Sara's Unyielding Lover (The Lovers Series)

by Black, Joslyn

  Simultaneously, she threw her head back and cried. “Ooooohhhh” as he hissed “Yesssss” into her neck. Eric place one hand on the side of her head; with the other he grabbed her by the thigh pulled it up and held it against his side so he could penetrate her deeper. He started to move with a demanding rhythm. Sara could only wrap her arms around him and hold on. All that could be heard was their kisses, their mingled labored breaths, their moans of mutual pleasure and his skin hitting hers.

  Chapter 13

  God, Sara had never felt anything as good as the feeling of Eric deep inside her. All she kept thinking was “Yes. More, more.”

  She couldn’t get enough of him or his kisses. She couldn’t believe the power of the man between her thighs. He spoke to her body, somehow he knew, he just knew how to shift his weight to bring her more pleasure; he knew when to speed up, slow down and thrust harder.

  Eric’s brain had shut off again; he was acting purely on instinct. His body would read the minute changes of hers and he adjusted to satisfy her more. He was riding her rough and hard like some feral animal claiming his mate and asserting his dominance. And she was loving every minute of it. Her whimpers and moans only drove him on. While nibbling and kissing on her neck he began to mutter in Spanish.

  “Tu eres mio, solo mio, nadie mas, nadie mas, solo mio.”

  Eric was pummeling into her at an earth shattering rate; her body rising up to meet every one of his thrusts. She was going to explode and soon. She couldn’t control the sounds that were coming from her. But she heard Eric not moaning but murmuring in Spanish. With her mind dazed with desire she couldn’t think of what he was saying. She had taken Spanish as a second language in high school; she was crap at speaking it but she did remember some of the basics. Her mind was jumbled and racing as she tried to think through her lust crazed brain. “Mmmmmm God so good...mio, mio, mine, he’s saying mine, what does he...” her thought process shut down amid that thought because at that moment Eric shifted himself and began to slam long hard strokes hitting right in the perfect spot she clawed at his back and screamed at the onslaught of one of the strongest orgasms she has ever had.

  “Ooooohhhh Aaaaahhh GOD ERIC!!”

  ***

  He knew she was about to cum, he felt her clenching around his shaft. So he tilted to the side and started to just plain fuck the shit out of her. He bore the pain of her long nails gauging the skin on his back; because making her go wild only added fuel to his own arousal. As he heard her high pitched scream of pleasure and her calling out his name; he crooned to her.

  “That’s right baby cum for me, cum on my cock, yes baby cum, mmmmmmm my baby.”

  While cumming her cunt closed tight around his cock and started rhythmically close around him setting of his release. His mouth found her neck and just like earlier he bit down. Causing her to cry out again, he then thrust once, twice, then slammed into her so hard she slid up on the comforter. He released her neck and as he shot his seed inside her, in what could only be described as a guttural animalistic sound he growled.

  “Shit! Fuck! Aahh God, Baby”

  With every ounce of him spilled and his body spent he crumpled on top of her. The only sound in the room was of their labored breathing. After a couple of minutes he caught his breath pushed himself up on his arms sweetly whispered “My baby” seeing that she had in fact fallen asleep with him atop her; he kissed her forehead and as easy as he could pulled out and off of her so that he could deal with necessities. Not wanting to wake her he left the light off as he walked to the bathroom to clean up. Finished with cleaning himself up he went back to Sara’s bedroom, got down on the floor and crawled up next to her. He pulled on her gently so that her head was resting on his chest.

  Eric thought back on the day’s events. He didn’t understand what he was feeling. He had an unnatural pull to this woman an instant connection, an overwhelming feel of possessiveness toward her; he wanted her to be his and no one else’s. These were all alien feelings to him. In his youth he had very little respect for woman. So many girls sexing into his set because they were too afraid to be jumped in; girls would spread their legs for three, four guys sometimes more in a night’s time. When he finally broke away from that life and started up his business, he found that most women were out for what they could get. So as they used him he did the same and used them.

