by Carmen Faye
There were times during the last few hours that she’d wished she could just forget the man who was Matt Perrier, but it was always just a fleeting thought because she had more fun with him than anyone else she’d ever been with. If she was going to face an end of the world scenario, she’d rather have done it on a video game, but since it was not like that, she couldn’t choose anyone other than Matt to be with.
“Is everything alright?” Matt said into the darkness.
She didn’t want to answer because everything was alright…and then again it didn’t seem like everything was ever going to be alright again. Emmy slid her hand across Matt’s midsection and then lowered her hand to the front of his pants. It didn’t take long for the substantial bulge that she was used to seeing and feeling popped up.
He placed his hand over hers. “I heard what you were saying before I left earlier. I didn’t ask you to lay next to me so I could explore your beautiful body again. My only goal was to have you near me for a little while and get some rest while we ride out the storm.”
“I hate this waiting. I feel cooped up and filled with energy. You’re not forcing me to do anything. If anything, I’m kind of pushing myself on you.” She should feel like she was wishy washy for coming on to him after she’d already told him she had to be done with him, but the situation they were in called for honesty and understanding. “I understand what you were saying about keeping me away from you for my own safety. I won’t say I like it, but you’re a protector and it’s hard for you to keep yourself out of my business when you think you can help.” She jabbed him in the ribs playfully.
“Thanks. Being in charge all the time can make me rather forceful when I think someone should be doing something I think they should be doing, but I heard you when you told me I was acting like your family.”
She hadn’t stopped rubbing his cock, and it was almost the way they’d first met—with her spilling a drink on him and then somehow practically giving him a hand job through his pants.
“Are you planning on doing something with that?” he murmured in a voice loud enough to hear but low enough that it sounded like a caress to her ears.
“That’s the line that got us here in the first place.” She rolled over like she was going to see his face, but she was met with only darkness.
“I have a confession.”
“What is it?” She was already turned toward him, so she just stayed that way, but her heart was beating fast. What was he going to tell her? That he had lied and he was married with children and a dog? That he was just making her feel good when he’d met her on her vacation? That the real reason he hadn’t wanted her cell phone number was because she was just a mercy fuck?
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but it’s so loud. Just give me a minute to get to it. Okay?”
She nodded but deep down she didn’t feel any better.
“When we met and you spilled your drink on me?” He waited a few seconds before he said anything else, and she knew that if he knew how crazy it was making her when he drew this story out he wouldn’t do it like this, but she stayed silent as long as she could.
“Yes.” Emmy was so anxious about what was going to come out of his mouth she could almost cry.
“I’d seen you get off the plane, and I’d followed you. You were beautiful and you were trying to juggle all the items you had in your hand. I didn’t know why you didn’t just put that pink piece of paper in your purse, but you were determined to carry your purse, your carryon bag, drag your big suitcase, and hold your large beverage in your hand. My goal was to talk to you as I helped you with some of your things, and I thought maybe we could have hung out later.”
“You’re saying that you saw me before I saw you?” Could that be true?
“Our eyes met when you got off the plane, but then it seemed like you were running away from me. It didn’t seem like it was possible that was happening, but it took some fancy footwork to catch up with you.” He turned his face toward hers; she could tell by the way his voice sounded closer.
“Modest aren’t we?” She was enjoying this story now that she knew it wasn’t as bad as she’d imagined. It was fun to tease and play with him, and he was always such a good sport about it.
“I’m a pretty modest guy. Yes.”
“So modest you couldn’t believe a woman would turn the other way and run from you?” She couldn’t help but tease him, as she’d never heard him be anything other than modest so this was funny to her.
“Usually women don’t run from me, but the connection I felt when we looked at each other was something that hadn’t ever happened to me before. The whole ‘Their eyes met from across a crowded room’ always seemed like horse shit to me, but I must admit there is something to be said about it.” He brought his hand up to her mouth and stroked her bottom lip until she had his thumb sucked into her mouth.
“I did feel the connection, too, but, get ready to use your modestly, you were the best looking man I’d ever seen and I was fresh out of college and on my first solo vacation. I thought you were way out of my league.” That didn’t feel good to say, so she unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick hard member, as she prepared to fill her mouth the taste of his cock.
When she moved to get further down on him, he stopped her.
“You know, you like to hide behind things sometimes.” Matt stopped her from going down any further.
She huffed out a harsh breath and knew she was going to have to finish this conversation. “Like what?”
“Like how you ran away from home. I’m not saying you shouldn’t have done it, because then I’d never have met you. I’m not saying that you shouldn’t have a vacation alone if you didn’t want to, but I am saying that you left to prove a point. You’ve got to be scaring the crap out of all of them.”
