Sara's Unyielding Lover (The Lovers Series)

by Black, Joslyn

  “This is what you do to me, I can’t remember ever being this hard; I could probably break bricks.”

  He spoke with a predatory leer in his eyes and that lopsided grin on his mouth, which made him look rakish to her. Sara couldn’t believe what she was seeing; once he had fully undressed and was naked in front of her she saw for the first time his more than well-endowed cock. He was defiantly bigger than Michael and he was totally shaved. She doubted very much that her hand would even be fully able to wrap around him. That had been inside her, no wonder she first felt a twinge of pain and why her orgasm was so strong and intense. She watched as he took himself in hand and stroked himself. She could tell he wasn’t abashed of being naked in fact she was pretty sure he was proud of his stature. While staring at his immense member she heard him say.

  “Touch me baby, I want to feel you touch me.”

  When she didn’t immediately reach out for him he took her hand and placed on him. He wrapped his hand around her hand wrapped around his cock. He started to stroke himself with their combined hands, his head leaned back and he moaned.

  “Mmmmmm baby your hand is so soft.”

  A moment later his head snapped back he dropped their entwined hands and lifted her up.

  Chapter 11

  Eric wanted to feel her touch, but when he told her to touch him she didn’t move. So he grabbed her hand and fisted it around him. Her touch was soft, gentle. He started to beat himself with their hands and God did it feel good. But the shower was running and he wanted to be inside her again, instantly dropping their hands, his hand went around to her backside and grabbed her by her ass and lifted her up.

  “Wrap your legs around me baby.”

  Sara swiftly did as he said and wrapped her legs around him. With Sara secure in his arms and her legs locked around him he walked them into the shower. He twisted so they could both be under the spray of the water. As the hot water ran over their bodies Eric decided he had waited enough and dipped down to capture her mouth in an all-consuming kiss. He knew he wasn’t alone in this kiss, her hands had made their way into his hair again and she was making sweet mewling noises.

  Knowing she was wet from her arousal and the shower water he didn’t feel the need to prep her with his fingers. Not surrendering her mouth for a minute he pushed her up against the shower wall and holding her up with his left hand his used his right hand to position himself at her opening. Once there he grabbed hold of her hips and thrusted up into her all the way to his hilt. He felt her sharp intake of breath from his onslaught while they were kissing but he still wouldn’t release her mouth. With deep long strokes he kept pumping into her at an unrelenting pace; letting her mouth go only to allow her to get air and to bite on her neck. When he started to feel her cunt rhythmically clenching him he knew she was almost ready to cream. Bringing one hand between them he found her clit and rolled and pinched it with his fingers. With the new added sensation she reached her climax and as she began to cry out with her orgasm he took her mouth and swallowed her cries with his kiss. She began to whimper into his mouth so he released her clit clutched her hip and started pounding into her in chase of his own fulfillment. With her pussy milking his dick it wasn’t long before he felt his own quickening. Only this time just as he was about to cum he pulled out, released her mouth groaned out her name “Uhhhh Sara” as he let loose his load, spurting on her belly and thigh. Once the hum of their post coital high simmered down and they both caught their breath Eric slowly let her down to stand on her legs.

  Sara knew going into the shower he was going to take her again, he had said so but she didn’t think he would take her up against the wall. She thought maybe laying on the tub floor, the sensation she had felt in that position was mind boggling. He was so deep in her it felt like he was touching her womb. And when he had pinched her clit she felt the same pleasure and pain she had felt when he pulled on her hair. She really didn’t expect that, pain usually hurts but for some reason in these instances it felt pleasurable. How was that possible?

  Eric had finally let her stand, her legs were a bit shaky but she didn’t need his support this time so that was good. She watched as Eric somewhat turned and reached for her body puff and body wash that was sitting in her plastic shower caddy. He squeezed some of the pear-scented wash onto the puff returned the bottle to the caddy and started to rub the puff till the body soap foamed. When the puff had sufficient suds, he turned back to her and began to wash her upper body.

