by A. L Long
Holding on to my shoulders for leverage, Brie began moving up and down my hard shaft taking even more of me. God, the pleasure I was experiencing was beyond anything I had ever experienced with any woman. The more I pushed inside her, the more I could feel her walls tighten around me. I knew she had to be in pain the way I was pressing her against the wall. Pulling her off of me, I set her down only to turn her body quickly so that I could resume my attentions from behind. With her legs slightly spread, I easily slipped my cock between her slick folds and began pumping in and out of her. With one hand on her hips, I moved the other around her until it found its way to the center of her core. Palming her mound, I gently circled her swollen nub with my middle finger, adding to pleasure she justly deserved. Her body began pushing against mine, prompting me to go even deeper.
“Brie, you feel so fucking good, I could come right now,” I moaned.
“I don’t know how much longer I can hold on, Cop,” she whimpered.
“Don’t hold back, baby, I’m right behind you,” I confessed.
As soon as her body jolted, I knew that she was met with her release. It took only a couple of more pumps and I was right there with her. I could feel my heart stop as a surge of ecstasy took over.
~****~
“Let’s get out of here,” I said as Brie finished dressing. I needed a reprieve. If we stayed here much longer, we would end up christening every room in my house.
“Okay, where?” she asked.
“I have a small boat, We could take a ride around the lake, maybe do some fishing,” I suggested.
“Fishing?” she said, crinkling her nose.
“Come on, it will be fun,” I said.
I could tell that Brie wasn’t too thrilled about going fishing. If I had to guess, she had probably never been fishing in her life, the way she looked at me.
Brie made a couple of sandwiches, while I gathered everything we would need from the garage. I didn’t have a fresh supply of night crawlers, but I knew exactly where I could get some. Grabbing a container and filling it with some moist dirt from the back yard, I head down the path towards the lake. There was one area where those little critters loved to hide. Moving the rocks near a large pine, I was able to capture about a dozen worms. There was enough to fill the container. Closing the lid, I could see that they were already making themselves at home.
Placing the needed items I grabbed from the garage inside the boat, I made sure that there were two life vests and paddles in case the motor quit on us while we were out. I hadn’t used the boat very much since my dad died and wasn’t comfortable with the engine holding out until we got back. Better to be safe than sorry. The last thing I wanted was to get in the cold water and drag us back to shore.
I could see Brie walking towards me, with a basket full of food and an extra jacket in her hand. I wasn’t sure how long we would be on the water, but knew that it could get chilly, especially if the wind happened to come up. Taking the basket from Brie, I set it inside the boat and then helped her inside. She took her place in the back of the boat while I unhooked the ropes from the dock. Climbing in, I pushed away from the dock and started the motor. It took a few tries before it finally took off.
When we got to the middle of the lake. I cut the engine. I could tell that Brie had never been on the water the way she kept looking over the side of the boat trying to guess how deep the water was. Unable to contain my laughter, I said, “The water is about fifty feet deep. The perfect spot to catch a fish.” The way she looked back at me, made me think that I should have lied and said it was only ten feet deep.
“What happens if we can’t get back?” she asked, her face turning pale.
“That’s why we have these,” I said as I held up one of the oars.
She must have felt some comfort in knowing we would be able to paddle ourselves back to shore if the motor didn’t start. “Come on, I’ll rig up a pole for you.”
“I don’t even know how to fish. How about I just watch you?” she said.
“What fun would that be? All you have to do is pull them in. I’ll do the rest,” I said, watching the expression on her face as she crinkled her nose in disgust.
Throwing out her line, I handed her the pole and showed her how to reel it in when she got a bite. I could tell she wasn’t thrilled about the idea of having to fish in the first place, but I knew once she got a bite, it would change her impression about fishing. As I got my pole ready, I glanced up every so often to see that Brie had no interest in fishing. All she was doing was looking at her nails admiring the pretty pick polish on them. It was only after I said, “Brie, you got a bite,” that she shifted her focus on her pole and began reeling it in.
“ Cop, help me, I think I have a shark on the other end,” she yelled frantically.
All I could do was chuckle at her admission. “Brie, I can guarantee you, there are no sharks in this lake. Maybe the Loch Ness Monster.” The look on her face was priceless.
“Very funny, Everyone knows the Loch Ness Monster lives in Scotland. There’s no way it would be here,” she said with a serious look.
The way she was looking, I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that the Lock Ness was only a myth. Sitting behind her, I wrapped my arms around her pole from behind, placing my hands over hers and began reeling it in. Even though it was most definitely not a shark, it was giving even me a run for the money. I knew that it was pretty big they way it kept fighting us. I no longer cared about pulling in the fish. The only thing that I could focus on was how Sabrina’s body was pushing firmly against mine. If we weren’t on the boat in the middle of the lake, I would have taken her right then and to hell with the pole. The way her ass was rubbing my groin brought my cock to life. I was becoming so hard that my pants were becoming uncomfortably tight.
