by Lucia Jordan
Chapter Three
“There’s something to be said for having a house by the beach, after all,” Scott said, gazing at the sunset dipping behind the sea. They were lying on a soft blanket, watching the red ball of the sun drop beyond the horizon. It was also their last night at the cabin, and Kelly was already very sad to leave it.
“When I’m rich, I shall buy this place,” Kelly mused. “And I’ll get a job where I can live here all the time… Selling sea shells or something.”
“By the sea shore?” Scott teased.
“Obviously,” Kelly rolled her eyes. “And you’d come visit me, right?”
“Well, maybe you’d like to be stay longer?” Scott asked as the sun finally disappeared. The warmth of the night seemed to drop immediately.
“Yes,” Kelly whispered. “I would like that.”
Scott propped himself up on an elbow and gazed at the woman next to him. “Has this weekend helped? Helped you to clear your mind?”
“Definitely,” Kelly nodded up at him. “I can see things much more clearly, now.”
“So what would you say if I… If I said something to you?”
“That would depend on what was said.”
“What if I said… I love you?”
“I don’t know, you’d have to say it properly…” Kelly teased. Scott leaned over her and took her face into his large, soft hands.
“Kelly… I love you, very, very, much,” he said, planting a kiss on her forehead.
“Well, that’s fortunate,” she said, choking back a sob. “Because… because I think I’m falling in love with you, too.”
“That’s good enough for me,” Scott said, pressing their heads together. He stroked her hair and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. She responded eagerly, opening her mouth slightly to receive his tongue, which probed gently and delicately in her mouth. She felt the thrill of being in a public place as Scott’s hands trailed down her blouse and gently squeezed her breast, bringing her nipples to a proud, erect point, both visible through her shirt. Kelly sighed as Scott popped her buttons open one by one, revealing the crisp white cotton and lace lingerie that she had bought especially for their trip.
His soft hair tickled Kelly slightly and she smiled wider, loving being so close – physically and emotionally to her man.
Scott eased Kelly’s top and bra off, so she lay naked from the waist up on the sand. She felt the bite and rub of the grains on her skin, but the moon was rising into the starry sky and she did not care about the friction of the sand – she only wanted to drown in Scott’s deep eyes.
He kissed her again deeply and slipped a hand up her skirt, hooking her underwear down below her knees as their tongues danced and prodded eagerly. His fingers brushed over her sex, feeling the beginning of wetness there, and as he stroked over her labia, they began to swell and her wetness increased, slicking his strokes over her sex until she was wet enough for him to slide a finger inside her, feeling her warmth, wetness and tightening passage as her vagina gripped the tiny intrusion, wishing it were something bigger and more satisfying.
Scott lowered his head and gently sucked on Kelly’s nipples as he pleasured her g-spot, reaching upwards, deep within her to rub over that spongy, secret spot of pleasure. Kelly felt bolts like electricity run over her skin, from her brain, to her nipples, to her cunt and back again. She moaned and moved a little on the sand.
“Stay still,” Scott said deeply. “I want you to feel every little bit of this,” he used his teeth minutely on her sensitive nipple, making her cry out into the darkness of the night. The moon illuminated hr skin, making her look pale and more beautiful than ever.
“That’s… oh, god, that’s so…” she sighed as Scott flicked his fingers over her g-spot over and over again until she was sighing, squirming and gasping out for release. But instead of fingerfucking her to her climax, Scott changed tactics and withdrew from her sex and instead began to rub her clitoris. Already swollen from the pleasure coming from her g-spot, the secret little spot spasmed and twitched as Scott stroked it delicately but with purpose. Kelly moaned softly, holding her legs wide open for Scott to pleasure her completely, and he kept his teeth and tongue working on her breasts and nipples, to double her sensations and send them tingling all over her body.
As she cried out, Scott quickened his pace and worked her clitoris furiously until at last, Kelly’s orgasm broke over her like the waves on the rocks below, leaving her covered in tiny sweat droplets, utterly exhausted on the sand, which clung to her like a second skin.