“How did you come up with that?” She wanted to know where his mind was and what he was really saying.
“Because I care for you, Emmy, but you make it so damn hard. I know how you think and I understand it. You should probably make sure your family knows why you’re upset. I also think that your aunt didn’t want you to know about her death until you finished school. Of course, I don’t know that, but you should probably talk to them about why you left and how things need to change so you can go back to them on terms you like.” He seemed to be working hard to get her to understand what he was saying.
She knew what he was saying, but all she heard was, “I don’t want you here and you should fix it all up with your family.” Turning away from him so she was on her back, she kept her hands to herself. She was right about the way she was thinking before. She just kept setting herself up to get hurt. The noise outside the window made her think about why she started this thing in the first place.
Emmy had feelings for Matt. She wanted to be with him; she wanted to sleep with him; and she wanted to fuck him. This wasn’t about how he was going to handle the aftermath of this situation. It wasn’t about her wanting him to claim her. This was about what she wanted.
Rolling on top of him was easy in the dark. It was empowering. She rocked on his cock a few times before he responded. She wasn’t sure what that was about, and she wished that she could see his face. Not only was that a turn on for her, but she could have a better handle on how he was feeling.
He reached up and grabbed both of her breasts in his hands, massaging them through her clothes, and she worked her hips harder and fasted on his shaft. This was the most fun she’d had with him while they were both dressed.
The wind seemed to be getting louder, but she couldn’t find it in her to care. In her mind, it was just she and Matt in this room and the rest of the world could have stopped.
“Matt. I need you.” She didn’t like sounding so needy, but at that moment that was exactly what she was. Needy. She needed to feel like she was a part of something; she needed an anchor to hold onto; and she needed to feel like everything was going to be alright soon.
She had on jeans, so she
got up and took them off, and she could hear that he was getting rid of clothes as well.
Emmy got back on top of him as soon as she heard the rustling of his clothes stop.
“What are you doing, Emmy?” The husky sound of his voice ratcheted up her libido, which was already high every time they were together. However, with the wildness of the weather, she was just perched on edge.
“I know all of the things I said about trying to keep myself together and not wanting to be on a up and down rollercoaster with you, but at the end of the day. I want you. If this is all I can have and now is our time, then I’m willing to take it. No regrets. When I sat in my room last night and thought that you’d run off with Carolyn, I still couldn’t make myself think it would have been better if we’d never met.” She was never so glad that he couldn’t see her face and she couldn’t see his. It was what she wanted to say, but she didn’t think she’d be brave enough to say it to his face.
“We just keep getting thrown together. Maybe it’s a sign.” Matt was moving Emmy’s hips so that her wet pussy was opened over his cock and the sensation was electric. If it weren’t for the storm outside that she knew could be deadly she’d say this was the best experience she’d ever had. She felt like there was an extra connection between them, and it made her feel excited and free. This was probably the reason why people had sex in the midst of trials and tribulations. It put you in a totally different frame of mind.
“Are you ready, Emmy?” Matt asked, and she wondered what he was asking about. They were both naked and she was sliding all over his cock like a slip and slide. What else could she could do to show she was ready?
“I’m always ready for your cock. No matter what I was thinking in my head or feeling in my heart I wanted you. I didn’t want to be around you because I know our chemistry is too strong. I love your hands on me. It’s like a drug. I want more and more of it.” Again she was learning more about herself. This time she was letting her experience how freeing it was to be in the dark. Who knew what kinds of secrets she would expose if they stayed in the dark?
He turned to his phone and flipped on a switch that illuminated the room. It was funny how one little light on a phone could produce so much light.
“That’s what I wanted to see,” Matt said with a smile on his face.
“What?” She loved to see his face, but now that she looked at him she was almost bashful. There went the full enclosure portion of the day… or maybe she could learn from this as well. Saying what you wanted to say when you wanted to say it. Speak your truth. She’d see how it went.
“I love the expression on your face when you’re ready to be fucked. Makes my cock just that much harder. There are so many things that I want to do to you. Sitting in my room for the few hours I was granted was torture. When you talked about regrets, I understood exactly what you meant. We need to come up with something because there is something pulling us together, but right now I want to bury myself so deep in your body you won’t know where you end and I begin.”
“Show me,” she said, and she knew the look on her face showed him how ready she was because she saw the responding look on his face, like it was a mirror image.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Something was going to have to be done because this woman was more than an accessory. He’d done his best to put her out of his mind and life, but she just kept getting thrown back in, and he didn’t think he was strong enough to let her go again.
