Soul Mates

by Marilyn Lee

  “There, baby, it’s all in,” he whispered. “Now you’re all mine.”

  “Oh,” she moaned. “It’s too big and thick. I don’t think I can keep it all in me.”

  “Of course you can.” He peppered her lips with kisses, holding himself still. “You just need a few moments to get used to having a cock inside you.” He lifted his lips from her mouth and flicked his tongue against her breasts. “In a few minutes, it will start to feel good and you’ll develop an insatiable lust for my cock.”

  Her pussy felt stretched and uncomfortably full, but the pain had been momentary. She was ready to feel him moving inside her. “Make love to me,” she whispered.

  Settling most of his weight on his upper arms, he made love to her. Although she could feel the tension in his body, he kept his movements slow and controlled. Still, with motion, the pain returned. Determined not to show it, she wrapped her arms around him and lifted her chin. When he claimed her mouth and tongue, she moaned against his lips, dreading the pain, but loving the fact that every inch of his hot, thick length was sliding slowly and deliciously in and out of her.

  “Hmm,” he groaned and thrust his cock back into her pussy until she felt his pubic hair against hers again. “Oh, damn, honey, you’re so tight and hot. Oh, God, you feel so good. So good, baby. I’m about to come. Get ready. I’m going to come in you.”

  She felt the difference in his body as he began to thrust into her with a heated passion that sent a chill of desire through her. Under the pain, she experienced jolts of bliss as he reached between their bodies and rubbed her clit. His movements became hard and fast until he pounded into her. A wave of pleasure crashed over her and carried her away on a tide of unexpected delight. Drowning in a combination of pain and joy, she was nevertheless acutely aware of him losing control. She wrapped her legs around him and held him tight as he shot his seed deep into her body.

  “Oh, yeah! Good!”

  “So good,” he echoed.

  * * * * *

  Carlee woke on her side. Trey lay behind her, an arm thrown across her waist. She listened to his deep, even breathing. He must be asleep. She lay still, her eyes closed, savoring the memory of surrendering her virginity to him. Recalling the length and thickness of his cock, she shivered. His cock had brought pleasure and pain.

  But she had been foolish to allow him to come inside her. Having his children had always been in her game plan. Of course that had been when she had expected him to remember her. He didn’t. Yet she’d allowed him to take her virginity and come in her—without any commitment on his part. All he’d had to do was kiss her and tell her she was his to get her to sleep with him.

  She opened her eyes and looked at the bedside clock. Nine-fifteen! She eased from under his arm and slipped out of bed. He had made love to her three times before she’d whispered that she was sore. By that time it was after five a.m. and her pussy felt raw.

  In the bathroom, she stood in the shower with cool water pouring over her body. A measure of sanity returned. Closing her eyes, she leaned her forehead against the tiles. She didn’t regret sleeping with him. Which was just as well since she knew she wasn’t going to be able to stay away from him while they remained at the lodge.

  That might not be such a bad thing, as long as she protected herself against an unwanted pregnancy or possible STD’s. She would spend every waking moment in his arms until she left. Then she would forget him and move on with her life. As wickedly delicious as it was, no more naked cock, she decided. He wore protection or else.

  * * * * *

  When Trey woke, the sun shone into the room. Alone in the bed, he lay back against the pillow, marveling at how many times he’d made love the night before. Prior to the previous night, he had come to terms with the painful realization that he had an extremely low sex drive and wasn’t likely to be able to maintain a satisfying sexual relationship. He’d been perfectly satisfied to make love once or twice a month. His low sex drive hadn’t pleased Paulette at all. She’d suggested he see a doctor more than once.

  Relief washed over him. There was nothing wrong with him. He’d just been waiting to meet Carlee Vanleer. His woman. He smiled. His woman. He liked the feel of the words.

  Becoming aware of sound from the bathroom, he rose. Time to go say good morning to his woman.