“I want you,” she sighed, reaching for her man. Scott grinned widely, but did not waste another moment. He left his t-shirt on, but pulled his shorts down and released his cock, which had been straining against the cotton barrier. Kelly’s eyes opened widely as she took in the organ – larger than she had ever seen it, with a pulsing, hot pink head she desired now more than ever. She wanted the enormous object buried inside her, and so wantonly reached for it.
Scott did not deny her what she wanted. He took hold of her legs and spread them widely to accommodate his cock. Then without warning, he effortlessly slid inside her. Kelly gasped at the width and girth of the cock inside her. It was as though Scott had been holding back for all those weeks they had fucked, and now she was getting a taste of the real thing.
She felt stretched and full beyond her wildest desires. She could feel the smooth, pliable skin of the shaft and the difference of the smooth head and foreskin of the uncut man. It was divine – she tightened her cunt and held onto him inside her, whilst their eyes met fiercely, staring deep into each other’s souls.
Scott stayed still inside Kelly as her cunt expanded and softened around his hardness. He took in the flush of her skin – the way her pupils were dilated and how her chest heaved. He loved how she was completely full of him – filled as much as she ever could be.
As he started to thrust, Kelly gasped and gripped fiercely onto his back, digging her nails in slightly as Scott moved slowly, yet expertly inside her, bringing new ways to pleasure her to light. She felt the hardness within her retreat ever so slightly before once again filled her completely, and then a little further, and further, until Scott was slowly, teasingly withdrawing to almost his tip, and then plunging deeply back into the vacuum and emptiness he had created. Below him, Kelly bit her lip as her cunt fluttered and trembled around the most delicious of intrusions.
Chapter Four
Scott kept up his slow and steady pace, keeping Kelly on the edge of a second orgasm the whole while. She gripped onto his muscular back and tensed herself to heighten the sensations whilst allowing the thick, ready cock to slide and glide in and out of her. She felt the heat from the throbbing organ and ground her hips on the sand to enhance her pleasure.
Feeling her frustrations, Scott increased his pace, sliding in and out of her slick and wet passage with ease, stroking her vagina to a heated passion that threatened to let go at any moment. As she began to squeak with pleasure, the man pounded hard and fast into his woman as she lay, spread-eagled on the beach. The wet, slapping sound of their fucking was the only sound on the edge of the shore, and the moonlight was their only illumination. Feeling the fierce pounding and thrusts of his cock, Kelly’s resolve finally broke, and her legs hit the sandy ground as she climaxed hard and fast. Her cunt gripped and swelled around the organ, and she moved her hips easily, riding Scott until the fulfilment of her desires.
Scott allowed her to rest for only a few seconds before withdrawing his erection and unceremonially flipping her over onto her stomach. Kelly’s back and buttocks were encased in sand like some sort of textured painting. He brushed some of the sand off her buttocks and ran a finger from her dripping cunt to her anus, dipping into her most secret of passages, lubricating the inside, and making scissoring motions, beginning to stretch it out.
Kelly whimpered and moaned gently as Scott’s fingers explored her ass, making it as wet as her cunt with her own juices. She was so wet there was enough fo
r Scott to coat his cock in the natural, slippery pussy juices, and position the head of his large cock at the entrance to her ass. Kelly relaxed as she felt the pressure, inviting him in.
With the slightest force, Scott’s cock slipped inside Kelly’s anus. He paused as his very hard erection tensed and pulsed at the delicious tightness, aware that he did not want to spoil this game before it was over. As Kelly’s sphincter relaxed, Scott applied the smallest amount of pressure to slip, millimetre by millimetre inside Kelly’s ass. It was tighter and hotter than either of them had ever felt before, and Kelly bit her lip to keep from crying out. She wanted, no, needed Scott to be buried inside her ass, as deep as he could, but to get there, she had to feel the fire, first.
