by Anna Collins
“You’re a guest in my house, and I would refrain from saying things you can’t take back. This is no way to treat someone who has gone out of his way to bring you here. You may be right, I might not care about Willa, but having her here is giving Leslie more to work with than just my tissue samples and blood. She has already confirmed she is close to a cure for me. I might have been a little too eager to share the news with those who might consider using this to make me step down from my position of power,” Spencer said as he whispered to the man with no neck.
“If we are going to be staying here with you, I think we would be best served to know what is going on. You might think keeping us in the dark is the right thing, but I don’t like secrets. It’s one of my many pet peeves. It’s probably quite common for you to do this, but this is not how you’re going to play things with us. I’m with Tristan and whatever he says I back it up,” I said as I stood my ground, even though my strength was not at 100%. I probably should have been resting and not pick a fight.
“I might be of the old school, but no woman is going to talk to me like that and get away with it. It would be in your best interest to leave my sight before I decide against my better judgment to let you go. If you really need to know then let me be quite clear about what is going on. There are people who are trying to usurp my power base, and they have recently learned I have taken a turn for the better. They are coming here. They won’t let anybody stand in their way, and they will consider you complicit and deal with you accordingly. This may not be what you want to hear, but I’m afraid this is unavoidable. I had to show the results were irrefutable and Leslie was quite helpful in this regard. I inadvertently found out who my enemy is. I thought he was a loyal friend and confidant,” Spencer said with a bit of spittle flying in the air with his determination to make us see things were dire.
“I know how to fire a gun. Give me a weapon, and I’ll help you protect what is yours. I was in the Marines in my younger days. I’m not exactly an old man. There are no records of it, everything I did was expunged, and my record was cleaned. I can’t go into any more detail than that. Everything I did is classified and for authorized eyes only. I’m not proud of those three years, but I think I did a lot of good to keep our freedom from falling into the wrong hands,” Tristan said as I wondered about his air of superiority and the way he stood ramrod stiff like a soldier in training.
“I’ve always considered myself someone who didn’t take any chances. I always have a backup plan. You think your time in the Marines was off the books, but I have friends in high places. I don’t know much, but I have been told if anybody is going to be found in a foxhole then they would want you to be there with them. I’m not sure what you did to garner that kind of loyalty and respect, but it had to be quite a feat to get them to talk about you like you were the second coming,” Spencer said as he looked at Tristan like there was nothing he could hide from him.
“I can help you fortify this house and get it ready for the enemy. How much time do we have before they get here?” Tristan said as Spencer raised five fingers to indicate we had 5 hours before they would make it through the dangerous terrain.
Chapter 15
I looked at the chlorine blue water, and I dove in with no need for a swimsuit. Leslie had made me curious enough to go searching for the Olympic-sized pool she had mentioned in passing. I didn’t have a suit, but I didn’t let that stop me from letting the cool effects of the water caress my skin.
I swam across to the other side with long strides of my arms until I was surfacing to find Tristan was standing there completely enamored. The water was clear enough he could see my naked body. We still had 4 hours before all hell was going to break loose. This wasn’t even our fight, to begin with, but it appeared we were in the middle of things whether we liked it or not.
“I still don’t know how you can go swimming at a time like this. We should be getting ready, going through maneuvers and finding the best way to give them the fight of a lifetime,” Tristan said as he took off his shirt. Hiss bronze skin made me want to trace each and every one of his muscles with my tongue until I found the one I was most interested in.
“Facing life and death might be a daunting task for most, but I don’t have anything left to lose. It might sound defeatist, but it’s not like that. I’m learning through no fault of my own life has a funny way of making decisions for you. I thought it was high time I started making my own decisions. I heard what Leslie said about this pool, and I had no qualms about coming down here and checking it out for myself. If we are through with the 20 questions, I think you should take off your pants and join me. By the way, I would seriously suggest the underwear goes along for the ride,” I said as I was baiting him, floating on my back and spreading my legs to give him the incentive to come in where the water was warm to the touch.
“I really should be getting back and helping Spencer’s men. I know I should, but there’s no way I can with a beautiful, sexy and naked woman floating in the water right in front of me. This is not a good idea, but I see no reason why we can’t have a bit of fun. You seem to have a bit more color in your cheeks, and we should take advantage of that before…well…forget I said anything,” Tristan said as he peeled off his pants leaving on a pair of underwear which left very little to the imagination.
He turned his back on me, moving his underwear down revealing his well-formed ass cheeks. They were symmetrical to his body. He had these formed hard packed globes I would be a damn fool not to notice. I knew I was pressing my luck. There was a possibility we wouldn’t be able to get out of this one. Seeing I was already going to die, going down in a blaze of Glory seemed like an ending I could sink my teeth into. I had a bad case, and my fever was returning, but not because of the poison running through my veins.
