Winter

by Michelle Love

I opened my eyes as he released my feet and told me to get on my knees. “I love how tight a woman is after I’ve tasted her,” he said, as I tried to find the strength to move. It was too much, and I groaned as I flipped over, moving to my knees. I suddenly found something inside of me as I heard the tearing of a wrapper, then felt Damon drive himself inside of me. I knew how much everything had gotten to him as he moved rough and fast, and I rocked with him. I was soaked with need and needed this. He slapped my ass as he pulled back, making me cry out.

  Damon came with a roar, gripping my hips as he filled the condom, and I came for the third time that night. I didn’t know how long we’d been in here, but it felt like days at that point. He moved away from me on shaking legs and grabbed the water, offering it to me before he took a long sip. “It was so hard not to just shove you on your stomach and do that in the beginning. Was it worth the wait?” Damon asked me, as I considered my answer for a few moments, in part because I was having trouble breathing.

  “Yes,” I replied in a hoarse whisper, as I felt him kiss my shoulder before untying the ropes.

  He rested for a few moments before lifting me into his arms and carrying me to another room. It was a bedroom, as big as the other, but more like a master bedroom. It had a huge bed, a fireplace that took up the entire wall, and a big screen television on the wall that we were facing. I felt him set me on that bed, naked and probably a hot mess, and looked into his eyes by the light of the lamp in the corner of the room. “I prefer to sleep in here.”

  “I’m staying?” I asked, as he nodded.

  “You might never leave at this point,” Damon assured me, as he pulled down the comforter and sheets before lifting me and setting me near the pillows.

  “I’m a mess, Damon,” I told him as he licked his lips. “I can wash the sheets tonight if you want.”

  No, I want your scent on them and in my room. I want to be reminded of everything that just happened,” Damon told me, before he kissed me. “I want to feel you around me again in here, slower. More intimately.”

  “I’d like that,” I told him, as he moved beside me to kiss me slowly. It was passionate, but didn’t feel rushed. It felt perfect. I wanted to please him to show him my gratitude for the events in the other room, and Damon allowed me to push him to the mattress and crawl down his body to his cock. I wanted to taste him now.

  He held my hair as I bobbed over him, my mouth tight and greedy. Damon gave me control now, groaning as I increased the pace and beginning to rock with me. He came with a grunt, filling my mouth and throat, as if he knew that’s what I wanted.

  It was.

  He had to pull me from him as I tried to swallow every last bit of his essence. “What have I done to you?” Damon mused, as he took in the wild look in my eyes with a soft gaze. “I am turning you into a monster.”

  It wasn’t long before he was hard again and we were pressed together, him above me as he slid in and out of me. It was slow and bordering on sweet as I held him close and wrapped my legs around him. Damon’s mouth drifted down to my nipples, my neck, and my lips, even though I was previously filled with him. He didn’t seem to care, making me wonder about him.

  I came a moment before he did, feeling his lips in my hair as he jerked above me. I was overwhelmed, wondering what I’d ever go back to when this ended.

  Damon

  Elisa fell asleep before I did, curled up in a heap after everything I’d put her through. I watched her as I allowed myself to relax, covering her with the blankets and stroking her hair back. She was innocent before me, but so open to my ideas, and I craved her again as I took in her beautiful face. I knew that she was perfect. The unpleasant idea of my preparing her for another man crossed my mind, and I slipped under the covers with a frown.

  We had a lot stacked against us, Elisa and me. There was the fact that I was her boss and this was against company policy, to begin with. There was the chance of gossip, which could be cruel and heartless, hurting her in the end. There was my past, which could threaten us at any time and possibly frighten her off.

  I could give her the world if she wanted it. I had already given her an apartment for her and her mother, but I sensed that Elisa wouldn’t want to stay home while I covered the rent and every other expense in her life. She had too much pride and had worked hard to rise above her life for so long now that it was in her blood.

  I could count the women who begged me for just that on two hands. Why was I falling for the stubborn one?