The young woman heard her lover gasp and hiss as he tried to keep himself under control. She knew the urge to thrust must be astounding, but he wasn’t going to hurt her. After what seemed like an age, she felt the warm skin of Scott’s pelvis touch her buttocks and she knew he was completely sheathed inside, as far as he could go. Scott touched her dripping cunt again and added more of her juices to his cock as he withdrew, lubricating his shaft and beginning slow, purposeful strokes of pleasure. Kelly sighed with relief as she felt her cunt contract and respond to her ass being fucked and she squealed in delight as Scott reached around to massage her clitoris at the same time as sensually fucking her ass. She held her own buttocks apart with her hands, allowing him deeper access and an easier time thrusting deep inside her. It was a different kind of pleasure – there was more of a burning edge to the sensuality than a wet, stickiness. But Kelly loved it – she loved being so close to Scott and revealing her whole self to him. She knew he loved fucking her ass, and she knew that by experiencing it, she was removing the need for any secrets between them.
Scott increased his pace as Kelly’s ass relaxed, sucking in his erection. From the twitching of his cock, Kelly could feel in her insides that her man had to be very close to his own climax. Concentrating hard, she tensed and built up her own feelings into a tight ball of electricity and emotion that swept over her as she felt the familiar heat from Scott’s ejaculation spill inside her. Scott threw back his head and roared with feeling as he climaxed, still fucking the tight hole of Kelly’s ass, and she came, too, from his fingers rubbing over her wet and swollen clitoris.
The sensations were too much. Kelly was beyond exhausted and her limbs gave way, crashing onto the sand that was now becoming wet from the approaching tide. The sea washed over their feet as the couple lay in a tangle of limbs in the wash. Scott stayed buried inside his lover and Kelly was too tired to think about moving. She was satisfied, happy, and she even thought she felt some ghost of a feeling or emotion flutter around her heart. Was it what she thought it was?
Now wasn’t the time. As the sea splashed over them a second time, Scott sat up, laughing at the situation.
“How long were we out here?” he laughed. The lights of the beach houses were just tiny fireflies in the distance, and the only light on the beach was provided by the moon.
“I don’t know. I don’t care,” Kelly said, sitting up too. Her hair had sand in it and she was covered in the grains almost all over her body. “Jeez, that was fucking incredible.”
“Come on,” Scott took hold of her hand and pulled her up, pushing off the remains of her skirt and tearing off his t-shirt. “I’ve always wanted to do this!”
“Ha ha! That’s amazing!” Kelly let herself be pulled into the sea, running along the deep sand until the water washed over their thighs, hips and waists. Scott let go and dived in, coming up roaring with laughter – his body gleaming like an Adonis in the light of the celestial moon. He shook the salty seawater from his hair and swam back over to Kelly who was standing a little nervously.
“Don’t you like the sea?” he grinned.
“I love it. I’m just not a great swimmer,” she said.
“I’ll show you,” and he took hold of her waist and shoulders and lay her soft, toned body out, face-up in the lapping water. Kelly tensed at first, but then relaxed as she felt the comforting swell of the waves. Scott’s hands supported her perfectly and she felt utterly weightless.
“I love you, you know,” Scott said as he floated her away from the deeper water. He leaned down and kissed her closed eyes. Kelly smiled as the feather-light touch.
“I know,” she said. She felt so utterly safe, what was there to be gained from not giving in to her feelings now? It was true – outside of this perfect weekend was work, stress, bills, and even the trouble she was having with Jake, but none of that seemed to matter when she was with Scott. Wasn’t that how it was supposed to be? The perfect man who made you feel perfect? With perfect words, perfect sex and a potentially perfect future?
Kelly opened her eyes and looked up at Scott. His dark eyes shone in the darkness, and his sculpted, marble-like body was gleaming with the water from the sea. She felt s safe in his hands.
“Scott?” she said. “I love you, too,” and she kept her eyes fixed onto his to watch his reaction. Scott’s eyes opened wide and he picked the woman up, out of the water, embracing their naked bodies together in a sea-kissed hug.
