by Mia Ford
“I bet,” he said, smiling. “What was NYU like?”
“Big, busy, and surrounded by the constant chaos of the city.” I laughed. “I met my best friend Jessa my first year in school, and she made it bearable to be there. I owe her a lot. She was really there for me.”
“That’s awesome,” he said. “When Isabella died, I kind of stopped talking to everyone, so my mom has been pretty much my only friend.”
“Now you have me,” I said, smiling.
“I do, don’t I? So, what age children do you want to teach?”
“I think Bella’s age, but I’m not positive yet,” I said. “Children are so interesting, and they are all different.”
“That is so true.” He chuckled. “I thought I had it made since I had been around my best friend’s baby since she was born, but when Bella came, she knocked me on my ass.”
“She is very spirited.” I laughed.
“She is,” he said. “She has been laughing and smiling since the day she came home from the hospital. She was so tiny, but so tough. She is mighty, and I hope that she continues to be that way as she grows into a young woman.”
“With you as her father, and Betty there, I’m sure she will be amazing,” I said.
We talked more about our lives, our own childhoods, and Caspian’s father’s death as we ate dinner. It wasn’t a somber conversation at all, and Caspian really showed me how strong and tough he truly was. He had lost his father and his wife and could still sit across the table from me and smile. He was an amazing man, and dinner went better than I could have imagined. When we were done eating, he paid the check, and we headed out to the Jeep. Instead of getting in, though, he pulled a blanket from the back and led me out onto the beach.
I took my heels off and held his hand, feeling the cool sand beneath me. It was a beautiful evening, and the sun was getting ready to set. I could feel the warm water rush over my feet as we walked along the water’s edge. He looked down at me and smiled, warming my chest.
“I really love living here,” he said. “Even with everything that has happened here, I couldn’t even imagine raising Bella anywhere else.”
“This place really has something magical about it, doesn’t it?”
“It does,” he said, squeezing my hand tighter.
“I came here every summer growing up, and I knew that one day I would call this place my home,” I said. “I just wish my grandparents were still here to share it with.”
“I’m sorry about their death,” he said. “My mother reminded me of who they were. I was actually at both funerals.”
“You were?” I asked. “Thank you for coming. There were just so many people there, it was hard to keep track of everyone.”
We walked past a group of rocks jutting out into the beach and found ourselves in a secluded section of the beach with no access from the road. Caspian let go of my hand and spread out the blanket, sitting down and patting the place next to him. I dropped my shoes and smiled, plopping down and staring out at the sun setting behind the clouds. His hand slid over top of mine, and butterflies fluttered in my chest. I leaned into him, putting my head on his shoulder and looking at all the colors reflecting off the waves in front of us. His arm slid around mine, and he turned his face toward me, lifting my chin with his other hand. I looked deeply into his green eyes, feeling the heat rise up in my chest.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips gently against mine, cupping my cheek with his hand. I pressed back, pushing the gentle nature of his kiss further into the heat erupting inside of me. His breath quickened, and he slid his tongue over my lips, opening them up and tasting the wine on my breath. I whimpered, falling into his arms, the sounds of the waves surrounding us, and my will completely gone.
20
Caspian
My intention was not to get that heated there on the beach, but I just couldn’t help it. The sun was setting and her body was ready, willing, and wanting me so badly. Everything about the situation was bathed in romance, and at the same time, there was a level of ecstasy about the fact that we were in public. I had never had sex with someone where other people could just happen by, but as I turned to her and began to unzip her dress, knowing we were in a public place made my cock even harder than it already was. I could see the mischief and excitement in her eyes as she glanced around, making sure there was no one else walking up the beach or over top of us on the rocks. We were completely alone, but just the thought had us both so hot and heavy we could barely contain ourselves.
I took off my coat and laid it to the side, watching as she undid my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. She leaned in, pressing her big pouty lips against my chest, and trailed down my skin with the tip of her tongue. I breathed heavily as she lingered at the edge of my pants, sliding her hands down to my belt and pulling it open. My shoes and socks were already off from walking on the beach, and I leaned backward, removing my pants and boxers, my cock springing out wildly, looking for release. She stood up, reaching down for my hand and helping me to my feet. I watched as she slid the straps of her dress off of her shoulders and stepped out of her dress, standing in front of the wild colors of the sunset in nothing but a pair of black satin panties.
She lowered herself down onto her knees and grabbed onto my shaft, looking up at me and licking her lips. I groaned at the sight of her, closing my eyes as she slid her red-painted lips over the head of my cock and down the shaft. Her mouth was warm and wet, and I trembled as she sucked hard, deep-throating my erection. She slid her mouth up and down my dick, fondling my balls as she went, her hot spit dripping down over her hand. She glanced up with watery eyes before plunging her head back down, sucking hard in the back of her throat.
“Fuck,” I groaned, beginning to move my hips forward to meet her mouth.
