by Dani Marie
Tori carefully didn’t talk much about herself, not wanting to ruin the new found confidence with tales of her boring, sheltered life in small town USA. She did tell Vic that she worked at a court house and they exchanged funny stories and spent the time getting to know a little about each other.
Although Vic wanted to know more, he realized she wasn’t ready to talk and they were both feeling comfortable with each other when they went for a short walk after lunch. There was a great park across from the café and they strolled through it toward the pond to watch the ducks.
Tori moved in front of Vic and pressed back against him as they stood there, wanting to feel his big body against hers. His arms were around her holding her with his fingers softly stroking the skin just under her blouse where his hands were laying.
“Let’s head home, before I get arrested for making love to you right here on the grass,” Vic whispered in Tori’s ear and they turned and headed back to the car.
During the short drive back to the apartment, Tori took advantage of Vic’s being busy driving by stoking him through his jean, along his thighs and basically pushing him past the point of the nice slow loving he had planned. The ride in the elevator was interesting and Vic was glad he knew there weren’t any cameras. Their kisses were hot and neither of them could keep their hands off of each other. It took Vic two times to get his key to work in the lock he was so distracted by Tori’s fingernails scoring against him through the material of his jeans.
When she whispered that she wanted to taste him, he thought he’d explode right there before even getting in the door. But, finally the door was open and they moved inside. That was as far as they got. Neither of them heard the noises from inside the apartment as Vic closed the door, pressing Tori against it and kissing her hard. His hands slide her skirt up to her waist unwilling to stop the kiss. He was glad he had torn her panties earlier and then had enjoyed knowing she wasn’t wearing any all through lunch. Soon he was undoing her blouse, pushing up the camisole and had her bra unclasped before they took their first breath. With the second kiss, Vic’s hands slid under Tori’s bottom and lifted her. Tori wrapped her legs around Vic and smiled in surprise to realize that somehow he’d undone his jeans and they were down around his ankles. Vic rubbed the head of his shaft against Tori just enough to make sure she was wet and ready, which she was. With one thrust he was inside her and they both moaned into another deep kiss. Vic was thrusting hard and Tori was holding on, eyes closed, back arched as an orgasm violently rocked through them both. They weren’t quiet, it wasn’t pretty or gentle, it was wicked, hot and amazingly fantastic. The sound of their pleasure hadn’t even subsided when a “hummm humm” was heard behind Vic’s back. Vic and Tori both froze.
Tori didn’t want to but she couldn’t help herself, she opened her eyes and there were two men she didn’t know looking at them in shock. The older man was trying to look solemn but the smile in his eyes was there. The younger man, several years younger than Vic’s 36 was smiling broadly and openly leering at the taboo scene in front of him. Tori groaned when another even younger man rounded the corner, came to a sliding stop and gaped at the scene. She closed her eyes deciding avoidance was the best plan.
Vic was trying to regain some of his senses but damn this woman made him lose his mind. He realized that it had to be his dad and from the snickers knew both his half-brothers had caught him in this surprising position. Slowly he withdrew from Tori’s body, smiling softly as he heard the ever so soft whimper she made as he did. It sounded like regret and he liked that, her not wanting him to leave her body. Yeah, he liked that a lot.
Vic pulled the ends of Tori’s bra together and fastened it, which Tori was grateful for since she wasn’t sure her fingers would have been capable yet. He then straightened her camisole and blouse as he pulled her skirt down to cover her upper thighs. Once she was decent again he stepped back and bent to pull up and fasten his jeans.
Then Vic turned to face his family. Tori didn’t move she just stood behind Vic and leaned against him, mortified. What kind of woman had she become? She doubted she could turn any redder and that was saying something considering how fair her skin was.
“Didn’t expect you guys here this afternoon,” Vic said glaring at his brothers who were obviously trying to get a better look at Tori.
“We can see that,” said his Dad.
“Can we see it again?” asked Chad, the youngest with a chuckle.