Her words were like a red flag to a bull—because now that he’d made up his mind to give her the choice to stay or go it was like an extra twist in his balls. He loved the way she smelled and the way her innocently sweet face twisted into a wicked smirk when she thought she did something that turned him on.
He pulled her hair, making her arch backwards and causing her breasts to thrust toward him.
“Do it,” Emmy said with a groan.
“What, baby?” He knew what she wanted, but it was always better when she asked for it.
“Bite me. Hard.” She let a whimper accompany that request, and he knew she was trying to kill him. They’d not gotten any further than her grinding her sweet pussy all over his cock, but they were both on the edge of madness.
He lifted his head to reach one of her hardened nipples and sucked it hard into his mouth before putting his teeth to it.
“Ahhh,” she said with a loud throaty exclamation. The rain outside was harder and the sound of things being thrown against the building was more frequent. He didn’t want to scare her, but the island was in a lot of trouble, and there was nothing anyone could do until the storm passed.
She slid her hand down her body and inserted his cock inside her dripping entrance, and it was like someone flipped his switch. He was fucking into her like he needed it to breathe, and in fact, that was exactly how he felt. If he didn’t come and get her to come, he didn’t know what to do. The bed didn’t squeak and that was a good thing because he was powering into her body time and time again.
Faster and faster he pounded into her, but it wasn’t enough. Flipping her on the bed so he could get more leverage to give them what they both wanted was what he thought was best. She put her hand on the back of his neck and brought him down to her other nipple that was just as hard as the first but lonely and dry.
“Do you want me to bite that one, too?” he asked, rubbing his nose and lips over the bud but not giving her what she wanted. She didn’t answer with her words just a nod of her head. He loved to hear her voice and thought about making her answer him with words, but the frantic sounds she was making were spurring him on to a fast finish.
Bending down he bit down on her neck, loving the fresh fragrant skin that was soft and sweet, but she moved him down to where she wanted him.
“Here, Matt. Please.” She sounded like she was living on the edge of her orgasm, and he loved to be the one to give it to her. He pumped hard and sucked harder until she screamed out loud enough to be heard over the chaos that was going on outside their window. Her body clamped down on his cock like a sweet sexy vice, and it was hard to let her finish, but he didn’t want to come without her because he could feel that this was going to be a big one. Right when he knew she was about finish, he gave himself permission to unload the power orgasm that he had been working on since the last time he was in her body.
“Let me see it,” she said, as she tried to catch her breath, but he was at a total loss about what she wanted. What he did know is she’d better explain because he was seconds away from his own personal fireworks.
“Tell me what you want.” He was getting used to losing control when he was with this woman, but he didn’t like to hear his voice sound like that. It was like his hips were pistons that were moving of their own accord. He’d wanted to slow down to find out what she wanted from him. Unfortunately, his body didn’t want to comply.
“I want you to come on my tits.” Breathless is how she sounded and how that one sentence made him feel.
That request was almost too much for him to hear. Even with as much sex as they’d had since they’d met, she kept surprising him. If she wanted him to do that she was going to have to let him go. He enjoyed how she liked to hold him to her when she was finished, but he broke away from her hold, as he slipped his throbbing hard cock out of her body.
The wet sound of the slickness that had come from her body made the sexiest noise, as he jacked his cock harder and faster to give her the result she wanted.
“I love to watch you stroke your cock. That you’re doing it for me… because I asked is even hotter. Let me hear you come for me… just for me Matt. Show me what my pussy does for you.”
Matt felt like his skin was a few sizes too tight and there was just too much stimulation. Where the hell did she get that mouth? It was killing him because he loved listening to hot, dirty words come out of a mouth that was attached to the sweetest girl he’d ever met. He either needed less or just a little more, but his mind wasn’t working to help him find a solutio
n. When Emmy reached up and pinched his nipple while she tugged on his balls, his cock erupted like a volcano. The glow from his phone allowed him to watch jet after jet of his seed land on her skin. It was even more arousing because she now had to wear his scent everywhere she’d go for an unknown amount of time.
He kneeled over her, as he caught his breath and waited to hear what she was going to say about this. He was shocked again when she rubbed his fluids into her skin, like it was a thick creamy lotion she’d bought from some department store.
“Did you like that?” he asked her while he looked at her cat who ate the cream face.
“Yes.” She couldn’t hold back the smirk on her face, and he thought it was a well-deserved look. Emmy had done things that he didn’t think could be done. He’d been with women who thought they were at the top of their craft, but no one had brought him down to his base needs like her.