  I settled close to her body, sliding my arm around her as I drifted off to sleep. It was Friday night, and we could sleep in tomorrow, maybe even leave the city and spend the day together. I could stay in bed with her and be happy, but Elisa deserved to live after all her hard work. I wanted to show her the other side of life.’

  When I woke up in the morning, I could see the fog thick in the air through my wall of windows. Elisa was pressed against me, hot and bare, and I felt my body react to her skin. I wanted to take her quietly, slipping inside of her as she opened her eyes, but I moved slowly between her legs and spread them as she moaned in her sleep. I slid down to her pussy, still covered in her juices from the night before. I liked a dirty girl in the morning, and I pressed my mouth over her and licked slowly with my tongue.

  “What?” Elisa moaned, as she moved against me and I raised my eyes to see her staring at me. “I was afraid that it was all a dream.” I continued to lick her, separating her to find her clit hard for me as I stroked it firmly. “Damon, you feel so good.” I licked and sucked, even using my teeth as she just watched me.

  Without my urging, Elisa held onto her release with her eyes wide and bright before she cried out and jerked against me. “The student learns,” I noted, as she looked at me with a big smile. Elisa looked beautiful with her cheeks flushed and glowing as she reached down to pull me up towards her.

  “She does. Get up here and reward me,” she mumbled, before claiming my lips in a kiss, tasting herself on them as she kissed me slowly and hungrily. I reached for one of the condoms on the night stand beside the bed and managed to get it on one-handed as she held me close. I heard her giggling as I dropped between her legs and eased the head of my cock inside of her, causing the giggles to turn to moans. We moved together, slow and hard, both of us needing the other to give us the release that we craved.

  I knew that I was addicted to this woman as I came crying out her name, and I fought the nagging thoughts telling me that it wouldn’t work out. It was difficult, but I’d make it work somehow. “How would you feel about going to the coast today?” I asked her, as she looked across the room through the windows.

  “It looks pretty cold to me,” Elisa replied warily, as I smiled. “I don’t have any clothes, except the ones I brought here.”

  “We’ll get you something, hit a diner on the way for breakfast and just drive. I want to get out of the city.” I looked at her, as she smiled and nodded. “Shower with me?”

  That took some time, since things heated up under the water and I was soon inside of her, pressing her against the blue tiled wall as she wrapped her body around mine. Elisa dried her hair with a towel and pulled something out of her purse before she ran a comb through her hair.

  “Frizz,” she said simply, as I watched her, not used to a woman being around in this way. They were usually gone after the condom was off. Not too many women saw this side of my life, or even my bedroom. She pulled her hair up on the top of her head and asked me if I had a toothbrush, tilting her head as I produced a new one in the package. “I hope that you don’t have a lot of those.”

  “I buy a few at a time, so I don’t run out. They don’t get used by anybody but myself, and now you, unless a friend or family visits.” I stepped out of the bathroom to dry off, sensing that she was uncomfortable. Everything this morning had been extremely intimate, which was something that Elisa wasn’t accustomed to. I needed to allow her space, as well as myself, and I strode to the closet to find clothes for the day. I selected so
me jeans and a dark grey Henley that I planned to cover with a thick jacket. This trip was not about a walk on the beach, but more about the drive and just getting away. There were some fabulous restaurants to eat at, as well, and shops that I thought Elisa might love.

  I finished with boots as Elisa stepped out of the bathroom, wearing the clothes from the day before. The best part was that I knew her underwear were ruined from the night before, but I pushed that thought away and pulled an extra jacket from the closet for her.

  I took her to my Range Rover and opened the door before starting the engine and pulling out onto the main road. We stopped at a department store, and she balked at the name before grudgingly allowing me to buy her some jeans, a thermal, a Henley to wear over that, and some sturdy boots that would keep her feet warm. “You do too much for me,” Elisa told me, as we stopped by a bathroom so she could change into her new clothes.