That earned a growl from Vic that had a delicious effect on Tori. Oh goodness, who knew a growl could turn a woman on? She’d have to remember that, she thought as she continued to wait, hiding behind Vic.
Vic reached behind him and brought the blushing woman to his side and as if they hadn’t just been caught making love against the door and introduced her to his family.
Ben, the dad, was an older version of Vic, a bit thicker around the belly, less toned and graying slightly but still a very handsome and fit man. The boys, both much younger than Vic, had a different look to their features. Tori figure Clint to be about mid 20’s and Chad not long out of high school.
They all went to the living room after the introductions and normal family chatter began although there were several questioning looks sent Tori’s way.
Soon enough, a football game (the reason for the visit) came on and the Denver Bronco’s proceeded to annihilate the San Diego Chargers, Tori began to relax, even enjoying the game. Tori was a closet football fan and the Broncos were her favorite team. By the time the game was over, she was yelling right along with the men and when the game was over and they’d won, somehow she found herself sitting sideways on Vic’s lap either giving or getting a victory kiss. Tori wasn’t sure who was giving or receiving, but that kiss was turning her insides to mush. Another cough and some more laughs brought an end to the kiss and as Vic stood Tori up and then stood himself, the family began the trek to the door.
The boys told Tori goodbye and thanked her for teasing and blackmailing material on their older brother. Ben just smiled, and said he was pleased to meet her and that Vic had better bring her over to the house soon because Betty was going to drive him crazy with questions.
It was now early evening and Tori needed a shower and a change of clothes. Vic offered to take her home, still unaware she didn’t live in the city. When they got to the car, Tori directed him to the hotel she was staying in and invited him in.
His smile was wicked. Vic had a thing about hotel rooms, they were just made for wild sex. There was something naughty about them, something about wondering if the people in the next room could hear you, knowing that the cleaning crew would be able to smell the scent of sex the next day that just turned him on to no end.
Tori wasn’t sure what the smile was about, but already knew what the gleam in his eyes meant. She might be new at this, but she was a quick learner. In the hotel, Tori opened the door and they walked into the basic hotel room that had two queen beds but surprisingly enough a large walk in type shower instead of a tub.
Tori was feeling a little unsure about the next step, it was late and she didn’t know what Vic’s plans for the evening were. “Will you stay?” she asked. Vic pulled her into his arms and kissed her. “You’ll have to ask me to leave, haven’t you figured that out yet?” he replied. With that, Tori once again relaxed and was determined to enjoy herself while she could.
After the day’s events, Tori knew she needed a shower and offered Vic the remote to the television as she headed that way. Vic smiled and watched her go into the bathroom and close the door. He waited until he heard the shower start, then the door to the shower close before he stood up and began undressing. She was in there naked and he wasn’t going to waste that opportunity.
Tori didn’t hear the bathroom door open, but she did hear the shower door and turned toward it with a small squeak of alarm. Then she saw Vic there, naked, hard and smiling. Tori shook her head with a wicked little chuckle and stepped back to give him room to join her.
; Tori had never contemplated just how erotic it would feel to have every inch of her body soaped and rinsed by a lover. Then again, she would have blushed at just the thought of being naked with a man before. Every hard plane of his body felt wonderful to her. She loved that he was hard where she was soft and enjoyed exploring his body with her fingers. She couldn’t decide if the bath earlier or the shower now was more erotic, she loved both experiences with this sexy man.
Eventually, Vic couldn’t let her continue and turned her away from him with his hands placing her hands on the wall of the shower with her back to his front. “Keep those there,” he whispered to her. He then slid his hands up her arms and across her chest to cup her breasts. They were the perfect size he thought as his fingers teased the nipples and he pressed his body against hers. Tori kept making those soft noises that she couldn’t seem to help making whenever Vic touched her. She pressed back against him, inviting him, urging him to move faster, asking for more with her movements.