“Don’t take me for being shy. Turn around and let me see what you are hiding from me. You know I have already had the fortune to witness it for myself. I have to say any girl would be happy to be acquainted with such a piece of hardware. You don’t have to tell me what I got, but I would love to see it again,” I said as if I was prepared for the swinging baseball bat which collided with my vision when he turned and presented himself for inspection.
“I don’t know how you get me to do these things. I shouldn’t even let you have this power over me. You don’t even have to try. I will practically do anything you want,” He said as he dangled his feet in the water with the monument of a man standing like an unfurled flag waving in the breeze.
The slapping of the water as my hands made contact was making me anxious to touch him. I was getting closer, and that sweet piece was calling my name. There was no way I was going to resist his natural sexual charisma shining through like a beacon of light.
I got up to his legs and held on. I spread his knees so I could see the plum sized objects. They looked like they were more than prepared for what was to come. I gave him a look, moved in for the kill and touched him with a grazing motion which had him buying what I was selling. I grabbed him abruptly, held onto him firmly and the heat from his shaft made it very difficult for me to let go.
“I am feeling a whole lot better. I have no idea how long this is going to last. I would like to take my time, seduce you some more with words of encouragement and sly looks of approval. Unfortunately, we already know I’m not well. It took a health scare like this to make me realize what I have been missing in my life,” I said as I stroked his member with my fingers molding him like clay in my hand.
“You’re a woman who makes me feel like I’m powerless. The way you look at me melts my resistance. It leaves me in your capable hands. I have had a lot of darkness in my life, and there’s never been anybody to get close enough. There is a glint of light coming from your smoldering bedroom eyes. You don’t see me like others do. You see a desirable man. I’m something you want, and you’re just the woman to go after it. I do have blood on my hands metaphorically and literally. I can’t wipe it away. I have to live with what I have d
one for the rest of my life,” Tristan said as I worked my way up to the top and then back down again with slower and unrushed strokes to fuel him into a sexual rage.
“I have never been able to make those hard decisions. It made me feel like I was disappointing my father when I left the restaurant and went into making my own jewelry. The only thing I wish is that we met under better circumstances,” I said while blowing warm air along the edges of his shaft to see the head was now ballooned and ready to feel my touch. I went to him, and I could only hope we had all night but knew in my heart there was no way we could revel in this debauchery for hours on end.
“I don’t want to do anything that’s going to hurt you. Tell me if it’s too much and I will stop. It doesn’t matter if you give me a case of blue balls or not. They are quite swollen, but your health is more important than a silly orgasm which will be over with too soon. Don’t get me wrong, I love any kind of pleasure you can give me, but I don’t want to do anything you feel you’re not strong enough for,” Tristan said as I got a little closer and then stuck out my tongue like a snapping turtle.
I ran the length of it up along that vein in the back, pressing down on it heavily until I was whitewashing the head with my spit. I drooled down the sides, using my hands to massage it into his quivering flesh.
“You have no idea how much it was taking not to just jump you. The one thing I can say is there’s no reason to feel boredom when I’m with you. I don’t want to think of you as just a memory. I’m going to give you my solemn vow you will live to fight another day. I can’t believe I found you. It would pain me more than you could ever know if I lost you,” he said as I looked at him and let him know without saying a word this was not the time to be maudlin.
My mouth parted, dropped down and began to let his cock sink into the warm confines of my lips. He stretched my jaw and made me feel this desperate need to deep throat him. I saw the look on his face as his balls were nestled against my chin. I could see he was feeling the infectious need to end this early. I thought I could slow him down, but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t like I was in any position to stop him.
I tried with two fingers pressing against his shaft, but he was already too far gone. His knob let go of what was being stored up in his balls. That sweet release was several times coming, and I kept up with the demand sealing my lips around the base. I gobbled him down to the root, letting the last of his syrup dwindle to nothing.
I was at a critical junction, and my hand was poised to bring me the same relief I had given him. He lifted me out of the water with droplets flying everywhere and my skin glistening. The watered danced along my skin as I lay on top of him and felt his fire for me had not been fully extinguished.
“I can tell you are ready. Sit on my cock and let me see your beautiful body bouncing up and down. I want to witness the buildup and then the subsequent explosion that will have you at a loss for words,” Tristan said as I was kneeling with my feet firmly planted on the tile which was now wet and slippery to the touch.
“I made you wait long enough. I just need some assurance this is not going to be our swan song. I suppose it depends on my condition whether I will be able to do this again. I know the injection is only masking the symptoms, but I don’t like being dependent on any drug. It might be minimal, but there’s still the possibility of addiction,” I said as I hovered over on top of him with droplets of water now dripping onto his stick of dynamite.