  “What are you doing?”

  Not stopping his self-assigned chore of washing her he smiled at her with his lop sided grin before replying in humorous voice.

  “I’m washing you baby, gotta get you clean after I dirtied you all up. I love this smell; do all your perfumed products have this same smell?”

  “Yes I love the smell of fresh pear so I use the whole line from Victoria’s Secret.”

  Eric continued until her body had been washed; he then washed his own body. When he was finished he reached for the shampoo squirted a nice amount in his hands and began to wash her hair; massaging her scalp then working down to her long tresses. Sara loved the feel of him massaging her scalp. This simple act made her heart swell a bit. She had never been taken care of in such a way. As he finished with her hair he then did his own and it was the same with the conditioner.

  Once they were both clean Eric turned the water taps off pulled the curtain back and stretched his arm out to reach one of her fluffy gold colored towels. While Eric was getting a towel Sara wrung the excess water out of her hair. That was one of the drawbacks of long hair; but she didn’t like the way she looked with short hair. She had tried one of those sleek short cuts; she thought it made her look pretentious and she had to go back every 3 weeks to maintain the look. No, longer hair was simple and more feminine. She had a few layers cut around her face and long side sweep bangs it gave her a gentle, easy going look and that’s what she liked.

  Towel in hand Eric dried them both off. Sara took the towel from Eric bent over and wrapped her hair in the towel Carmen Miranda style. Once upright she saw that Eric was no longer in the shower with her. He had stepped out gotten ahold of the other towel and now had it swathed around his hips. He was picking up the clothes that they had abandoned on the floor. Not wanting to stand there naked while he was covered Sara asked.

  “Can you hand me my bath robe it’s on the hook behind the door. The yellow terry cloth one, not the flowered silk please.”

  “And what if I don’t want you to cover up? You have a mouthwatering body; I could just stare at you all day and all night, well once you take the towel off your head.” He chuckled

  Sara didn’t know why but she found herself smiling at his audacious answer.

  “But I’ll be cold.” Her voice somewhat sing songish; almost sounding like a whine.

  Shaking his head from side to side as he went to get her robe from behind the door he replied in a somewhat mocking voice.

  “Well we can’t have that now can we?”

  With the robe in one hand and the clothes from the floor in the other he walked back to Sara who was still standing in the shower. As she reached to take the robe, Eric pulled it back.

  “No, no, no.” He taunted “First you have to pay me.”

  “Pay you? With what?” Hands on her hips Sara asked the high pitch of her voice and the look on her face showed the astonishment that she felt.

  Her face was so expressive; Eric could tell what she was feeling and most likely thinking just by her looks. Right now her hand hung in the air reaching for the robe. Her mouth was slightly opened and when her eye brows shot up, her eyes had momentarily widened. Grinning like a Cheshire cat who had caught a mouse; he leaned in close and answered. “With this.” Then he took her mouth in an ardent kiss. With his payment received he handed Sara her robe so she could shrug in on.

  Chapter 12

  Thirsty after all their canoodling and a hot steaming shower Sara made her way to the kitchen with Eric following
at her heels. Opening the cabinet door to get a glass for herself her back to him she asked

  “Are you thirsty? I’m getting a glass of tea for myself.”

  “Yeah, glass of tea sounds good.” He replied as he walked up behind her putting a hand on either side of her; trapping her against the counter. He then ran his nose from the side of her head down to her neck. “Mmmmmmm” he purred “Pear has now become my new favorite scent.”

  Sara somewhat trembled from the feel of his warm breath on her neck. Reaching for the second glass she placed it on the counter next to hers. Hands holding onto the counter, head down eyes closed in a whisper of a voice she countered.

  “You’re gonna have to move so I can get us the tea.”