She whimpered and moaned with her mouth full, sending goosebumps up my neck. I ran my hand through her hair gently, not wanting to disrupt the flow of her mouth over my cock, again and again. I could see the curve in her back and the gentle muscles in her chest flex every time she swallowed me whole. I could have come right then and there, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to feel her, to taste her, and to please her in every way that I could possibly muster. I licked my lips and moaned out as she picked up the speed, putting her other hand at the base of her lips and squeezing tightly as she slid down and then back up again. I pulled her face back off of my cock and looked down at her with dark eyes.
“Sit on my face,” I whispered.
She smiled and took her panties off as I laid down on the blanket. Her eyes moved around the perimeter, looking for anyone that might be coming along, but we were the only ones on that section of the beach. She crawled up and straddled my face, leaning forward and grabbing my cock in her hand. I lifted my head and quickly swiped my tongue through her wetness, withdrawing and doing it again and again as she resumed sucking hard on my dick. I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her knees outward, forcing her to sit down on my mouth. She moaned out, pulling her mouth from my cock and squeezing it hard.
I smiled and opened my mouth, filling it with her tender lips and the taste of her juices running wildly out of her. She took a minute to feel me against her, to feel the lust that was escaping my lips wrapped around her sweet mound. When her head went back down, and I felt my cock in her throat, I pushed my tongue up around her clit, feeling her body tighten in pleasure. Immediately, I wanted to taste her come, to feel her body writhing on top of me. I grabbed her and pulled her upright, sinking my mouth over her clit and rubbing it with my tongue. She screamed out on top of me, her hips beginning to grind against my face. I moved my lips down and then back up again, focusing hard on her solid, pulsing nub.
As my tongue spun circles around her, she tightened, her muscles seizing and her body arching over me. She moaned loudly, and I could feel the orgasm pulsing through her pussy, the juices exploding down my chin. I continued to lick her fast and hard until she twitched, moaning and giggling at the same time. She lifted herself
up and off of my face, pulling me up and kissing me wildly before I had a chance to even wipe away the wetness on my chin. She laid back, and I pulled myself to my knees, sitting back on my heels and rubbing my hands up her quivering thighs. I grabbed my cock and stroked it, looking down at her body under the moonlight.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, rubbing her palms over her nipples. “Hard and deep.”
I bit my lip and grabbed her thighs, pulling her legs up onto my shoulders. I guided my dick forward and slid easily through her juices. She gasped as I entered her, pushing slowly until I was completely inside, filling her up, and pushing hard against her body. She was tight and wet, and I had to stop and take a few deep breaths to keep myself from letting go and coming hard. I reached down and held onto her waist, pulling her in slowly and then back out. While my gut wanted to ram into her hard, fucking her until I exploded, I took my time, feeling every inch of her and listening to her moan in front of me. It was sensual and erotic, and I could see her eyes glaring up at me in pleasure as I leaned forward and rubbed my body against hers. I pushed myself back up and pulled out, leaning down and guiding her over onto all fours.
I walked my cock forward and groaned as I slid right into her, her pussy dripping wet. I grabbed onto both of her ass cheeks and started to thrust, losing control of myself for several minutes as I pounded into her, gripping hard to her skin. She screamed out, grabbing into the sand and arching her back. I leaned forward and wrapped my arm around her waist, reaching between her legs and rubbing her clit hard. She began to rock back and forth, meeting my body with hers as my cock dove deep inside of her. She screamed out, pushing her body upward, and pulling until she was up on her knees, my arms wrapped around her waist and my cock jamming up into her. She leaned her head back onto my shoulder and moaned, my lips pressing against her neck as our bodies moved in motion with each other.
I slid one hand up over her tit, squeezing it hard, and the other down to her clit, rubbing it up and down with three fingers as she bounced her body hard and fast against my shaft. Looking around us, I remembered where we were, but instead of inhibiting me, it only made me hotter, letting go of her tits and pushing her down, slamming into her as her ass jiggled in front of me.
“I’m gonna come again,” she screamed out. “Fuck yes.”
I growled and gripped her tighter, still rubbing her pussy with my fingers as my abdomen slapped against her. She threw her head back and wailed, her body again flowing heavily into orgasm, her arms and thighs shaking from the pleasure erupting inside of it. This time, though, I wanted to see it roll right over into another, pushing her to the point of exhaustion. I pulled out and grabbed her pulsing body, laying back and putting her over me, helping her straddle my cock. I grabbed her waist and slammed her down on my dick, watching her eyes roll back in her head as the orgasm continued to demolish her senses.
Up and down, I bounced her beautiful body on my cock, feeling the wetness flowing down my erection. I groaned loudly, knowing I didn’t have long myself until I was writhing in absolute pleasure. As her body began to relax, I reached up and rubbed my fingers over her clit, watching her lean back and roll her hips against my shaft. She screamed out, breathing heavily, barely able to mumble any words. I could tell she was about to come again, and it made me even more determined to pleasure her. I loved pleasing her. It was something that just got me going and kept me going the whole time. The look in her eyes had me on the verge of orgasm all night, and as soon as she erupted again, I was going to let go, filling her with my seed.
“God, I can’t… I can’t stop coming,” she screamed, grabbing her tits.
