“That’s the one in back of the resort, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. It’s the largest of the three lakes on the property.”
Caleigh walked along the railing then inhaled. He was right. The smell of water mixed with pines filled her head with a clean fresh scent. “You mentioned sailing prints. Do you sail?”
“No. I just like the idea of being on the water, out in the open. Such freedom.”
Caleigh finally faced him. His hair lifted gently in the breeze, and she was seized with an urge to touch it. It looked soft. The light from the floor illuminated his prominent cheekbones and the tiny cleft in his chin. He was a strikingly handsome man, different than Hugh, but no less gorgeous. And those eyes…they shone with a light all their own.
“Caleigh, you’re beautiful.”
“Sterling…thank you.” She’d been told that before, but coming from him it sounded more sincere than it had from groping boys in high school and college. This was no boy who stood inches from her, under the stars. This was a man, all grown up and possessing a quiet intensity that she didn’t quite know how to respond to.
“Do you know any of the constellations?” he asked, looking up.
She shook her head, watching his profile. “Not really.”
“There’s the Lyra” He pointed to a parallelogram. “See the ring nebula at the bottom?”
“Oh, how beautiful.”
“Do you see the shape of the lyre?” he asked, taking her hand and tracing it in the air.
“I do now.”
“And over there is Sagittarius. See how those stars form a teacup shape?”
Caleigh laughed. “I never noticed that before. How fascinating.”
“Some years ago I left the resort for a while and traveled, mostly in the desert. You can see everything out there. No light contamination, like you find near cities.”
“I’ve never seen this many stars in any place I’ve lived. Why did you leave the resort?”
Sterling’s expression turned dark. “I had some thinking to do.”
“Sounds ominous.”
“No. It wasn’t like that.”
“What was it then?”
He gave her a long searching gaze, as if trying to decide whether to say anything, but finally searched the sky again. “Have you ever seen a shooting star, Caleigh?”
“No. Have you?”
“Several times. They’re not really stars, you know. They’re the visible paths of meteoroids entering the Earth’s atmosphere.”
Caleigh had to stifle a giggle. He sounded so serious. “You know a lot about heavenly bodies.”
“It’s a beautiful planet. I wonder how many people here realize just how well-designed and unique it is?”
A shudder ran through her body. His tone was almost chastising, as if he were scolding the human race. “I suppose it’s easy for us to take it for granted, although I’m sure no one means to.”
He sighed, then the corners of his mouth turned up. The intensity of his earlier expression melted, replaced with a boyish grin. “Listen to me, going on and on like this. I haven’t asked you anything about your life. Were you born in Philadelphia?”
“Just outside of it, actually. Bryn Mawr. My mother teaches art history, and my father is a mathematics professor at Bryn Mawr College.”
“I see. But you didn’t follow in their legacy?”
“Juilliard was eventually considered an acceptable alternative for their youngest daughter.” She gave him a sideways glance.
“And your siblings?”
Caleigh sighed and leaned back against the railing to watch his face. “Two brothers are overseas. Edgar is in the Navy, and Will is in the US Army Air Corps. Both have wives and toddlers waiting for them to return home when this war ends. My two older sisters are both working their way through graduate school. Aislinn is majoring in physics, and Maire in molecular biology. I’m the artsy one—the one who had to go her own way.”
His gaze traveled over her face, across her bosom and down her legs, then back up again. It was both sexual and curious in nature, as though he were trying to size her up by physical appearance alone. As his eyes bored into hers again, Caleigh had the uncomfortable feeling he could read her thoughts.
“I’ve always admired people who go their own way.” His voice was soft, almost reverent again. “Have you always been interested in singing?”
“I’ve been singing since I can remember. I used to coerce my siblings into helping me put on theatrical performances for the neighbors. My parents were mortified. It was cheap, they said.”
“Did your neighbors enjoy them?”
“Immensely.”
“At least your parents let you attend Juilliard.”