  Eric chortled against her ear, placed a gentle kiss on her cheek and backed up till he was leaning on the island. No longer confined Sara turned to open her frig. Her frig had those side by side doors which she didn’t particularly like; yes they had the same cubit space as regular frigs but in reality it was so narrow on each side you couldn’t put big platters or a flat of sodas inside. But she did like the fact that she had an ice dispenser. She hated ice trays she could never get the cubes out without turning it upside down and banging it on the counter.

  Sara went back to the counter with a jug filled with a dark reddish purplish liquid inside; she was filling up her glass when Eric leaned back with his muscled arms crossed over his bare chest and asked. “What kind tea is purple?”

  “Jo Ann took me to a Mexican restaurant for lunch on my first day of work; she ordered this tea for me. I think it’s called hicama or something. Well I loved it so much Jo Ann bought me a jug and gave it to me then next day.”

  Eric’s body shook with laughter; shaking his head he corrected her. “No baby it’s called Jamaica; it’s pronounced ha-my-cah. It’s more popular in the Hispanic community than anywhere else. It’s made from Hibiscus blossoms. It’s actually really bitter if you don’t sweeten it enough.”

  Sara snickered at her hack job of pronouncing the drinks name; while handing over a glass to Eric and taking a sip from hers. It was cool refreshing and sweet; she drank till the cup was nearly half empty.

  Watching Sara drink her Jamaica, Eric then took a small swig from his glass. Eric set his glass down reached for Sara’s glass and set it next to his. He pointed to the clock on the microwave.

  “It’s after midnight, are you ready for bed?”

  “Bed? You’re staying?”

  Moving directly in front of her positioning his hands her hips he dipped down placing little kisses on her neck then he asked.

  “Do you want me to go?”

  Did she want him to go? She was unsure, she couldn’t think especially while he was kissing her. All she really wanted to do was let loose a moan, her body was heating and her nipples were hard again. She didn’t understand but her body continued to respond so quickly to him. It was like her body had a mind of its own and it was insatiable. She had no idea any of this would happen. The only thing she could think of was to say the truth. Drawing in a big calming breath, placing her palms on his warm firm chest she answered his question.

  "This all happened so suddenly, my mind is still spinning and is having a hard time keeping up."

  Speaking in between the kisses he was still placing up and down her neck, giving her hips a slight squeeze Eric asked.

  "Do you like the way I kiss you?"

  "Yes."

  “Do you like the way I touch you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you like how I make you feel?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you like the way I make I make cum?” He accentuated his question with a bite on the most sensitive place on her neck eliciting a gasp and groan from Sara.

  “AAhhhhrrrrr”

  Her voice was barely audible.

  “Yes.”

  “I want you and not just for tonight. You want me?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then let's go to bed.”

  “Ok.”

  Taking hold one of her hands and the clothes he had brought out of the bathroom. He led her down the hall; opening the only other door which obviously had to be her bedroom. Eric once again ran his hand along the wall to feel for the switch. Finding it he flicked the overhead light on; tossed the clothes he was carrying to the side, after that he looked around her room. She had clothes neatly stacked on the floor up against the right side of the room, next to what looked to be her closet.

  There was a pretty good size window in the middle of the center wall; it had what looked like antique styled roman shades. “She really loves the antique style” He thought as he gazed at her window. Directly under the window was what looked like a bed made of comforters. “She really has been sleeping on the floor; well I’ll change that tomorrow.” She had a few pillows at the head of her bed and a long body pillow lying parallel with the bed. “She must like to cuddle.” With that thought lingering in his mind he stepped further into her room pulling her behind him. Releasing her hand he walked across her room to her window and raised the shade just enough to let the light of the moon and stars in. When he thought there was enough light he dropped the shade string and he turned to Sara.

  “Turn off the light and come here baby.” He stretched his hand out into the air gesturing her to come.

  Sara didn’t know why she was being so compliant; after all wasn’t her new motto to do what she wanted. Who was she kidding she wanted him, with everything he has made her feel over the last few hours she wanted more. Her body has never felt as alive as it has in these few hours with him. Who would have thought that virtuous Ms. Sara Stevens would be able to have a sexual tryst with a man she’d know for less than a day. If someone would have come up to her this morning and told her this was how her day was going to go she would have laughed in their face and told them they were crazy. But here she was in her bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her head; standing a few feet away from a naked man wrapped in a towel who was waiting for her.