I could tell there was no way his fuse was going to be put out unless of course, I took the opportunity to suffocate the flame. I did this by letting the head kiss my lips, force feeding me a beef injection that came with a creamy center I was going to have to work to find. He had already gone off once and the second time was going to be a measure of his stamina.
“I can feel every inch sliding in between your lips. I watch, and I am mesmerized by the way you open up for me. I have deep respect for you as a woman and as someone who is not going to allow her own mortality to be her downfall. Fuck…this is so…tight it’s hard to imagine you have ever been with anybody,” he said as I was holding him tight, squeezing with those internal muscles to remind him no woman was going to stand up to the likes of me.
“Some men I have been with say I was born for this, but I don’t necessarily see it that way. I like sex, and any woman who says otherwise is either lying to someone specific or lying to herself. It could be they haven’t found the right guy to make them scream in exquisite pleasure,” I put my hand on his chest, and I used the other one to pull his hair, so he was in a sitting position. He was kissing me with a fervor which made me grind in a circular motion to rub me the right way.
There was always something there between us. It was the indescribable feeling of what I saw in his eyes that made me susceptible to his charms. He knew exactly how to leave me speechless. I had accommodated his full girth. I could feel his hard on wedging in between something that didn’t seem likely to take something of his magnitude. It felt like I had known him all of my life.
It was hard to think about dying when my body was being inflicted with a kind of pleasure a woman would be begging their significant other for. I was rapidly losing time and finding a way to live was exhausting. I wondered if too much wine and song would be too much to ask for. I wanted to celebrate my life and sliding up and down on his lap was a good way to do that.
“My god…if you could only feel what I’m feeling right now only then would you be able to understand. I’m sure you’re thinking the same thing. If only we could walk in each other’s shoes for an hour,” Tristan said with his body giving me what I needed the most…him.
“I was hoping… Fuck… Fuck… I could give you my friendship and then my body. I’m doing what I can…yes…my god…bury that sword in me and I promise I will drain you of whatever you have been hiding from me,” I said as he grunted with every move into my body. I was coming down on him heavily and without mercy.
The mushroom head had touched where no man had ever dared to go. His size was impressive, and it put the other guys I had been with to shame. Tristan had the type of equipment which could lay the kind of pipe a woman was looking for. It wasn’t just the motion of his hips, but it was also the delivery of his hungry eyes that made me want to finish him off.
He took hold of my hips and held me steady while he worked into a different gear all together. His shaft was stabbing deep into the core of my being. I felt like I had blossomed and had been transformed into the woman I had always wanted to be. I sat still and let his shaft rub up against my mound to lengthen the pleasure I was receiving.
“Oh, my God… I have no words that can possibly convey to you the way I feel. This was more fulfilling than any other time I’ve had with a man. YES… YES… YES… YESSSSSS,” his body was a marvel to see and experience. This was one of those moments. He was the bad boy type who left me breathing heavy and lying prone against his body with my head on his shoulder.
“I have been dazzled by the beauty of it all. We might live in dangerous times, but we have managed to eke out a little bit of our own happiness. Damn…the heat has only gotten worse from the moment I started,” Tristan said as I let him have control of my body.
“I can’t get my breath, but I don’t really care. Oh, god…here it comes again… AHHHHH,” This time, I was unable to lift from my position.
Tristan had his hands latched onto my ass, and he was using my body for the ultimate pleasure. I soon found myself with my legs over his shoulders, lying there with him driving into me with short and hard strokes of his manhood. Each time he pushed it into me all the way to the balls, there was a feeling which superseded all others. I gasped with my body giving him the sweet sap of my sex covering him from the head all the way down to the balls.
“I have to say holding back the flood lets me see you as a man who can go the distance. You can feel me wrapped around you in a tight wet glove taking no prisoners. Let me be the first to warn you, you are not going to make it very much further
,” I said looking at him, seeing he really didn’t believe me.
“It doesn’t matter what you…do. I will decide when and if I… CUM,” Tristan said with my heels behind him my legs locked in place.
I gave as well as I got, even though I didn’t have the same energy he did. I made up for that with the way I scratched his chest and purposely gave attention to his nipples. I had him in a tight vise which included the walls closing in on him and my body pushing up to meet him on each stroke. I could feel he was drawing close to the end. His eyes confirmed he wasn’t able to fight back any longer.
Each time he bottomed out, I would throw back my head and let go with a scream which would even wake the dead. I saw Leslie standing there watching intently with both of her eyes open as if she didn’t want to blink and miss something. My body was abused in a good way. I felt the chafing of his thighs against my own. I could feel the hairs on his chest tickling my nipples.