One of Vic’s hands moved slowly down Tori’s body, over her belly and farther down cupping her mound. The soft hair was wet from the shower and from her need. His fingers slipped through her folds and into the waiting heat of her body. She bucked against them and he felt her muscle tighten around his fingers and thought about how good it would feel when she does that with him inside her.
Teasing Tori’s further and sliding his fingers back into her waiting heat, Vic continued until he felt her first orgasm start. Before the quivering subsided, Vic was pressing Tori’s back down, bending her at the waist and used his legs to spread her thighs apart for him. He slid one hand under one of her legs and lifted it, holding it up, opening her even more for him. With his other hand he guided himself into her.
They found a rhythm that suited them both and, with each thrust, she could feel her body responding to him, to the pleasure he was giving her. This position made it seem like he was filling her so deeply to the point she was going to burst with the pleasure of it.
When the sensations got to be too much, Tori stiffened her arms and pressed back hard with every forward thrust Vic made, until they were both crying out with their completion. The sound of it echoing off the shower walls. After a quicker soap and rinse session they helped dry each other off which almost lead back to the shower but Vic held on, barely.
“Woman you are trying to kill me? I need sustenance to keep this pace up,” he laughingly told her. After dressing in a longer more conservative skirt and blouse, Tori put her hair into the twisted bun she always wore and turned to Vic, ready to go.
Vic smiled walked over to her, undid her hair, unbuttoned a couple buttons then stood back and looked at her again. “You’re quite the contradiction at times, Tori,” he told her. But he was smiling so she took his hand and they left to find this sexy man some food.
The couple ended up opting for the hotel’s restaurant, neither wanting to go too far or take to long for dinner. It was unusual how quiet they were and how comfortable each of them was with that. Usually, if one person is quiet the other seems to keep talking to make up the difference. But with Vic and Tori, that didn’t happen and because it didn’t, it made both of them enjoy each other’s company even more. They did talk some, mostly about Vic’s work at the police department. Tori was still nervous about bringing her sedate, boring life into the equation.
Chapter 10
It wasn’t long before they were done and headed back to Tori’s hotel room. Tori went into the bathroom to wash up while Vic took his boots off to get comfortable. As Tori was washing her hands she looked in the mirror and noticed her pearls. She was wearing her favorite necklace, it was white pearls, and they were unusual in that the strand had no clasps. It was designed as one long strand that you looped around your neck then tied in front leaving two loose strands hanging. As she fingered the pearls a thought came into her mind. Tori actually wondered what Vic would do if she walked out of this bathroom with nothing but the pearls on. Just thinking about it turned her on, she couldn‘t believe how brazen she was becoming. It wasn’t like she didn’t know they were going to end up back in bed anyway, making love. Why not be daring and adventurous. This is exactly what a confident, sexy woman would do she thought, which made up her mind.
When Tori walked out of the bathroom, Vic had his back turned to her as he was putting his pager, gun, keys and wallet on the night stand. When he turned she was standing where he could see all of her. She was posing with one hand on her hip and the other running her fingers up and down the strand of pearls which was the only thing she was wearing.
Vic froze, that had to be the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He couldn’t move, just stood there watching her. Once she knew she had his attention she moved to the bed and began playing with the pearls and asked “Do you like pearls, Vic?”
Vic was lost in the sensual pleasure of watching her, he walked to her shucking his clothes as he went and pulled her to him so he could feel her skin against him as he kissed her. Tori slipped the pearls over her head and slowly lowered them and they both watched as the white beads slowly slide over Vic’s shaft. Slowly she looped one end of the pearls around the base and wound the strand and around it and holding on to one end. Then she looked him in the eyes and leaned up for another one of his devastating kisses. They tumbled on the bed, with Tori laying over Vic’s straining body her free hand stroking him.