  Sara slowly reached for the switch and turned off the light. It took a minute before her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room. With only the soft pale glow from the moon and stars as light she walked until she reached Eric’s out stretched hand, placed hers in his and let him pull her in to his arms.

  “Now if I remember right, I said that after our shower I would make love to you till you passed out. And I intend to deliver but first we need to get rid of these”

  He reached out and unwound the towel atop her head once off he threw it to the side near the bedroom door.

  “Better, now...”

  His hands went to her waist where her sash was tied. Carefully he untied the knot and let the ends of the sash fall. With her robe no longer tied closed the front fell open a bit. Going up to her shoulders he clutched the robe on each side and pushed it off her shoulders and let it drop to the ground. She stood there naked before him. Overcome with a boldness she didn’t know she had she got ahold of the towel at his waist; locking her gaze to his said “Just one thing left.” And pulled it off, tossing it to the side. Eric laughed at her sudden show of courage.

  “Much better.” He murmured as he tugged her back into his arms, fisted his hands in her hair and took her mouth in a searing kiss. As smoothly as he could without breaking their kiss he began to lower them onto the bed of comforters. Pushing her down onto her back he broke their kiss; only to start kissing his way down to her breasts. Taking one nipple into his mouth to suckle he palmed her other breast rolling her hard peak in between his fingers.

  “Mmmmmmmm” Sara moaned arching her back while grabbing handfuls of his hair.

  Eric made sure to pay equal attention to each breast. Eric was rock hard and he felt a small drip of precum dribble down his shaft; hearing the sounds of pleasure coming from Sara only excited him more. Removing his mouth from her supple breast, he kissed his way down. Down to her belly, then each side of her hips but his kisses didn’t stop there. No they went furt
her down, down, down until...

  “Oooooohhhhhaaaaahhhhhhh!” Sara cried out as his mouth met her mound and his tongue lapped at her inner folds. She had never felt such a sensual sensation. Her hands reached out and she gripped the comforter beneath her; she began to squirm as he relentlessly sucked and licked her sopping wet pussy. She was close she felt her body tensing, building up. She would only last a little bit longer before she went over the edge of that she was sure.

  Using his fingers to spread her open further, Eric found her clit and gently bit down grazing his teeth on that little bundle of nerves. Sara came instantly thrashing her head from side to side as she screamed out “OH GOD ERIC!”

  Fresh cream seeped out of her pulsating cunt as she came with such fierceness and Eric lapped and licked it up. He loved the way her juices tasted; he didn’t stop until there was nothing left. He then kissed his way back up her body till he was at her mouth. With his tongue he traced around her lips. Then he captured her mouth and pushed his tongue into hers, so that she could taste the saltiness of her own arousal. Settled between her legs he grabbed hold of his sipping cock and positioned it at her opening but he remembered. “Shit condom.” He had honestly forgotten the condom the first time and it’s hard to wear one in the shower so he had pulled out. But this time he didn’t want to have to pull out and thou they already risked pregnancy once he wasn’t about to up the odds. So he dropped his hold on his cock and with a small frustrated groan pushed himself up and off Sara.

  ***

  Suddenly Eric pulled himself off her and she felt the absence of body instantly. She was confused “Whaa...” She didn’t even get the whole word out before he said.

  “Don’t move baby just need to get a cover.”

  “Oh condom, thank God he remembered ‘cause I sure didn’t”

  Sara watched as he went to the side of the bedroom door where he had dropped their clothes. He picked up his Levis and pulled out not one but two foiled packets. Eric hurried back over to her. Getting on his knees he tore the package open; fisting his cock with one hand he rolled the condom on with the other. Once completely on, he nestled back between her thighs. He placed himself at her core and thrusted into her to his hilt in one fast move.