  Knowing that he was not going to be able to suss out his feelings tonight; he contented himself with the fact that at this moment she was his. Kissing her atop her head one more time he laid his head upon the pillow closed his eyes and drifted into sleep.

  The non-stop ringing of a phone woke Eric out of a deep sleep. Remembering where he was he looked down and saw that Sara was still sleeping in his arms. Very carefully so that he would not wake her, he scooted to the side then cautiously pulled his arm out from under her head. He held perfectly still as he heard Sara mumble while she turned over. Sitting up he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, his cell phone continued to shrill out. Sullenly he stood up, walked to his jeans lying atop the pile of clothes on the floor. Grabbing his boxers he slipped them on and then fished through his jeans front pocket and pulled out the offending cell phone. As he read the caller ID he walked into the hall and shut her door behind him before he answered.

  “Gio, why are you calling me so early?” Eric tried not to raise his voice as he chastised his cousin.

  “Hey man, I’ve been trying to reach since last night, check your phone. I left messages and texted, where the hell are you?”

  “Never mind where am, what do you want?”

  “I got a call at the shop from the auction house. You left without filling out delivery papers.”

  Eric thought back to yesterday morning to try to figure out why he didn’t set up a delivery time. “Shit! That’s right; I was busy talking to Sara’s friend.”

  “I got side tracked, but look I don’t want that set for the La Jolla store anymore. Get a pen and paper.”

  “Pen and paper? What do I need a pen and paper for; I know all the shops addresses. And if you don’t want that set for the La Jolla store, then why’d you buy it? We don’t need bedroom furniture in San Diego or Poway.”

  Gio was really confused at Eric’s abnormal behavior. Normally he always answered his phone, he wasn’t telling him where he was and now he was buying merchandise but didn’t want it at the stores.

  “I don’t want it delivered to any of the stores, that’s why I’m telling you to get a pen and paper.”

  “Man, you’re not making any sense. You went to that auction specifically to get merchandise for La Jolla and now you don’t want it there?”

  “Look Gio I’ll clue you in later. I can’t really talk right now. Just write down the fucking address.” Eric was pissed now and hissing through his phone, Gio wasn’t his keeper.

  “Alright cuz, calmate. What’s the address?”

  “852 Linda Vista Road apartment 36.”

  “Apartment? You sold it already?”

  “No, look, just have it delivered before 3p.m. I don’t care if they charge extra. We’ll talk later.” Not bothering to say bye he hung up. Soundlessly he opened the door and peeked inside Sara was still sound asleep. He knew she was exhausted; she’d probably never been worked over the way he worked her last night. With a triumphant smile spread wide on his face he made his way to the kitchen. He wanted to surprise Sara with breakfast in bed. Her kitchen was a decent size, without the island it’d be bigger. But the extra counter space was probably useful. Not knowing where anything was he started to open and look inside every cabinet.

  She was very organized; to the right of the sink was her dishwasher. The cabinets above the dishwasher held her dishes. Further to the right was her stove and the cabinet above was filled with seasonings, spices and cooking oils. On the left side of her kitchen was her frig. The cabinets next to the frig is what she used as a pantry.

  “Bingo, now what does she have to make for breakfast.”

  Sifting
through her boxed dry foods he found some pancake mix. Pancakes it was then, next he went to her frig to check and see if she had the needed ingredients for the pancake mix. Surprisingly she had a full and well stocked frig. Generally single people have the bare necessities. She must like to cook because she had a little of everything. Grabbing the milk, eggs, butter, and strawberries he got started.

  Chapter 14

  He searched all over her kitchen but he couldn’t find a tray. So he wasn’t going to be able to take both plates and glasses of juice in at the same time. He didn’t want to make two trips thou. So he piled his pancakes on top of hers they can share a plate. Hell last night they shared a lot more intimate things. He could hold the two cups and balance the plate on top. Walking slow and steady so as to not have the plate of pancakes tumble to the floor; Eric made his way back to the bedroom to wake Sara with his breakfast surprise.