When we were finally able to pull the Northern Pike in using a net I had tucked under the front seat, Brie’s eyes lit up with excitement as she held onto the net while I finished reeling it in. Even though I was kidding, I told her that she would have to clean it. No sooner I said those words, she flipped the net over the water and let the fish escape.
“I was just kidding, Brie. That was a great catch you just let go,” I said.
“You should have said something before I let it go. There is no way I’m going to touch that slimy thing.”
The sun was just about to set as we made our way back to the house. The wind had picked up a bit and the jacket didn’t do much to keep Brie warm. Placing her on my lap, I nuzzled against her to keep the cold air off of her while trying to steer. One thing I knew for certain, I was going to need some relief when we got back to the house. Her lovely ass always seemed to find just the right place to rest.
CHAPTER TEN
Sabrina
Even though I wasn’t much of a fisherman, I really did enjoy myself at the lake. It was no wonder Cop loved it so much out here. It was very serene and comforting. A person could definitely get lost in their thoughts. As we walked up to the path to the house, all I could think about was taking a long hot bath in Cop’s over-sized tub. Getting to the house, I removed my jacket and headed up the stairs to the large bath that was calling my name. Instead of following me up, Cop decided to put everything away first and clean the only fish we, or should I say he, managed to catch. After he told me that I would be responsible for cleaning my own catch, my decision to work on reeling them in was a no brainier. I was pretty sure Cop knew about my game plan, but didn’t say anything about it.
Gathering my things from the shower, I placed them on the edge of the tub while it filled with hot water. Seeing the bath crystals that were in a glass container in the corner of the tub, I opened it up and poured a generous amount under the stream. Instantly the tub began to fill with bubbles. The scent of vanilla and lavender filled the air. It was then that it occurred to me that Cop wasn’t the vanilla and lavender kind of guy. That was when my stomach began to knot, thinking that there was another woman in his life.
I trie
d not to think about it as I undressed and lowered my body inside the massive mountain of bubbles. The heat of the water on my body immediately soothed away the soreness. It was like being in heaven and paradise all at once. The only thing that could make this moment better was to have Cop join me. Just as the thoughts left my mind, the door slowly opened and Cop appeared. He must have read my thoughts, because soon his jeans came off, along with his faded Aerosmith t-shirt. When the defined muscles of his chest and abs came into view, I was glad that my private parts were covered in bubbles. My nipples felt tight and my pussy was getting wet, and not from just the water.
Cop placed his hand on my shoulder, “Move up a bit, baby, so I can move in behind you,” he said softly.
As I scooted forward, Cop slipped in behind me and pulled me back towards him once he was settled. I could feel the tingle between my legs take hold as the hardness of his cock pushed against my ass. Adjusting my hips back so that I could feel him better, a moan sounded as he wrapped his arms around me. “I could stay like this forever with you.”
Leaning my head against his broad shoulder, I said, “I would love that.”
His hands moved up my body, stopping just below my breasts, where they settled. His touch was so tender, it was beginning to drive me crazy with need. Tipping my head to his, I looked up at him with glazed eyes as the pleasure he was giving me began to take hold. Leaning my way, he placed his lips over mine and began kissing and sucking my lower lip. It took everything I had to take his slow, sensual movement rather than jump his bones like I wanted to. Breaking our kiss, Cop had my body turned and straddling his like I weighed no more than a pound of sugar. I could feel the hardness of his cock between my legs. All I wanted was for him to be deep inside me. Lifting my hips, he positioned his shaft at my entrance and slowly lowered me down. I was so wet that my opening parted and his velvety rod slid inside.
He stopped for a moment to ask, “Are you okay, baby?”
Oh yeah, I was more than okay, I thought as I said, “Yes.”
He resumed his movements, quenching my desire to feel more of him. When his movements quickened and the water began sloshing over the side, I grabbed the edge of the tub to brace myself for the imminent orgasm that was ready to explode from my body. Every pump of his cock sent my body reeling in a tail spin as I got closer and closer to my release. It was only when he shifted his position slightly causing his cock to rub forcefully against my sweet spot that I could no longer hold on. Screaming his name, the portal opened, letting my juices spill coating him like white frosting on a red velvet cake.
~****~
An hour later we were out of the tub, drying each other while making sure to touch every inch of each other’s body. I wasn’t sure what the sleeping arrangements were after our little bout in the tub, but I wasn’t going to be the one to ask. Picking up my things from the counter, I headed towards the bedroom door to retire in the guest room where I had spent the last two nights. It was only when I heard Cop’s voice that I stopped.
“Where are you going, baby? I thought that you could stay with me tonight,” he asked.
I didn’t want him to think that I had been thinking the same thing, so I simply told him, “I was going to take my things back to my room first, and grab some clean clothes.”
“Okay, hurry back. I want some more of that sweet pussy,” he demanded.