Caleigh snorted. “I’m afraid I didn’t give them much of a choice. I used to sneak out in the evenings to sing in clubs while I was still in high school. I took the train to New York and auditioned for Juilliard without them knowing. Edgar, my oldest brother, came with me. Our parents were steamed when they found out, but when my acceptance letter came in the mail, they finally gave their consent. After a lot of persuasion from Edgar, of course.”
Sterling smiled. “You have what I believe is called moxie.”
Caleigh laughed. “Some people just call is stubbornness.”
“Why not Broadway, then? How did you end up singing in clubs?”
“I preferred it. Broadway is too…cluttered. It was fun to put on shows with my brothers and sisters, but when it came down to rehearsing with an entire cast, I just didn’t pass muster.”
He smiled indulgently. “I find that difficult to believe. You captivated us at your audition. You’re a born performer.”
“By myself, sure. But I fall apart in an ensemble.”
Sterling nodded, his smile still in place. “Ah, I see. You’d rather not share the spotlight.”
Caleigh averted her gaze and chuckled. “You’ve found me out, Mr. Neville. I trust my secret will be safe with you?”
“As safe as it can possibly be. Caleigh is a Gaelic name, is that correct?”
“Yes. The girls were given Irish names, but not the boys. My mother is from Ireland, and that was my father’s compromise to let her hang onto her roots.”
“It’s a pretty name.”
“I like yours, too.” She turned to face him. “So now you know all about me. It’s your turn. Were you born in Illinois?”
Sterling laughed and cut his gaze to the floor. “I’m afraid my history is quite boring compared to yours.” When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes burned with lust. “But I’d love to show you my collection from pirate ships.”
Chapter Four
A shiver ran through Caleigh, although the night was warm. Sterling’s face seemed to glow in the starlight, and his eyes grew large. They called to her, just as the scent of honeysuckle emanating from him drew her in. Taking his hand and allowing him to lead her to his suite seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
She barely noticed the odd assortment of old shipboard items alongside dream catchers and brightly colored woven blankets. Had he picked those up on his travels in the desert? Sterling was a collector. Did he also collect women?
They passed by his collections without a word as he led her down the hall to a large bedroom with a four-poster bed. The windows were open and a soft breeze blew. Caleigh smelled water and pines. She closed her eyes and listened. The songs of tinkling ground crickets and katydids greeted her. It amazed her to be in a place with such pure air that she could hear those sounds six floors up.
Sterling stroked her hair, and Caleigh turned to face him. He’d lit a single candle, and the light was just bright enough to see his eyes, still aglow with soft, green light. He moved his hand from her hair to her face, his touch so gentle she barely felt it. When he bent his head to kiss her, Caleigh drew in a sharp breath as his lips moved over hers. The man knew how to kiss. Her nipples began to tingle, and her clit throbbed. A flood of wetness filled her pant
ies.
The night sounds and smells overwhelmed her senses, and she had a sense of falling into his arms as she wrapped hers around his shoulders. He pulled her closer, and she moaned as his erection pressed against her abdomen. His chinos couldn’t conceal a dick that was long and thick. Caleigh shivered at the thought of it inside her.
She opened her mouth and drew his tongue inside, sucking it hard, and thrusting her own against his. He groaned low and sexy, and the sound only spurred her on. This was really going to happen! This gorgeous, quiet man was going to make love to her.
His hands roamed over her back and ass, massaging her cheeks through the cotton skirt until Caleigh moaned and writhed against his touch. He was still kissing her, and her head swam with decadent thoughts. They flashed past like wisps of a dream, dark and delicious. Caleigh couldn’t remember being this aroused from a kiss and a feel. Her insides burned, and the only thing that would quench the fire was Sterling’s touch.
His kisses became deeper, almost rough, but she didn’t pull away. Instead she pushed closer to his body, rubbing against the cock that bulged in the front of his pants. Her hands moved from his soft hair down his back, and over a perfectly round ass. She gripped his cheeks and pushed him closer still.