  At the end of the hall he came upon an unexpected problem.

  “Shit.”

  The door was shut. His only option was to set down the food. Trying not to spill the juices and tip the plate over, he carefully got down on his knees and with great delicacy placed the dishes down. Back on his feet he tackled this little road block opening the door soundlessly. Loaded once more with his offering he moved to Sara’s side. Doing his amazing balancing act again he got down on his knees carefully placing their breakfast to the side. Wanting to wake her gently he bent down kissed her lips softly, caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and in a low soothing voice woke her up.

  “Baby, baby.”

  Sara slowly woke up, stretching out her arms out above her head. After rubbing her eyes her gaze focused on Eric. Clutching the sheet and holding it against her chest Sara sat up on one elbow. Her voice hoarse with sleep she croaked out a distorted version of good morning. She looked so cute fresh from sleep Eric planted another kiss on her lips.

  “Good morning baby, hope you’re hungry.”

  Reaching back he picked up the plate piled high with pancakes and fresh cut strawberries and set it in front of her.

  Looking down Sara saw a plate stacked with syrupy buttered golden brown pancakes with freshly sliced strawberries. The sight of this simple breakfast and the fact that he did this of his own volition put a big smile on her face. Her eyes glimmered with appreciation and she let out a girlish giggle.

  “You made me breakfast?” She asked wearing a Cheshire cat grin. “You must think I’m a big eater.” She chuckled, shaking her head “I can’t eat all this.”

  “I’m made us both breakfast you’re gonna share with me.” Eric brightly replied handing Sara a fork so she could eat.

  Sara sat up fully, careful not to hit the pancakes with her sheet. Glancing around the room she spotted what she was looking for. Doe eyed and bashful Sara asked.

  “Uhhmmm could-could you please hand me my robe, I feel funny eating naked.”

  Eric chucklingly replied “I’d love to watch you eat naked, your body is beautiful; but I don’t want you uncomfortable.”

  With a small huff Eric scooched back got up and retrieved her robe. Robe in hand he returned to his spot on the floor and passed it to her. Fumbling for a minute Sara was able to put on her robe without dropping the sheet. Once on she closed it, tightly knotted the sash and then looked up to see a very amused Eric.

  Wearing an amused smirk on his face with a mischievous gleam in his eyes, Eric caressed Sara’s face with his fingertips saying.

  “Baby, you know I saw you last night, all of you. There’s no reason to be shy around me.”

  Sara’s down casted face began to flush red as she remembered all of what they did last night. Fidgeting with the sash on her robe embarrassed and unable to meet his eyes she sheepishly replied.

  “I know but that was last night and...”

  Eric didn’t give her a chance to finish her sentence; cutting her off. With his forefinger he lifted her chin up forcing eye contact with him. In a taut gravelly voice Eric spoke.

  “I told you last night, I want more than one night with you. I asked if you wanted me, you said yes and you took me into your body. You’re mine now baby, just mine.” He emphasized this with a kiss on the lips.

  Sara not knowing what to do merely nodded her head in acknowledgment. “Mine? His? What does he mean by that? Does he want me to be his girlfriend? How do I ask without sounding stupid?” Not knowing how she would broach the subject she just started to eat the wonderful breakfast he made for her. While stabbing a piece of pancake and strawberry at the same time still chewing she covered her mouth with her other hand so he wouldn’t see the food rolling around in her mouth as she complimented him.

  “This is so good; did you add something to the pancake mix? Mine never taste like this.”

  Eric swallowed his food and took a sip from his juice before he answered.

  “Yeah, I added some cinnamon and vanilla.”

  “Mmmmmmm I’ll have to remember that.” Sara replied as she continued to eat with gusto.

  After taking another drink of his juice to wash the pancakes down; Eric trained his eyes on Sara when he asked.

  “So besides our date what plans did you have for today?” Eric was trying to act nonchalantly, cutting off another piece of pancake; he needed to make sure that she would be home to receive his surprise gift to her.