  “I like that, Elisa. I like that I’m able to,” I reminded her, as we went back to the car together. We got out of town, and I found a hole-in-the-wall diner on the freeway when we both felt hungry. We sipped strong coffee and ate greasy bacon and eggs as I watched her carefully. I asked her what she liked to do on a road trip, making her giggle as she admitted to not having been on too many in her life. That led to her asking about the places I had been, and I felt guilty when I responded that I’d traveled the world. I hoped to someday show her the best places.

  We hit the road again, driving towards Cape Cod. I knew that there was enough there to keep us busy there, bad weather or not, and I watched as she seemed to let go of the chip on her shoulder from breakfast. Elisa was beautiful when she smiled. She needed to relax more. We got closer, and she stared out of the windows at the ocean and sandy beaches, hopeful since the sun was coming out through the fog. “Maybe we can walk a little bit?” She asked, as I grinned and nodded.

  I parked, and we got out and strolled along the sand. The waves were strong and the wind was cold as she pulled my jacket closer around her body. “What do you think?” I asked, stopping her so I could zip her up and looked her over. “I should have bought us hats. I didn’t even think of it.”

  “You don’t date, right? Typically, I mean?” Her question came from nowhere, and I looked at her for a moment before nodding. “Why not? You’re great at this…all of this.”

  “I don’t know. I’ve avoided it for so long and focused on work, but…this is comfortable. I think it’s you more than it is the situation.” I turned to stare at the sea for a moment as confusion swirled through my brain. I knew that this was moving at the speed of light with the apartment and spending the night together, and I tried to make sense of it. I’d been all over the world, never wanting the company of a woman, unless it was just for a night for a quick fuck. I had party girls over the years, as well, but I never let my walls down with them like I was with Elisa. There was just something about her.

  “I think you’re great. I have no idea why you’re with me, but I’ll take it,” She said, as I looked in her face. “I don’t know what I’m doing either, but we can figure it out together.”

  I took her hand and led her down the beach after we shared a long kiss, talking about some of the other beaches in the area and further away that I loved. I pointed towards the shops and restaurants in the distance, and she smiled as she looked all around, reminding me of a child on Christmas morning.

  That thought sat in my stomach in a knot. I’d never considered marriage or kids before. I was all about work, but things were shifting now, and I was unable to stop that. The problem was that, to keep Elisa, I’d have to rip her dreams of a good job and future for herself away to do so. I didn’t want to take away her fierce independence, but I also knew that she wouldn’t want to be taken care of. There had to be a compromise, and I had no idea what it was, other than hiding this during the week. I didn’t think I could do that for too long after being here with Elisa in the open air, holding hands and laughing.

  We spent hours on the beach, collecting a few shells, until we were both freezing. I opened the car door for her and got everything warmed up as we headed somewhere for some hot coffee, listening to Elisa’s teeth chattering as she sat beside me. “Isn’t it warming up enough?” I asked impatiently, knowing how many bells and whistles this vehicle offered.

  “I think it’s the difference in temperature, Damon. I’ll be okay.”

  I smiled at her as I found a drive through coffee shop, ordering two coffees and parking with the car running to keep us warm. We sipped the drinks and looked at the late afternoon sky as the clouds began to roll in again.

  “Want to look at some of the shops?” I asked, as she finished her coffee and nodded. We’d been sitting for a while and didn’t have a lot of time left. I drove to park in the middle of everything and let her lead the way, learning about her love for art, even though she didn’t think that she could paint. I learned that she had collected moons since she was little girl, and that her grandmother had taught her to wish on the one in the sky at night, instead of the stars. Elise was a very animated girl when she let her walls down, and she led me from shop to shop as I tried to remember what she liked the best in each one.

  She insisted on buying a few things with her own money, holding onto the small bags with a big smile before she hugged me. “I couldn’t do this without you, Damon. You’ve helped me so much.” Elisa looked around slowly before she kissed me, and I heard the whispers across the room of the wealthy women who had been eying me for most of the afternoon. “Thank you. I’ll be eternally grateful.”