  * * * * *

  Still in the shower, Carlee felt a draft on her back. She looked over her shoulder. Trey stood in the open shower door—naked and aroused. Thoughts of soreness and being sensible vanished. “Trey. I was just thinking about you.” She smiled and opened her arms.

  He joined her in the shower, sliding the door shut. He slipped his arms around her and held her close. “Good thoughts?”

  She nodded. “Yes.”

  He nibbled at her neck. A shiver danced along her spine.

  “How do you feel?”

  “Sore.”

  He stiffened against her. “I’m sorry, sweet. I didn’t mean to rut in you like that, but—”

  She spread her hands against his chest. “I’m sore but still hungry, Trey.”

  “Hungry enough to enjoy some early morning lovin’?”

  “Here?”

  “Yes—with the water cascading over our thrusting, locked bodies.” He lifted her left hand from his chest and sucked her fingertips. “Carlee, you have no idea how special last night with you was.”

  The tender passion she saw in his eyes took her breath away. “Oh, Trey! It was special for me as well. I’ve waited several lifetimes for last night and you didn’t disappoint.”

  “I won’t now either,” he whispered, moving against her.

  She spread her legs and leaned against the tile at her back. He pressed forward.

  “Oooh!” She closed her eyes and grabbed his hips as his cock slowly penetrated her already moist pussy. “Oooh. Yes!” She thrust her hips forward.

  He matched her movement and he was fully seated in her within moments.

  As it had earlier, his possession left her uncomfortably full. Also as before, she loved the feeling. She wrapped her arms around his waist and fucked herself along the length of his thick, hard shaft. Sweet, exquisite pain enveloped her. “Oooh, Trey! It hurts. Oh, I love how it hurts!”

  He clutched her behind in his hands and took her hard and fast, quickly pushing her toward an orgasm. “Trey! Don’t stop. That’s it. That’s it…oooh!” She shuddered and exploded.

  He groaned, pulled her closer, and fucked her harder. And then harder still until she moaned and came again. Only then did he slam his cock deep up in her and fill her with his seed.

  Holding her close to him, he devoured her lips while he pumped the last drops of his seed in her. “Oh, Carlee, honey! Your pussy feels so good full of my seed.”

  Happy and content, she smiled, stroking her fingers through his hair. “Oh, Trey! We have to stop doing this without protection.”

  He bit lightly into her right breast. “You think I’m giving up fucking your bare, unprotected pussy now that I’ve tasted paradise with you? Dream on, Carlee.”

  Sighing with pleasure, she drew away. She bit her lip to smother a sob when his cock slipped from her body. “We’re not going to see each other again.”

  He stared down at her. “Who says?”

  “I do. I’m not getting involved with you again.”

  He lips tightened and he reached out and pulled her back against him. “You’re already involved with me and you’re going to stay involved with me.”

  She drew out of his arms and quickly washed her genital area. She watched him clean his cock and balls before she opened the shower door. “Not after we leave here. I’m not going to allow you to hurt me again.”

  He followed her out of the shower. They stared coolly at each other as they dried off. She longed to surrender to him fully, but she knew if she were to keep her heart intact, she had to attempt to maintain some emotional distance between them.

  “I’ll stay for the full ten days, but—”

>   “Yes. You will.”

  She ignored his interruption. “And I’ll sleep with you as many times as you want while I’m here. But when we leave here, I’m leaving with my heart intact. Once I leave, I’m going to move on with my life.”

  He tossed his towel aside. “So what? I’m just a hard cock available to scratch your damn itch?”

  She wrapped her towel around her body. “Please don’t make this difficult. The sex with you is more wonderful than I could have imagined, but I’m not getting hurt again.”

  “Damn it Carlee! I don’t plan to hurt you and let’s get one thing straight, I didn’t hurt you in the past.”

  Sudden tears filled her eyes. “Oh, Trey! How can you still not remember? We meant so much to each other. How can you have just forgotten me like I wasn’t important to you?”