  “Oh uhm nothing really, my dinette is supposed to be delivered today between 12-2p.m. After that I was just gonna run down town to look at some of the antique shops for a bedroom set. Since you stunned me and won the lot I wanted.” She finished with mocked annoyance, squinting her eyes and jabbing her fork in the air at him.

  Eric roared with laughter, his entire body shaking as he did. “All I did was wink at you baby.” Eric countered innocently, eyebrows raised, eyes big trying to look as contrite as possible. He failed miserably; he just couldn’t hold back that smug smirk of his.

  “It wasn’t just the wink and you know it; you looked so wolfish, like you wanted to eat me up.” She piped out.

  “I did want to eat you up and I got to last night. You taste delicious and I’ll be doing it again soon.”

  The dubious look he was giving her made her body warm, her face flush and a tingle start right down there where she was a little bit sore. His eyes flickered and he grinned seeing the effect he was having on her. He speared a big strawberry slice and popped it in his mouth; still grinning as he chewed. She swung and playfully punched him on the arm for being such an arrogant ass.

  “Ouch” He mockingly cried while rubbing the spot she had hit. “I didn’t take you for the violent kind, anything else I should be aware of?”

  “Yes” Sitting up a little straighter she cheekily replied. “I’m a sucker for romance movies, the classics and animals. When I’m upset and moody usually chocolate, gummy bears or ice cream helps. I get road rage I hate back seat drivers and I HATE liars.” She emphasized on the word hate.

  “Good to know...what type of ice cream?”

  “Butter pecan or mint and chip and if those can’t be found anything smothered in hot fudge will do.” She stated matter of factly as she picked up her juice for a sip, gazing into his eyes.

  “Butter pecan huh? I had you pegged for a strawberries and cream kinda girl; at least that’s what you taste like to me.” He said lecherously, while leering at her.

  Beat red with mortification, Sara ignored his last comment and continued with their conversation.

  “What’s your favorite flavor?”

  Knowing that she was self-conscious and trying to keep their talk PG rated; He decided that he loved the way she looked when she blushed so he was going to purposely steer their conversation towards NC-17. Trying not to snicker at his devious plan he answered.

  “Well, next to the delicious cream between your legs, I’d have to say rocky road.”

  He was doing this on purpose now, she knew, his dubious look and the devilish glint in his eyes told her everything. He enjoyed stunning her and seeing her blus
h at his salacious answers. Breakfast finished, she ignored him once again and licked the lingering syrup off her lips and placed her fork onto the empty plate.

  “Thank you, that was delicious, you’re a good cook.” Sara sweetly told Eric.

  Pushing the empty dishes to the side he arrogantly replied while leaning in for a kiss.

  “Cooking isn’t the only thing I’m good at. Now if I remember correctly I told you I would taste you again and soon; well I’m a man of my word”

  He bent forward and latched onto her lips. Being a proficient muti-tasker he was able to untie her sash and remove her robe all without breaking their connection. His next task was to remove his boxers. Now both naked he pushed her back onto the bed. And slowly worked his way back down her body and did just what he said he would.

  Chapter 15

  “Oh my God, he’s like that old energizer bunny; he just keeps going; I’m gonna be so sore I know it. I’ve never had this much sex in such a small period of time” Sara was resting her head on Eric’s chest, her arm draped across his belly thoughts flying through her mind. Their skin was glistening with light perspiration from their lustful endeavors; both trying to calm their breathing enjoying their post coital bliss. Eric ran his fingertips up and down her spine drawing nonsensically on her skin just enjoying the feel of her. Their intimate moment was ruined by the shrill of Eric’s cell phone.

  “Ughhh” Eric distastefully groaned. “Sorry baby I need to get that.”

  Sara pulled herself off his chest and sat back as he stood up. Looking around Eric spotted his boxers, bent over snatched them up and pulled them on. Annoyed that someone was calling at an inopportune moment he stalked out to the kitchen where his phone was lighting up vibrating and ringing nonstop. Reading the caller ID he was even more annoyed.