Sara's Unyielding Lover (The Lovers Series)

by Black, Joslyn

  “Gio! I told you’d I’d call you later.” Eric snarled at his cousin.

  “I know but listen; the auction house said their delivery schedule for today is full. You should have scheduled it yesterday but knowing you wanted it delivered today I called Juan and told him to bring the moving truck from Poway. I’m gonna go with him to pick up the set and we’ll deliver it within the next two hours. Are you gonna be at this address or is there someone I need to get a signature from?” Gio bit back a cutting remark he had on his tongue he was almost as exasperated as his cousin was. He didn’t need this shit; it was Sunday and here he was moving things around last minute and for what? He didn’t even know.

  Pulling his phone from his ear to look at the time he saw that it was almost noon. Putting his phone back up to his ear he ran his free hand through his disheveled hair; Sara had been pulling on it again. It seemed she was a hair puller and screamer which he absolutely loved; the feel off her nails scratching against his scalp just sent those quivers down his back and aroused him more. Dragging his thoughts away from Sara he answered Gio.

  “Ok, yeah I’ll be here. Sorry I snapped at you, thanks for making it happen cuz.” Hearing everything his cousin was doing for him Eric’s attitude made 180 degree turn. He knew Gio was off Sundays; Aunt Sofia made it mandatory for her kids to come over and spend the day and have dinner. Since his mother was always over on Sundays she usually hounded him too.

  Hearing the pang of guilt in Eric’s voice Gio sucked in a deep breath and huffed out.

  “It’s not a problem; I had already told mama I’d be a little late. Truth is I’d use any excuse not to go today. Mama’s trying to match me up again.” He complained “This time it’s the daughter of a women in her book club. I just know it’s a disaster waiting to happen. Just like the last three were. But she won’t give up I’m 34 she thinks it’s time I settled down...whatever. Any way we’ll be over in a few.”

  Eric snickered at his cousin’s misfortune.

  “Ah sorry man.”

  “Yeah, yeah, just wait till your mom starts.” Gio sardonically replied.

  Gio couldn’t see the grin plastered on Eric’s face as he smugly answered.

  “Nope, I got that covered.”

  “Covered? What do mean covered?” Eric had Gio’s full attention now.

  “We’ll talk about it later, I gotta get back.” Eric impatiently responded; he was done with conversation he was ready to get back to Sara.

  Nosily Gio asked “Get back? Get back to who? Cuz don’t hold out, did you get some strange? Is that where you are?”

  Eric’s temper blazed as he heard his cousin using their term for a meaningless one night hook up. Sara was more than that. Gio heard Eric’s voice tense up as he answered him.

  “Don’t say shit like that again she ain’t a strange and when your ass gets here you better not say any stupid shit either.”

  “Hey, hey, calmarse, sorry didn’t mean to piss you off. Look Juan’s rolling into the parking lot now, so I’ll see you in a bit.”

  As Gio hung up with Eric and headed out to the parking lot he wondered what had gotten into Eric. He had never blasted him over a chick, ever. Walking up to the truck he waved at Juan; grabbing hold of the handle he opened up the door and climbed into the passenger side. He didn’t know what was up but he’d find out soon.

  Eric couldn’t believe he had wasted so much time on the phone. He went back to the bedroom but it was empty. Then he heard the shower running. He opened the bathroom door and went in to join her in the shower; only he was gonna dirty her up a little more before he washed her clean.

  Sara with her eyes closed was shampooing her hair, the warm spray of the shower streaming down on her body it felt so good. Sudden she let out a blood curdling scream as she felt an arm around her waist.

  “Oh God, Eric you scared the shit out of me. Don’t sneak up on me like that.” She chastised.

  “Sorry baby, I didn’t mean to.” He apologized, moving his hands from her belly to her breasts. Twisting and pulling on her already over sensitized nipples he breathed in her ear. “How about I make it up to you.” He finished his quandary with a sharp bite on her neck right next to the purple love bite he gave her last night.

  “Ahhhhhh Mmmmmmm Eric how am I supposed to say no to you?”

  Going down on his knees he turned her around to face him and answered her as he knelt before her on the floor of the bathtub. “That’s just it baby you’re not supposed to.” With that said he took one of her legs and lifted it up setting it atop his shoulder, opening her up perfectly for his amorous assault. Sara’s hand clutched onto his shoulder to help hold her steady as Eric spread her nether lips lapping and suckling and working her over. Sara started to moan in pleasure; and when he plunged a finger into her warm hot seeping slit he simultaneously grazed his teeth on her clit the way he knew she liked. Knowing by her whimpers and her cunt squeezing his finger that she was near her peak he stuck in a second finger and lightly bit down on her hooded pink pearl.

  “Fuck, Eric, Mmmmmm God Ahhh.” She wailed slapping her hand on the wall to hold herself up and grabbing tightly at the only thing in front of her; Eric’s hair. Enjoying her screams and the obscene curses coming from her sweet mouth he continued to lick up all the sweet nectar oozing from her cunt. Rubbing her bundle of nerves with his thumb he kept his mouth on her not relenting, wanting to coax another orgasm from her. He knew he could and so he kept lashing at her with his tongue; in, out and around he set a rhythm.

  Her breathing strained she begged “Please oh please.”

  He loved the sound of her begging him, giving her what she needed to push her into her second orgasm. He pinched her clit hard between his fingers. She sky rocketed over the edge so over taken by her climax her knees weaken and he had to catch her before she fell.

  Sitting on the tub floor water pouring down on them with Sara cradled in his arms, holding her while she was sated by his love making, resting his head on hers, he realized he was happy, honestly happy. All he needed was Sara in his arms; he needed her to be his, she would be, he already told her and he’d make sure she accepted it.