  He closed his eyes briefly, shaking his head. “Please, Carlee. Don’t do this. What we just shared was special. Don’t penalize me for a past I don’t remember.” He cupped a palm over her cheek. “Don’t you think I’d remember if I could?”

  She balled a hand into a fist and hit it against her thigh. “I don’t want to talk about the past or the future because we have none together. If you want me to stay, you have to accept my terms, Trey. We can be as uninhibited as we like while we’re here. When we leave, we’ll leave separately and both consider this chapter in our lives closed—permanently. Can you do that?”

  Tiny flames burned in the depths of his blue gaze. His lips tightened. He inclined his head slightly. “It seems I have no choice.”

  “Not if you want me to stay.”

  His drew her into his arms. She went willingly, pressing her cheek against his damp shoulder. Giving him up at the end of their vacation wouldn’t be easy, but she would do what she needed to do to avoid being hurt again.

  He picked her up and carried her back to bed. Lying on her back with her legs parted, she welcomed him into her arms, gasping softly as he kissed her and propelled his thick length deep into her pussy.

  “You’re mine,” he grunted, thrusting into her. “This pussy is mine!”

  She moaned.

  He raked his teeth against her ear. “Say it. Tell me what I want to hear.”

  She closed her eyes, clutched his ass, and whispered in a low, shameless voice. “My pussy is yours, Trey.”

  “Just your pussy?”

  “All of me.”

  “Damn straight, sweet!”

  He thrust hard against her, driving his cock deep into her quivering depths. She ground her hips against his and mindlessly surrendered to him.

  Chapter Five

  After dressing, Carlee and Trey went to brunch. She watched in amusement, sipping coffee, as Trey ate two helpings of eggs, bacon, and home fries.

  He arched a brow as he finished his third cup of coffee. “What? Making love all night makes me hungry.”

  Heat shot into her cheeks, but she smiled. “You must spend a fortune on food.”

  He put down his coffee cup and reached across the table to clasp both her hands in his. “Why don’t you move in with me and find out for yourself?”

  She moistened her lips. “Move in with you?”

  “Yes. Why not? I have a huge three-bedroom condo in the city with every conceivable amenity, including a custom-build Jacuzzi you’ll love, a fireplace, gourmet kitchen, and a balcony with a breathtaking view of the city. In the morning we can sit in the master bedroom and watch the sunrise. At night, depending on the season, we could either make love in front of a roaring fire or dance the night away under the stars on the balcony.”

  He lifted her hands to his lips and kissed them. “Come live with me, Carlee. I promise I’ll protect and cherish you always.”

  He called asking her to move in with him cherishing her? After several lifetimes waiting for him he expected her to shack up with him? They clearly had very different ideas on what constituted a commitment.

  Forcing a smile, she gently disengaged her hands. “I have an apartment and a life of my own to live, Trey.”

  He recaptured her hands. “What kind of life would it be without me?”

  Excellent question. “I’ve lived through that once. I can do it again.”

  “I’m not giving you up. You might as well know that now.”

  “Even if I were interested in pursuing a relationship with you, we live a good two hours apart.”

  He shook his head, looking exasperated. “Would that be an issue if I remembered or pretended to remember a life I never lived?”

  “But you don’t remember, Trey and that makes all the difference.” She softened her tone and offered a tentative smile. “Please, Trey, let’s just enjoy this brief glimpse of paradise, and let the future take care of itself.”

  He smiled suddenly. “All right, love. If you want sex with no commitment, I can do that.”

  I’ll just bet you can, she thought sadly. Sex without love was easy when there were no real feelings involved. She tugged at her hands. After a moment of resistance, he released them. “So tell me about her.”

  “Who?”

  “The woman in your life. And before you say again there is none, I’ll tell you I know there is.”

  “Carlee, let’s get this clear. There is no special woman in my life. If there were, I damn sure wouldn’t be here alone. She’d be with me. And even if there had been someone I was particularly interested in, it would have been over the moment I saw you. I don’t believe in reincarnation, but I know you’re the woman I’ve spent my whole life waiting to meet.”

