. “Good.” Then he rested his hands on her waist, “I love how your body feels next to mine.” He smiled. “So, when is your birthday?”
She laughed like a full belly laugh. “October 17th. You?” She moved her hips, wanting to recreate that feeling again. With a surprised look on his face. “You’re insatiable and may freak out?”
She cocked her head to the side. “Freak out? Wait, when is your birthday?”
She winked and reached her hand behind and cupped his balls. She squeezed and moved them in her hand. Miles shook his head. “Oh my God Preslie, what are you doing?” He pulled her forward and kissed her sweet lips. “My birthday is October 20th.”
She stopped moving. “Shut up. That’s crazy!”
“Let’s discuss our birthday's later.” Then he lifted her off his body and pushed her back on the bed. She let out a strangled laugh. He kissed her lips and then left a trail of hot kisses down her body. When he reached the little patch of hair separating him from what he wanted, he let out a low growl. He moved her legs apart and made his descent. Each kiss he left on the inside of her legs, her body would shudder below him. Finally, he got what he wanted and brushed his tongue up her heated flesh. She cried out his name.
“Do you want more, Preslie?” She moaned. He took that as a yes and devoured her. He loved how she tasted and her scent of arousal about sent him over the edge again. When he nipped and sucked on her most sensitive area, she screamed her release. He made a few more strokes with his tongue before moving back up her body. He leaned to the side and propped his elbow up, resting his head on his hand. He moved his fingertips delicately down her body.
She squealed. “Sweet Jesus, what you do to me." She turned her head to face him. “I have never felt anything that amazing before.” She reached up and touched the side of his face. “This, right here, is pretty fucking amazing.”
He grabbed a hold of her body and she wrapped her legs around his waist. “We should celebrate our next birthday in bed together. How does that sound?” He kissed her temple and brushed his finger over her scar.
“I think we should celebrate together.” She wasn’t for sure what to think or feel. Was he the one? Could she trust him? She ignored her mind trying to play tricks on her and enjoyed the here and now.
Ten
The next morning Preslie woke with her body entangled around the most delicious cop. She was never one to share her bed or enjoy sleeping close to someone. Growing up she had a queen size bed, and it was all hers. Now here she was snuggled next to this gorgeous man and wishing she could be closer to him.
Miles had his eyes closed but could feel her stirring. “Do we have to get up?” He moaned and opened his eyes to look over at Preslie. God, he was a lucky man.
She inched up, so she was eye to eye with him. “We could just pretend we didn’t hear our phones?” Placing her hand on his chest. “Then stay right here all day.”
“Hmmmm…as tempting as that is, we have to answer our phones. What if we hear something about your lovely ex?” He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead.
She whimpered. “Fine.” Then she leaned back. “Do you think we will have more answers today and maybe understand all this shit?”
“I think we’re close to busting this case wide open," he said and moved out of her embrace. “I need to call and tell Angie why I can’t take the kids today.”
He stood and went to grab a pair of pj pants but Preslie reached over and grabbed them. So, instead he grabbed the t-shirt on the floor by the bed. He laughed and walked out of the room holding the shirt.
Preslie sat back on the bed just enjoying the show. The man had a fine ass. She shook her head and grabbed her phone. She needed to call Vikki and fill her in on all that had happened. The moment Vikki answered, Preslie said, “Fine you win.”
“I did, did I?” Vikki laughed. “So, things are good between you two?”
Preslie sighed and then filled her in on what happened yesterday. “I’m okay, just ready for it all this to be over. Miles has a security system and will work from home all week. We’re hoping it will not take all week to grab the son of a bitch who is fucking with me.”
Vikki made a frustrated sound. “God, I hate that asshole. I’m just glad you’re okay. Listen to what they tell you and don’t be the hero. I want my friend safe, please.” They continued talking for a few more minutes and agreed to connect maybe Monday afternoon. “Now go ravage your man.”
“I won’t argue with you. I kind of need him.”
Vikki made a gaging sound. “Ummmm, TMI sweetie.” Then she made a kiss sound and hung up the phone.
Preslie stood up and headed to the kitchen to find Miles. Since he had the t-shirt, all she had was his pj pants. She threw them on and left her top bare. Shaking her head as she walked to the kitchen. This was so not like her, yet here she was walking half naked through the house. When she rounded the corner, she about tripped over her own feet. Miles was sitting on a bar stool at the kitchen island in just his t-shirt. Nothing else. He had his leg propped up on the bar stool next to him and was enjoying some cold cereal. She stopped in the doorway just enjoying the sight. He looked up at the same moment she was licking her lips. “Missing something?” she asked fanning herself.
He looked down then back at her. “Someone took my pants.” He took another bite of his cereal trying to hide the smile that was
emerging. “Hungry?”
“Yes, but not for food.” She walked over and stood in front of him. “Someone took my shirt.”
“They did, huh?” Miles laughed and sat his bowl of cereal on the counter. “What should we do about this predicament?”
Preslie moved into his embrace. “Hmmm, I’m not sure.” She brushed her hands over his head and to the back of his neck to lace them together. “Was Angie okay with keeping the kids today?”
“She gave me some grief but in the end, she had no choice.” Rubbing his hands up and down her back. “Want to go to the studio tonight? I need to talk to them and we haven’t practiced in a few days.”
“Sure, that sounds fun. You need to talk to them. You sure you want me there?”
He leaned in and kissed her gorgeous lips. “Absolutely. I’m not looking forward to talking to the guys.”
She had a questioned look on her face. “Why?”
“Well, I haven’t shared with you, but I found Angie with another man. On Friday I swung by the house to grab a box of my stuff in the closet. I found her and my bass player, Julian going at it in our bedroom.”
She gasped. “Holy shit. How long have you know Julian? Did you know they liked each other?”
He shook his head. “Fuck no, had no clue about jack shit. I fired him and threatened Angie. Now we need a new bass player and I need to discuss things with my lawyer.”
She pulled him in closer for a hug, he went willingly. He sighed. “How do you do it?” He pulled her onto his lap. “Make me feel better? I usually have a hot head for hours. With you, I feel a sense of calm.”
She leaned in and kissed the side of his neck. “I don’t know.” She smiled and continued to pepper light kisses all over his face.
In just a matter of hours, they both were feeling the effects of love. Preslie knew she was not ready for love but she was ready to settle down with someone. A few years back she had hoped to be married with two kids and furry babies in tow. Now, at thirty-five she questioned the kid part. The problem was, she wasn’t sure if she could just settle and not have kids. There was an internal clock ticking like mad inside of her.