by Kaylee, Katy
When her lips met his she could taste her own sweetness. “I want you inside of me,” she whispered.
He gently took his fingers out and sat up, pulling his shirt up and over his head. His body glistened in the moonlight as he unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them off. She could see his huge cock, hard as a rock inside his tight black boxers. She couldn’t help but reach up and run her hand over it. He slid his boxers down and grabbed her hand. “Hold onto it, tight.”
She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and squeezed, moving her wrist up and down. He groaned, leaning his head back, making her want him even more. She jacked his huge shaft for several minutes, licking her lips and thinking about a taste. Before she could, though, he slipped his boxers off the rest of the way and climbed on top of her.
Logan leaned down and kissed her gently, pulling her legs up. “Wrap them around me.”
She did, locking her feet at the ankles. He grabbed his jeans and pulled out his wallet, taking out a condom. He ripped it open and slid it over his pulsating shaft before leaning forward on his hands. She could feel the big swollen tip of his cock pushing against her and she relaxed, letting out a deep, nervous breath.
He leaned forward and kissed her again, caressing her cheek with his hand. “Relax. I’ll be gentle.”
She looked into his eyes and nodded, letting loose of the tension in her hips. Slowly, he pushed forward, going just an inch at a time. She rolled her head back, feeling the sensations flooding her, instantly wanting more and more. He was so gentle that she didn’t feel even the slightest hint of pain. Before she knew it, his body was resting against hers and he had completely filled her up.
He looked her deep in the eyes before beginning to pulse his hips, slowly pulling his cock out and then pushing back in. She moaned loudly as he met with her body, moving his hips in a rhythm like the ocean, rubbing against her hard bullet. He sat up, grabbing her hips and pulsated just a bit faster. She licked her lips and slid her hands up over her breasts, squeezing down hard as she lifted her body into the air.
“Faster,” she whispered with a groan.
He gripped tighter to her hips and began to thrust, the muscles in his body expanding and contracting in front of her eyes. She let go of her tits and reached her hands up, running her nails down the front of his chest. He groaned in ecstasy as he pushed all the way into her and then pulled partway back out. He took both of her legs and lifted them up onto his shoulders before continuing. His hips moved faster and faster, his body slapping lightly against her clit. She screamed out in ecstasy, sliding her hands down and grabbing onto the blanket beneath her.
Logan opened his eyes and stared down at her. His gaze made her hotter and hotter by the second. Slowly, he pulled out and turned over on his back, bringing her with him. She looked at him, unsure of herself.
He smiled and palmed her breast. “Get on, slowly put me in you and then just do what feels best.”
Amber flipped her legs over him and rose up, hovering over his cock. She reached down and grabbed the base of the shaft, and slid carefully down it until it was as far inside her as it would go. She screamed out, immediately starting to circle her hips, feeling his soft skin rolling over hers as she moved. She lifted up and then slid slowly back down, grinding hard against him. She put her hands down on his chest, feeling a neediness inside of her that was about to explode.
He grabbed onto her thighs and rolled his eyes back, pushing up with his hips as she rode him. First, she moved slowly, nervous about doing something wrong, but as the feeling of heat grew in her belly, she went faster. She tilted her head back and moaned loudly, feeling the heat rising faster and faster inside of her.
Logan moved his hands up to her waist and lifted her up just slightly, allowing her hips to keep moving as he thrust up and down inside her. The electricity immediately blew through her, igniting something deep inside. She growled and pulled her hands up, grabbing onto her breasts. Logan gripped tighter as he thrusted, watching her face intently.
As he pulled her down onto him, she twisted her hips and arched her chest out, an explosion blowing through every part of her body. She could feel the juices explode from her pussy and run down his cock. He growled, his cock pulsing fast inside of her as he exploded as well. The two of them sat there, his hips still lightly thrusting as they let the waves of orgasm flow through them. Amber couldn’t make a sound, her whole body stunned from top to bottom with the feeling that was cascading over her.
As it began to dissipate, her head felt light as a feather and she relaxed down on top of him. She leaned forward and rested her head by his, lifting up and falling to the side. She buried her head into his neck as they both attempted to catch their breath and control their heartbeats. The cool wind of the ocean washed over them, and Logan turned on his side, pulling her tightly into his arms.
He kissed the top of her head, and she pulled back looking into his eyes. “That was amazing.”
He laughed. “Yeah, you’re telling me. So, are you okay?”
She scoffed. “I’m better than okay. Though from the looks of it, it’s probably pretty late.”
Logan smiled at her, warming her heart. “It is. We should be getting back.”
She watched as he pulled away and stood up, his cock still hard. He put his hand down and helped her up, leaning down and grabbing her clothes. She smiled and pulled her panties on, lifting the dress over her head and sliding it down. She tied the string at the back of her neck and turned toward the ocean as he cleaned up and got dressed as well. The waves lapped gently against the shore, and the light from the full moon glistened in its reflection on the stiller waters in the distance.