  Then why did he ask her to live with him instead of marry him? She gave herself a mental shake. They had already agreed to go their separate ways after their vacation. There was no point in wasting time longing for the impossible.

  “Tell me about yourself, Trey. What do you do for a living?”

  “I’m a financial analyst.”

  “Successful?”

  He nodded. “Very. What about you, Carlee?”

  “Erinae and I started an interior design firm three years ago.”

  “How are you doing?”

  “Not as well as we’d like. We both have to do other jobs on the side to make ends meet right now.”

  “Are you any good?”

  She nodded firmly. “We’re much better than good. We just need one really big account or a few medium sized ones to put us on the map. We work long hours and this vacation is really cutting into time we should be spending wooing new clients.”

  “Are you sorry you came?”

  She answered with her heart. “I wouldn’t trade this time with you for a million dollar account.”

  His slow, warm smile was ample reward for her honesty.

  “Now, tell me about this woman.”

  He sighed. “You don’t give up, do you?”

  “No.”

  “Why do you want to know if you’re not interested in pursuing our relationship once we leave? I’m not married, nor am I engaged or in love. What more do you need to know for a holiday romance?”

  After her insistence that she didn’t want anything more, there was not much she could say to counter that. “Okay. Fine.”

  “Not angry with me?”

  “No, Trey, I’m not angry.”

  He smiled and she smiled back.

  She wasn’t angry, but she was hurt at how easily he could keep secrets from her.

  That night after a walk in the moonlight, they returned to her room where she did a slow striptease for him. Then, feeling reckless, she made no protest when he joined her on the bed with a hard, bare cock.

  “I’m going to love you all night until you’re full of my seed. Then I’m going to fuck your tight, sweet pussy some more,” he told her.

  She parted her legs, exposing herself. “Are you going to talk about it or are you going to do it?”

  He rubbed her pussy. “Oooh. You’re nice and wet.”

  “And ready for you. Spear me, Trey.”

  “I’m definitely going to spear
you, baby.” He slid his big body on top of hers. Sighing with anticipation, she wrapped her arms around him. He pressed his lips over hers, while his hard, thick cock invaded the depths of her pussy. He felt so good sliding into her. She closed her eyes and gripped his hips, loving his slow invasion of her body.

  He loved her slowly. With his hands cupping her behind in his palms, he seemed to savor each languid thrust into her, rotating his hips to ensure she felt every inch of his thick length. He would pull out and then push gently, but firmly, back inside her. Balls deep. Oh, lord. Again and again. Icy heat sent chills and bliss all through her. Her body cried out with joy; her heart ached with love.

  Moaning against his lips, her hips jerked off the bed to meet his downward lunges. Each time he pressed forward, penetrating deep, her stomach muscles clenched. She shuddered under him, passion and desire building inside her until it peaked. She exploded, coming on his cock. Nearly insensate with joy, she clung to him.

  Clutching his hands on her butt, he shortened his strokes and thrust hard and fast into her. His powerful lunges became uncomfortable, but she continued to hold him, savoring the sweet, savage pain. Groaning, he stabbed his hot cock deep into her heated pussy, fucking her with a delicious fury that sent her rushing towards another fiery explosion. Burying his face against her neck, he called out her name and shot jet after jet of seed in her.

  He collapsed on top of her. She clutched his clenching buns, delighting in being crushed under his big, sweaty body.

  Finally, he eased out of her and rolled off her. Without his body covering hers, she felt cool and deserted. Almost as if he knew how she felt, he drew her into his arms.

  She pressed her face against his shoulder.

  He kissed the top of her head, stroking a hand down her trembling body. “Are you all right? Did I hurt you?”

  She smiled, feeling like a well-fed kitty cat. “A little.”

  “Did you enjoy it?”

  “Lord, yes.”

  “You like pain?”

  She licked at his damp skin. “Depends on who’s inflicting it, doesn’t it?”