Just the thought of what he had planned, made my insides tingle, which caused my clit to throb. Opening the door, I hurried down the hall to my room to put on a pair of lacy panties and a t-shirt. They were the items of clothing that were packed for me that I could consider to be sexy enough for Cop. It really shouldn’t have mattered what I put on since it would soon be removed anyway. Spraying a hint of my perfume on my neck, I checked my appearance before I left the room. When I got back to Cop’s room, he was already settled on the bed with his cell in his hand. He looked to be very comfortable with his back against the headboard and his body on display from the waist up.
Shutting the door, I walked over to where he was and slipped in next to him. Taking his cell from his hand, I turned it off, reached over him, and set it on the night side. Just when I was about to straddle his body, he flipped me over onto my back. With his eyes fixed on mine, I could see that he was a man on a mission, the mission being me. He lowered his lips to mine as he whispered, “I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.”
My heart began to pound at his words as his hands reached beneath my shirt and lifted it up and over my head, only to rest on my wrists before Cop expertly twisted the material so that my hands were bound. Rubbing his hand across my cheek, he softly asked, “Do you trust me, Brie?”
My heart was beating even faster. I tried to focus on something else. I knew it was Cop with me, but that still didn’t tame down the tight feeling I was feeling in my heart. With his hand, he lifted my chin, until I was looking right at him. “Brie, you need to answer me. Do you trust me or do I need to stop?”
The last thing I wanted was for this to stop. I knew that if I backed down now, I would not be feeling him deep inside me. Nodding my head, I looked at him confidently and said, “Yes, I trust you.”
“I’m just going to hold your hands above your head. If it becomes too uncomfortable for you, all you have to do is say ‘red.’ Do you understand, Brie?” he questioned.
Unable to get the words out, I once again nodded by head in confirmation. Feeling my apprehension, Cop lowered his lips to mine, soothing the tension that had taken residence in my chest. His scent of musk and spice comforted me as his kiss deepened. My lips had a mind of their own as they parted to allow him entrance into my cavity. His tongue gently caressed mine as his hand began kneading my breast to the point of blissful intoxication. There was something about the way he commanded my body that made every nerve inside sizzle with an electric charge stemming from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.
As he broke our kiss and began trailing kisses down my neck along my collar bone to the small valley between my breasts, I knew soon my body would not be my own. His lips continued a downward path until they stopped at the juncture if my mound, but only to take in the scent of my womanhood. My back arched off the bed as I willed Cop to continue his ministrations on my body. Every move of his mouth had been more pleasurable yet denying me of the paradise I so wanted to be taken to. It was only after his fingers dipped inside my soaked channel that I lost all control.
Lowering his mouth between my slick folds, he began lapping up my juices like he had been without the nectar too long. The more he kissed and sucked, the more my body became sensitized to the point of letting go. His efforts halted as he repositioned his body between my legs, spreading my legs wider so that he was given ample room to plunge deep inside. Looking down on my body between my pert breasts, I could see his cock in its glorious magnificence as he carefully began working it between my folds and inside my tight channel. The feeling of fullness filled me as the pleasure I longed for filled my very being. Working against him, my hips lifted from the bed mimicking the push, pull motion as he continued to push deeper and deeper inside. When he lifted my legs over his shoulder, my body gave way as the rush of release exploded without warning, coating his cock deep inside me. His spoken word said it all, “I can’t hold on any longer, baby.” His body began to shudder as his seed began to spill inside me.
~****~
I wasn’t sure what time it was, but when I rolled over to nuzzle against Cop’s strong body, he was no longer there. Pulling the sheet from the bed, I wrapped it around my body and headed out of the room in search for him. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I could hear his voice echoing off the walls as it became louder and more aggressive. From the way he was talking, something was going on that he was not too excited about. Entering the kitchen, Cop’s body was bent over the counter with his elbows on top and his head resting between his hands. He must not have heard me enter because when I tapped his shoulder, his body tensed and his arm came fly
ing backward before he stopped the movement when he realized it was me standing behind him. “Jesus, Brie, you can’t sneak up on me like that. I could have really hurt you,” he said agitated.
“I didn’t want to disturb your call. It sounded pretty important,” I confessed.
“There’s a mission in Nicaragua that they want me to head. I leave in a couple of days,” he advised.
“Wait, you can’t leave. What about Sean? We still don’t know where he is,” I pleaded.
“There will be plenty of men from Jagged Edge Security to make sure you’re safe.”
“ I don’t want them to make sure I’m safe. I want you,” I said.
My morning just went from being the best morning ever to the shittiest. Even though he was kind enough to let Oliver stay at the cabin to keep me company, I couldn’t understand why it had to be Cop that had to leave. Surely one of the other guys could have taken his place. They were all capable of handling the so-called mission. When my argument ended up making me even more frustrated, I turned away from Cop and headed back upstairs. The only thing I could think about was being here and having one of the other guys, whom I barely knew, watch over me. Then there was another thought as a chill ran up my body. Nicaragua was not a very sound country, I knew there was turmoil among the people and the government. What if something happened to Cop while he was over there? What if something really bad happened to him?