Amber smiled, feeling the warmth of Logan’s arms wrap around her from behind. He pressed his lips to the top of her head, and she leaned back against him, not able to imagine a more perfect moment. They stood quietly there in the sand, listening to the song of the ocean, feeling the cool sand squishing between their toes. Amber thought about how surprised she was that it all happened as it did, though she didn’t regret it in the least. Then her family popped into her mind, along with the realization that when they left, they would have to go back to reality.
Slowly, she turned around in his arms and pressed her lips to his, holding them there as if she never wanted to let them go. When she pulled back he looked at her lovingly, but she knew that they couldn’t go back letting everyone know what happened. “I don’t want to break up the party; this is perfect, but I think we should talk about home.”
Logan let out a deep sigh. “I know. What are you thinking?”
Amber shrugged, but he held her close and she liked it. “I think that for right now, we don’t let anyone know what happened. It’s obviously something both of us wanted, and who knows where life will lead us, but right now it would be a huge drama. My brother…”
Logan grimaced. “Would castrate me.”
Amber laughed. “Yeah, among other things. I mean we are both adults, but you know how protective of me he is. I think until we both know where this is going we should keep it to ourselves.”
Logan kissed her forehead. “I agree with you. Besides, it gives me more time to have you all to myself. I’ve spent long enough sharing you with others.”
Amber giggled as she pulled away and picked up the blanket. “Okay, selfish.”
They both laughed. The truth was, Amber had no idea where it was going, if anywhere at all. She didn’t want to think that far ahead; she was enjoying being lost in the moment. Life always complicated things, but she would figure it all out. For that moment, she just wanted to enjoy the last few minutes of the night before she shut herself away in her room, wishing she could crawl in bed with him. She did know one thing; whatever happened in the future, that was an amazing first time.
Logan
Her soft skin. Her beautiful smile. The way he felt deep inside of her. He could hear her whispers, her moans, her gasps of ecstasy. He could see every inch of her body floating like an an
gel in front of him. The earth-shattering magnitude of their orgasms still lingered all around them, and the wind whipped wildly around the two as they floated through space, intertwined in passion and emotion like the stars bursting around them.
Logan’s eyes shot open and he looked up at the ceiling fan swirling overhead. The light seeped through the shades and sent rays across the floor. He reached over and looked at the time. It was almost nine. He groaned and turned on his back, rubbing his face. It was just a dream, but at the same time, not. He hadn’t been floating in space fucking Amber, but he had definitely had an amazing night with her the night before.
The sand, the conversation, the breeze, the moon; it all fell into the perfect order. He hadn’t had any intention of seducing her that night. In fact, his original goal was to do everything he could to make her feel comfortable after his drunken admission. When she started wrestling with him, though, there was nothing in the world that he could do to stop himself from being completely and fully with her. It was everything that he had imagined it would be, and so much more. Not only was her personality amazing, which he already knew, her body was like that of a goddess; the curves of her hips, the firmness of her tits, and the way her body dipped down at the small of her back.
Logan rubbed against the covers, feeling himself already getting hard again. Before dinner, he had thought that his confession was one of the worst things he could have done. By the end of the night, though, he couldn’t have been happier that he had let his inhibitions slide like that. She would have never known that he wanted her that way, and he would have never found out that she wanted him too. It was the perfect combination of alcohol and fate that drove them to this point.
They had gotten home late and snuck through the house, trying not to wake anyone. Outside her bedroom door he had given her a long, passionate kiss goodbye, trying desperately hard not to follow her back into her room. Luckily, that was the same time Jordan decided to sneak back in from one of his rendezvous as well, which had broken them quickly apart. They were both back in their rooms with the doors shut before Jordan even made it to the top of the stairs. Part of it was exhilarating, and Logan couldn’t help but wonder what Amber was feeling about it that morning. He hoped she was as positive as he was, because he didn’t want her to change her mind.
Logan dragged himself out of bed and pulled on a pair of plaid pajama pants and a T-shirt from his college. He looked in the mirror and ruffled his hair, laughing as several pieces of sand bounced off his dresser. While brushing his teeth, he listened closely for any movement from her area of the hallway, but the entire house was quiet, at least from upstairs.
When he was done, he wiped off his face and headed out of his room and down the hall. He glanced over his shoulder at her room, but like usual, the door was shut. He hoped that he wouldn’t have to search her out that day, but he would if he had to. As he rounded the corner of stairs and practically skipped through into the kitchen, he stopped, staring at Amber, already dressed and ready for the day. She was wearing a gray t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts with white Keds. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she looked fresh and renewed.
Logan chuckled as he ran his hand up through his wild hair. “Good morning.”
Amber smiled and poured him a cup of coffee. “Morning. Nice hair.”
“Thank you for the coffee and the compliment. I work really hard to keep my appearance up, especially at nine in the morning in my kitchen at home. Where is everyone?”
Amber just giggled. “Mom and Dad are at a luncheon and Jordan is still passed out upstairs. He let me know after last night he would be half dead all day. I’m pretty sure I heard him fall into something when he got home. When I went into his room, his dresser was lopsided and he was sleeping, still wearing his shoes.”