He groaned and released her mouth, cupped her face in both hands, and just stared into her eyes. Caleigh found it difficult to take a breath. She wanted to say something but couldn’t form a coherent thought. The only things that kept her from collapsing in a heap on the floor were his eyes. They held her spellbound and captive.
“So beautiful,” he whispered. Before she could react, he picked her up in his arms and laid her gently on the bed behind them. As she watched, he began to remove his shirt. She sat up.
“Let me help.”
He knelt on the bed next to her and she unbuttoned his shirt, slowly, watching his face. A fine sheen of sweat broke out along his hairline. She helped him shrug out of the shirt then removed his undershirt, gasping when she saw the muscles in his arms and chest. He was absolutely perfect, like one of those Greek god statues.
Caleigh ran her hands along his nipples, enjoying the way he threw back his head and gasped at her touch. When she licked them, he tangled his fingers in her hair and pushed her head closer. “I need to see you,” he whispered.
She lifted her head and stood, then untied the belt on her dress. Sterling watched her, his eyes filled with lust and admiration. Caleigh smiled as she unbuttoned the dress. She slipped it off her shoulders then shimmied out of it. She removed her shoes as she freed the skirt from around her ankles.
“Keep going,” he said, his voice raspy and rough.
Caleigh shivered. She undid the hooks on her garter belts, grateful she hadn’t bothered with a girdle. She usually wore them on stage, but hated how restrictive they were. Placing one foot on the bed, she unrolled the stocking slowly. His gaze followed it. When she did the other one, his hand traced a line along her bare thigh as she removed the stocking.
“Don’t stop, Caleigh.”
She tried to take a deep breath but it was impossible. All she could do was stare into his eyes as she unhooked her bra then dropped each strap over her shoulders. She crossed her arms over her breasts for a moment before letting the undergarment drop to the floor.
He sighed loudly as his gaze wandered over her naked breasts. “Perfect. Now the panties.” It was a command, not a suggestion, and the power in his tone sent a wave of desire through Caleigh, so strong she moaned.
She slipped off her panties, watching his face as his eyes roamed over her curls then her bare legs. She was proud of her legs. Long and lean, she’d heard them praised from every lover she’d ever had.
“My turn,” he said, standing. His dick tented the chinos, leading her to wonder if he wore underwear. She watched him slip them off to reveal deep-blue boxers. Those came off quickly, and Caleigh stared open-mouthed at the largest cock she’d ever seen. Red and thick, it was already slick with pre-cum.
“Touch me, Caleigh,” he said.
“Oh, I’ll do more than that, Sterling.” Caleigh dropped to her knees and wrapped both hands around the base. Sterling moaned loudly as she ran her tongue up and down the shaft. She’d never tasted anything so delicious. He was so damn huge she could only fit a few inches inside her mouth, but she sucked greedily, and massaged the base with one hand while stroking his balls with the other.
“Oh!” Sterling cried out loud as he tangled his fingers in her hair and tried to push her head closer. Caleigh relaxed her throat muscles, and was delighted to find she could fit more of him inside that way. He thrust slowly in and out of her mouth. Her pussy was soaking wet now, and the images that assaulted her senses were more delicious than any she’d ever imagined.
He pulled out and took her arms, lifting her to stand. His tongue was inside her mouth again, ravaging her in a deep rough kiss. Hands grasped her breasts, kneading and teasing her nipples. Caleigh squirmed under his touch, wanting more. She wanted him to take her, hard and fast.
She fell back on the bed, or maybe Sterling pushed her? She wasn’t sure, and she didn’t care. He reached over toward the nightstand and opened a drawer. She watched him take out a condom package then spread her legs wide as he ran his hands over her breasts, her abdomen, and finally her soaking-wet pussy.
“Sterling…please…put it on and fuck me.” Caleigh was certain she’d go out of her mind if she didn’t have that massive throbbing dick inside her right fucking now.