She could feel his erection covered in her pearls straining towards her. She arched until she could feel the tip of him at her entrance. Sitting up, she pressed down to take him in. He was sliding inside her with the pearls still wrapped around him, going deeper and deeper, until he couldn’t go any further. It was an amazing sensation that left him barely holding on. Then slowly Tori began sliding up and down his shaft and with each stroke, she’d slightly pull on the pearls. The sensation of the pearls sliding over him was electric and had Vic quivering, fighting not to end this too soon. Watching the pearls tease her sensitive flesh as she slide them off him and seeing Tori quiver from the combined sensations made it very hard to hold back.
This was something Vic had never even considered and here he was about to come apart from something this sexy innocent woman was doing to him. When Tori had pulled all the pearls from around him and out of her body Vic rolled her over, lifting her from the waist and took her from behind. He was thrusting harder, feeling more in tune with her than he’d ever had with any other woman. She’d moved him that much, he was lost in the pleasure and there was no slowing things down. Tori was with Vic all the way, she moaned, urged him on even screaming again and again when the orgasms rocked her. Vic held her hips steady as he slammed into her again and again his shouts of release echoing off the walls.
They laid on the bed, arms and legs tangled. Tori didn’t want to move. Her body was still quivering with what could only be described as aftershocks. Once her breathing slowed she fell asleep. Vic laid there listening to her steady breathing, wondering why he didn’t feel like escaping like he normally would at this point with a woman. He felt so relaxed and comfortable with Tori and soon he would be asleep as well. Vic wasn’t sure if this was good or bad, this comfort he felt holding this woman he’d just met and knew so little about. His eyes drifted closed and he fell asleep holding her close. It was only a fleeting thought that they had for the second time forgotten to use a condom, and Vic had never forgotten to with any other woman. That worried him but he was too tired to think about it right now.
Tori woke to kisses. Vic had started at her neck and was working his way lower when she went from dreaming to wakefulness. When he worked his way past her breasts and was still moving lower, Tori started to get nervous.
She tensed and pulled at his head and he saw the uncertain look in her eyes it made him smile. “It’s ok,” he told her, “just let me taste you again.” Then he pulled away making his way lower again. “Open those sexy legs for me, please baby,” he asked her. Staring into his eyes she slowly spread her legs for him. “Keep watching, I wan
t you to see how much I’m going to love tasting every pretty little bit of you,” he told her.
Tori was amazed at how erotic it was watching Vic open her so intimately and blow a little breath against her sensitive flesh. When he looked at her, she was shocked at the look on his face. It reminded her of a wild predator, wild, wicked and territorial. That’s how he felt though, she was his. At this moment in time she belonged to him and no one else.
When he slid his tongue into her, she cried out and arched into his mouth. Vic licked her thoroughly until he could tell she was getting close then thrust his tongue inside her over and over. His tongue was pressing in and he swirled it driving her crazy. Tori begged for more, thrashing and grabbing the bedding trying to hold on, the feel of Vic pleasuring her, this overly intimate way was almost too much to bare. Suddenly, Vic pulled away from Tori. He turned her over and lifted her hips exposing her fully to his devouring eyes. With his hands he spread her thighs and grasping his painfully hard shaft, pressed it against her wet opening. Sliding just the tip inside, Vic let her wetness cover him then holding her at the waist he thrust hard as he pulled her body back against his. Tori was amazed at the pleasure, the thrill of him driving harder and harder into her. She screamed again as a wild orgasm cursed through her. Vic thrust once, twice and with one more hard thrust and Tori’s name bursting from his lips, Vic pumped into her welcoming heat.
Once they recovered enough to function, the couple took a quick shower with much laughing and wicked touches. They were almost dressed when Vic’s pager went off. With a growl of frustration that surprised Vic, he went to the phone to call in. Vic was surprised at his frustration; normally he would have been glad for an excuse to leave. He’d had Tori in more ways and more often than he would have thought possible in the short time they’d been together. He wasn’t a long term type of man. But here he was, frustrated at the interruption.