Logan shook his head. “I swear, the guy parties more now than when he was in college. He is out every night with a different girl, and just gives zero fucks about anything else. Well, with the exception of his family. In college he really was a lot tamer. Except the first year. The first year was insane and I’m pretty sure he used his charm three times to get out of a trip to the Dean’s office. And then he wondered what happened when he got his grades and they were all terrible. It seriously was a shock to him, like they were supposed to be phenomenal all on their own.”
Amber laughed. “Then Dad threatened to take him out of the will if he didn’t straighten up. That knocked some sense into him really fast. I think he had his grades up by the next vacation. He was all proud, showing Dad and everyone how good he was in his classes.”
Logan lifted an eyebrow. “Wasn’t one of his electives basket weaving?”
Amber shook her finger at Logan. “Yes, and we all received woven gifts for Christmas that year. It was terrible.”
Logan nodded. “Yeah, especially since he didn’t make baskets. He made shit like woven t-shirts, a blanket for your mom which was really comfortable, made out of straw, and he tried to make me a glove but I kindly pointed out I didn’t have six fingers.”
Amber gaffed, her eyes watering from laughing so much. “Oh man, that was the best.”
They both grew quiet, thinking about that Christmas and how simple things used to be. Logan took in a deep breath, trying not to allow either one of them to complicate whatever was going on between them, at least not yet.
Amber reached down into the drawer. “In fact, this is the pot holder he tried to use. You can see the fire marks on it.”
Logan snorted as he took a sip of his coffee, looking around nonchalantly. “So, all alone in the kitchen, huh?”
Amber bit her lip and watched as he took a long stride toward her. He reached out and took her coffee from her hand, smelling the sweet scent of her perfume. It made him a little weak in the knees, a feeling that he had never experienced before. She was absolutely gorgeous.
Logan set the cup down and put his hand around her waist, pulling her closer. “How are you feeling this morning?”
“Great,” she answered with a mischievous glisten in her eyes.
Logan bit his bottom lip, trying to hold back, but there was just no way that he could. He grabbed her with his other hand and turned her around. He lifted her up and sat her on the kitchen island, spreading her legs. As he moved in, he slid her forward, pushing his hard cock against her crotch. She leaned up to his ear and let out a light moan.
Logan took in a deep breath, wanting to rip her clothes off right there and bend her over the counter. “Last night was incredible. In fact, it was probably the best time I’ve had in forever. I dreamt about your body and the ways you moved against me. Only, I was disappointed when I woke up and you weren’t there to ravage.”
“I felt clumsy and bumbley when you weren’t showing me exactly what to do,” she said with a blush.
Logan lifted her chin. “Are you kidding me? You were incredible. Seriously, fucking sexy as hell and obvious amazing because we came at the same time. However, if you feel that self-conscious about it, I have a list of things in my mind I would love to teach you.”
Amber grinned and bit her bottom lip, driving Logan mad. She pulled him toward her. “Oh yeah? I think I am going to hold that as a challenge, sir. How many hot things can you teach me in just one night?”
Logan lifted his fingers and pretended to count. “That’s at least nine hours of me and you rolling around in a bed, or sand, or wherever we choose. I am pretty sure by the end of it you will be a pro.”
Amber grimaced slightly. “And unable to walk straight. At the same time, I don’t think I would tell you no a single time.”
Logan pulled her closer to him. “Oh yeah? I like that.”
They both smiled as they went in for a kiss, their lips pressing hard against one another. Logan ran his hands down her sides and rubbed his cock against her as she wrapped her legs tightly around his body. He could taste the coffee still on her lips, and smell the sweet strawberry of her shampoo. Things started to heat up quickly, and before the
y knew it, they were in a full make out session, tugging on each other’s clothes.
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from upstairs and Logan pulled away, kissing Amber’s pouting lip. He jumped around, trying to shake himself up, his boner nowhere near being able to hide at that point. Amber hopped down from the counter and laughed, watching him as she pulled out a knife and began slicing an apple.
After a couple of moments of him focusing on anything but her, which was incredibly difficult, he was able to stand comfortably. That was the exact moment that Jordan came shuffling around the corner, banging his knee on the cabinet. Amber and Logan, standing on opposite sides of the kitchen, both laughed, walking over to get him a cup of coffee.
Amber blushed and pulled her hand back as she touched Logan’s, both of them reaching for the pot. Logan smiled and poured Jordan a cup, sliding it across to him. Jordan took the mug in his hands and breathed in deeply. “You, sir, are my hero.”
Logan glanced at Amber and leaned against the counter. “So, you were out late last night again, huh?”
Jordan nodded as he swallowed. “Mhmm. I went to your room to see if you wanted to go with me, but you weren’t there.”
Logan cleared his throat. “Yeah, I uh, I went and got something to eat and then walked on the beach.”
Jordan lifted an eyebrow. “On your own? You had a nice romantic date with yourself? I swear, dude, you are going to end up joining the priesthood if you aren’t careful.”
Logan forced out a laugh. “Hey, you know me, I enjoy being alone. It wasn’t as lonely as you would think.”