  I looked like I belonged with the other women in my clothes, some of the most expensive items that money could buy. That had been a part of my entire life, but in this moment, I thought that I could give it all up for an average life like this. Even Elisa was dressed in fine clothes right now, thanks to our stop, but she looked young and beautiful with her clean face and smile. She would never fit into that world. “It’s a pleasure to see you smile, Elisa,” I assured her, as she blushed and looked away. We left that shop and I didn’t even acknowledge the women with a look as I led her out of the door.

  They’d never hold a candle to her.

  Elisa

  The day was magical. I finally admitted to being hungry and watched as Damon led me to a beautiful restaurant that probably had a beautiful view of the water during the day. It was a seafood place that was very classy and elegant. I felt underdressed as we walked to the table, following the hostess, but Damon walked with his head high and confidence oozing from his pores. The table was round and intimate, set by the window and a beautiful fireplace, and Damon ordered wine immediately as someone arrived to take our drink order.

  I didn’t eat in places like this. For Mom and me, Red Robin was a treat, and this was beyond my wildest dreams. When I thought about the night as a whole; the room and being here, it seemed surreal. I never thought I’d be the kind of woman to enjoy that with a man. I never thought I’d be the kind of woman to sit here and enjoy a fine meal with a man that looked like Damon, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever be confident in that role.

  I didn’t think I was the kind of woman to keep him.

  The wine arrived, and there was a process to the drinking it. I sipped it once Damon seemed to have approved the selection, gazing at him across the table while I searched the menu. I loved seafood, but wasn’t too familiar with it, and I asked Damon what was good. He suggested shrimp or crab, since it had a few options of how it was cooked, and I blushed as I selected a platter that offered both. There was no price on the menu, and I assumed that meant it was expensive as I tried to fight the urge to add everything up in my mind. Damon had money that he was willing to spend, and I needed to feel comfortable with that fact.

  The food was amazing, even as I struggled with cracking the crab legs. It was well worth it as I pulled the meat out and enjoyed the light, sweet taste. “This is delicious,” I told Damon, as he smiled calmly at me. He offered me a bite of his steak and it melted in my mo
uth, leaving me moaning while his eyes darkened. The shrimp was cooked in butter and garlic and quite strong, but good as well. They offered bread in a tray, and I ate it eagerly in between sips of wine.

  I leaned back as I set my fork down, full and sleepy. The sky was bright with stars and a sliver of a moon as I looked over the ocean. I wanted to stay the night and wake up here with Damon, and I nibbled on my lip as I considered asking him about the idea. I could wear the same clothes tomorrow since they were so new.

  Tomorrow.

  What would we do tomorrow? Would he drop me home, and that would be it? I knew that I had to tell my roommates that I was moving out, since I’d accepted the apartment, but I didn’t want it without Damon. I felt so selfish as we walked to the car and he opened the door.

  “Have you ever stayed here?” I asked softly, as he started to close the door.

  “A few times. It’s a great place to spend the weekend,” Damon replied, as he leaned into the car. “Did you want to?”

  “We don’t have clothes, or anything at all. We don’t have to,” I said, counting the money in my bank account as I decided what I could afford.

  “We’ll sleep naked, so clothes aren’t an issue. We can wear these on the way home tomorrow and stop at the store for anything you need for the bathroom. There’s a great bed and breakfast with an amazing view of the sunrise in the morning. We can see if they have any free rooms. It won’t be a long stay, but we can make the best of it.” Damon walked around and got in the car before he finished his thoughts and reached for his phone in his jacket. He dialed and greeted the person at the other end, securing us a room and starting the engine.

  We did stop and get some products, so I could look human in the morning, before we drove to the inn, called the Lamb and Lion. Damon explained that it was a mix of bed and breakfast and hotel. He wished that we could stay longer to enjoy all the perks that they offered.

  He checked in and led us to a room around the building. I gasped when I saw it. There was a fireplace, a claw tooth tub, a big bathroom, and a gorgeous bed. It was beautiful. I walked to the window, even though it was dark, and could make out the waves in the dim light as I smiled. It was going to be amazing tomorrow. “How much is it to split the room?” I asked, as I turned back to smile at Damon.