Her body shuddered over top of me as she rolled right into her third orgasm, her mouth hanging open and her eyes closed tightly. The feeling of her pussy pulsing around my shaft drove me straight to the edge, and I grabbed her waist and slammed her up and down four times until finally, I thrusted my hips upward and exploded. My hands were frozen around her waist, and I moaned out, my body jerking upward as my cock pulsed inside of her, my manhood shooting against her juices. Both of our bodies shook in unison, our orgasms trapped together, pulsing up and down our bodies.
Finally, as the muscles relaxed, she collapsed on top of me, her head landing on my shoulder and her breast heaving up and down. We laid there for quite a while, the water lapping at the shore as we gathered our strength and lowered our heart rates. When we finally had both gathered ourselves, I kissed her lips sweetly and helped her get dressed. I picked up the blanket and wrapped it around her, handing her the shoes in the sand and picking her up in my arms, cradling her as we walked back toward the car. We were silent, but it wasn’t awkward. It was a close feeling that I hadn’t felt before between us. She was completely vulnerable in that moment, and she allowed me to take care of her, bringing her exhausted body back to the car.
I carefully sat her in the Jeep and headed back home, pulling in the driveway and smiling over at her as she slept quietly in the passenger seat. I got out and lifted her out, careful not to wake her as I made my way through the house and to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed and undressed her before doing the same for myself and crawling in under the covers. Immediately, she whimpered and pulled herself over on top of me, laying her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her and closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. The night couldn’t have been more perfect, and I knew that this woman had made her way into my heart.
21
Lacey
I could hear the sound of the waves and the squawking of the seagulls before I even opened my eyes. The smell of Caspian’s cologne rang through my nose, reminding me where I was waking up. The night before had been like a dream, making love under the stars on the beach, him carrying me back to the Jeep and then putting me to bed. The sex between us was passionate and raw, and I could barely help myself from getting hot all over again. He had taken me to new heights, once again, and left me completely exhausted. I had curled up in his arms, feeling safer and more comfortable than I ever had with anyone my entire life.
My eyes opened, and I turned over, laying my hand on Caspian’s chest and gently stroking his skin. He groaned softly and took in a deep breath, opening his eyes and smiling as he pulled his arm up over my shoulder. I smiled back, not knowing what to say, but happy that I was still with him.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered.
“Morning, you,” I said, smiling. “I don’t think I have slept that good my entire life.”
“Me too,” he said. “I like having you here in my bed.”
“I could stay here all day, wrapped up in your arms,” I said, stretching. “But you have a little girl to pick up soon.”
“I do,” he said with a smile. “And breakfast to make us.”
“I’m starving,” I said, laughing. “I worked off all that food last night on the beach.”
“I could go for a little more exercise,” he said, rolling over and kissing my neck.
“Oh, me too.” I giggled. “But we can’t. We have things to do, and people waiting on us. Well, people waiting on you. I personally have a giant bathtub at my house waiting to calm my muscles.”
“Alright,” he said, collapsing onto my chest and pouting. “I guess we shall get up.”
He got up out of the bed and walked over to his dresser, pulling out a t-shirt and a pair of plaid boxers. He tossed them over to me and winked, knowing I was not looking forward to putting that dress and heels back on. I pulled the shirt on, that fit me like a dress, and the boxers up. I looked like a Joe Boxer ad from the nineties, and my hair was all over the place.
“Wow.” I laughed, looking in the mirror. “I’m sorry for the craziness going on over here.”
“I think you look sexy,” he whispered in my ear before slapping my ass and walking out of the bedroom. “Eggs and bacon sound good?”
I hurried behind him into the kitchen and sat down at the breakfast bar, feeling the pain in my thighs from the night before.
> “Sounds amazing,” I said.
I sat there watching him as he cooked, feeling like I needed to say something. I knew there would be no perfect timing for this kind of thing, but I didn’t want to wait for too long. I was hoping that since he had opened up to me, and since we had grown closer, I could approach him about surfing, and he would respond positively. Still, my nerves were going crazy, and I didn’t want to ruin the time we had just had. Betty told me to keep pushing, maybe not in so many words, but I knew that to help him, to help us grow, we had to keep moving forward.
“So, I was thinking, since it’s a beautiful day and Bella is at your mom’s, maybe you could take me out to the water and teach me how to surf,” I said, looking down at the counter.
My eyes moved up to where he was stirring the eggs. His hand slowed down, but he didn’t turn around. He just stood there silently. I shifted in my chair, wanting to take it back, but knowing it was too late.
“No,” he said, pausing and then going back to stirring the eggs.
“Why?” I was already invested.
He sighed heavily and pulled the eggs off the stove. He stood there for a second with his hands on the counter, tapping his fingers. I wasn’t sure if he was angry or upset. He turned around and walked over to me, cupping my face in his hands.
“I’m not comfortable with it because I care about you,” he whispered. “You don’t know how it is out there. Anything can happen, especially since you have never done this before. The ocean has a mind of its own, and it rules anything that is in it.”
“Baby,” I said, sighing. “I understand your fears, but I checked. The tide is super low, and it’s probably the safest it can be out there. How else am I supposed to learn?”