“Have patience, my beautiful songbird.” She cried out in frustration as he licked her neck in long slow strokes, sending shock waves straight to her clit. He slowly worked his way to her nipples, teasing them with his teeth and tongue.
Caleigh reached for his dick and wrapped her hands around it, stroking hard, but all he did was continue to lave her breasts with sweet, slow torture. She cried out, but nothing stopped him. When he licked up and down her abdomen, inching lower with each pass, she banged her fists on the mattress. No man had ever made her wait for it, and all it did was increase her arousal.
Decadent images danced through her mind. The air in the room was hot and stifling, and the smell of honeysuckle filled her head. It was like a drug now. She had to have it. The more it infiltrated her senses, the more she needed it.
Sterling clamped his mouth on her clit and sucked hard. When he slid two long fingers inside her pussy, Caleigh exploded in a surprising orgasm that left her breathless and panting. She’d never come so fast in her life. And still he continued to tease her clit and fuck her with his fingers.
His tongue slipped inside her pussy then laved the insides of her thighs. He lifted her bottom slightly and licked the opening to her anus. Caleigh tensed at first, but the sensation was so overwhelming she let him. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. She’d let him do anything he wanted. All he had to do was ask.
Finally he rolled on the condom, his gaze locked on hers. Caleigh swore his eyes were glowing, but this time she didn’t find it unusual or creepy. She couldn’t look away. He caressed the insides of her thighs until she was moaning again then teased the opening to her pussy with his dick. When he plunged inside, Caleigh cried out and wrapped her legs around his muscled thighs.
Sterling put one hand on her left breast, kneading softly, and placed the other over her clit, pushing down with each deep thrust. Caleigh couldn’t believe she was going to come again. She usually had to touch herself and make it fast if she wanted to come while a guy was inside her, but she wouldn't have to do a thing this time. He was doing all the work.
She closed her eyes and welcomed the fullness of Sterling inside her. He had incredible stamina, and she was tired and sore within minutes, but he showed no signs of stopping.
When the second climax tore through her, she screamed and held onto his strong forearms. Her thighs burned from clasping his body so tightly, but she didn’t want him to stop. This was the best sex of her life, and she wasn’t about to do anything to
make him quit.
He waited until her contractions stopped then pulled out. She glanced down, expecting to see that he’d come as well, but his dick was still as swollen as it had been when he’d first rolled on the condom.
“Turn over,” he said.
Caleigh hesitated, and he must have seen the trepidation on her face, because he gently stroked her cheek. “I would never hurt you, Caleigh. I won’t ask you to do anything you don’t want to do.”
How could a girl refuse that? She rolled over and shivered as his hands caressed her ass cheeks, delicately, as if she were made of fine china and might break. “You showed this off in the dress you wore for your audition. Don’t deny it.”
She shuddered at the tone in his voice, so knowing and confident. “You’re right. I did.”
He reached toward the nightstand again and removed a small dark bottle from the drawer. “Such a perfect ass,” he whispered. He rubbed something warm and wet over her cheeks then down her ass crack. The musky scent mixed with the honeysuckle, rendering Caleigh dizzy with pleasure. She grabbed fistfuls of the bed sheet as he circled her anus with a hot, wet finger.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said. “Let me in, Caleigh.” She moaned as he slid his finger into her ass, so slowly the sharp prick of pain was gone almost before she could register it. The floating sensation she’d felt when his tongue had teased that spot intensified, until she craved it. She had to have her entire bottom filled.
His cock slid inside her pussy again while his finger fucked her in the ass. With long deep strokes he thrust in and out of her swollen cunt, until another orgasm was inevitable. Caleigh had never brought herself to climax three times in a row, let alone experienced that many with a man. She gave into the sensations, no longer caring what he did to her, as long as he continued to touch her and fuck her.
She screamed when the orgasm started and hardly noticed when he pulled out and teased the opening to her anus with his cock. His hand moved underneath and rubbed her throbbing clit, prolonging the contractions. When he slid his dick into her puckered hole, there was no pain, only more pleasure as her climax went on and on.
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