“You do? You’re not just saying that?”
“No, I really do love you, Scott. It’s only now that I’ve been able to really come to terms with it. You take all my troubles away, and that’s so easy to see, out here. I wish this weekend would never end, I really do!”
“Well, that’s lucky,” Scott grinned. “Because I’ve enjoyed this weekend at the beach house so much I’ve offered to buy it from my friend. What do you think of that?”
“Really? Oh my god, that’s wonderful!”
“So we could live here, forever, if you wanted?”
“Selling sea shells?” she teased.
“Whatever you want to do,” he kissed her deeply. “I want us to make our own Happy Ever After.”
“You’ve made a good start already,” Kelly said as the moon vanished behind a cloud, hiding their renewed passion from the world.
The Proposition Series
Book 1: The Proposition
Chapter One
Megan knew there was something different about him the moment they were introduced.
No, it wasn’t just his blinding good looks. It wasn’t even his money or the obviously expensive clothes he wore. It was more about the power he exuded; the sensation that he was some lethal beast barely holding himself back from seizing his suspected prey.
Oh fuck he’s hot, she thought, as she shook hands with Heath Mayer. She’d heard about their chief exec being quite the hunk, but did anyone have the right to be so freaking sexy? He just had to breathe and he was any girl’s hottest fantasy.
Above six feet tall, wide shoulders, narrow waist – all round solid, hard. He had the kind of arresting face you’d see on any of those high fashion men’s magazines. Brooding good looks with the chiseled jaw and smoky eyes. His were a piercing grey, with hair so dark it seemed to have blue streaks in them. He had on a three piece suit that fit him perfectly, and gave the impression that his clothes cost more than Megan earned in a year.
“This is Miss Kerry,” her superior, the VP of sales and marketing, was saying as he introduced her to the owner and CEO of the company. She shook hands with the hunky Heath Mayer, and it was all Megan could do to focus on anything or anyone else but the specimen of utter male beauty standing before her. Her normally well collected, sensible brain almost shut down as she blinked beneath his arresting grey stare.
“Ah, this is the talented market strategist we have on our team,” Heath Mayer said, finally releasing her hand. It was only then that Megan remembered to breathe again. Whoa, his touch had sent an electric charge up her arm – making her feel more alive than she had in a long time. His photos simply had never done him justice, she thought firmly to herself. She remembered catching glimpses of his picture in society magazines, newspapers and even once she’d seen him on TV. But nothing had prepared her for meetin
g her boss face to face.
“Thank you, Mr. Mayer; I’m honored you invited me to head office to plan the new sales structure for the company,” she said politely in reply at last.
“Lionel already told me you’re the best we have – probably the best in the city,” Heath drawled as he indicated a seat in the spacious, ultra-modern office. “I hope we’re paying you enough to ensure we don’t get you nicked away by the competition.”
“I doubt anyone could offer me enough to make me want to leave my job at Mayer Consulting. I love working for you, sir.”
Megan almost wanted to bite her lip at her gushing words. But then he suddenly smiled, and it was like the whole world was just blinding light for a second.
“I’m glad to be able to impact my employee to such level of loyalty. Well, why don’t we sit down and the meeting can get under way?”
*
The meeting was a very brief one. After all, Heath Mayer was a multi-millionaire financial whiz with the world at his feet, clamoring for his attention. His secretary had managed to hold all calls but it was obvious he had little time for the brief pep talk he’d called them in for.
“Look, I already like what you guys in sales are doing for the company. Whatever it is, it’s working. I just felt like there were a few tweaks I’d like us to overview. So tell you what,” he said casually, rising to his feet. Both Megan and her boss Lionel also hurried to stand as Heath Mayer buttoned up his suit, “Why don’t we fix some kind of business lunch, Miss Kerry, where you can run things by me one more time? After all, the whole plan is your baby, so I’d like you to make the presentation to me as soon as possible. How about Thursday? I have a free lunch hour then.”