  Sara’s brain was inhabiting a whole other universe, completely sated her body totally limp she just cuddled in Eric’s arms. As her mind started to lose its blissful haze a thought kept buzzing around in her head. She wanted to reciprocate what Eric had done to her but she’d only done it a handful of times and Michael would never let her stay on him for long. She didn’t want to offer and then be horrible. But she really wanted to take control and give him the same sexual satisfaction he’d given her. She needed to get over her fear and embarrassment. Eric hadn’t criticized her for her ignorance so far; so why would he now? If she didn’t do that good a job she just wouldn’t offer again.

  Enfolded in his arms Sara started to fidget as she nervously told Eric what she wanted to do.

  “Eric?”

  “Yeah, baby.” He answered kissing her head

  “I want...I want to do something.”

  Eric took note of her nervousness and the way she was fiddling with her fingers. He tugged at her chin forcing her to look up at him as they talked.

  “What do you want baby?” He looked deep into her eyes trying to figure out what she was thinking.

  Sara let out a big sigh. “Ok, I know I’ll probably suck at it.” Hearing her own words she laughed at herself and then she continued “Pun not intended, I wanted to use my mouth on you.” He was holding her chin so she couldn’t turn her head so she averted eye contact while she spoke.

  “Head? This was about head? She wanted to give him head?”

  Her giving him head hadn’t even passed through his mind, but now that is was out there, the thought of her plump lips wrapped tight around his cock as he fucked her mouth. If it was possible to get harder than he was he would have. “Oh hell yeah!”

  “Baby” He cooed kissing her lips. “With a mouth like yours I doubt there is any way you’d be bad.”


  Her eyes flitted back to his, showing him all the insecurities she had. With another kiss he added.

  “Honestly baby the thought of your lips wrapped around my cock has me almost ready to cum now.”

  “Really?” she asked tentatively

  “Baby, you’ve casted a spell on me, everything about you makes my cock swell.”

  He helped her off his lap and onto her knees then he stood up his cock jutting out hard and proud. He took hold of himself and stroke once his tip dripping with precum.

  “Come closer baby and open your mouth.” He instructed his voice hoarse with desire.

  Sara did as told; kneeing in front of him his cock in her face she realized she was not going to be able to fit him all in her mouth. She began to get a little anxious. She looked up at him waiting to see if he would give further instruction or just let her start. He watched her down on her knees and he waited for her to take him into his mouth. When she didn’t move he let go of himself and reached for the back of her head. Taking hold of a fist full of her hair he urged her closer.

  Picking up on his cue Sara grabbed his cock with one hand and placed her other on his thigh for balance. She gripped him tight and licked the dribbling crown of his shaft. His precum was clear and a little salty but not bad. She looked up to Eric one more time he had started to breath more heavily and his eyes were full of lust and wanting. Seeing how aroused he was gave her the confidence she needed. With that last look fresh in her mind she opened and took him into her mouth. He hissed at the first touch of her tongue. Moving up and down she sucked him. Tightening her lips and sucking harder when she was at his crown. She heard him let out a strangled moan.

  “Fuck baby your mouth is perfect.”

  With his encouragement she started to work him more vigorously. Unable to fit all of him in her mouth and not knowing how to deep throat; she started to use her hand. Stroking and sucking him at the same time she made it into one long movement. He liked this; the hand that was in her hair tightened and his hips jerked.

  “Yes baby just like that.” He murmured “Oh fuck ya baby.”

  He had both hands in her hair now; he had taken over thrusting in and out of her mouth chasing his climax. She had to put both hands on his thighs so she could push back to not gag on his massive cock. She guessed that he was close because his pace increased and his movements became erratic. Thinking about what he had done to her she decided to try his tactic. She pulled back her lips and let her teeth graze his shaft; that did it.

  Throwing his head back Eric growled out. “Fuck! Ahhhhh baby I’m gonna cum.” His mind fogged with his climax he forgot that he didn’t ask her when they started if she wanted to try and swallow or not. It was too late now he was pulling on her hair plunging in her mouth crying out as he spurt his cum on the back of her tongue.

  Sara wasn’t prepared for the warm spray of his cum shooting into her mouth. She swallowed it down without thinking a natural reflex so as not to choke. When the last drop of him was released he let go of her hair and pulled her to her feet. Holding her face in both his hands he gave her a smoldering kiss. Her head was a little tender from him pulling on it, but it was worth it to see him climax and lose control like that. Using her teeth had done him in; it seemed both of them like a little pain with their pleasure. Touching forehead to forehead still a bit winded he spoke softly.

  “Baby that felt so fucking good I can’t tell you, I’m sorry I didn’t pull out; I didn’t even asked if you wanted to swallow or not. You just felt so damn good I couldn’t stop.”

  Sara was wearing a big cheeky smile at the praise he was giving her.

  “I didn’t mind. I enjoyed doing it, all of it.” She replied meekly looking at him with her eyes big and bright.

  “Good, because I’m defiantly gonna want you to do it again.”

  She giggled at the fierceness he put into his statement, then reached for the body puff and body wash; lathered it up and started to bathe him.

  Chapter 16

  After finishing their salacious shower; they made their way back to the bedroom. Eric had no other choice and was going to have to wear the same clothes as yesterday. He didn’t mind, they could stop by his place after the deliveries. Then he’d take her on their date. Knowing now that she was new to Cali he would take her to Old Town. He knew she would love it, the history, sites and shops. They could go to the Fiesta Del Reyes; listen to some great music, maybe dance a little if she’s into that and then he could take her to his favorite restaurant there. Casa Guadalajara, it had great traditional Mexican food and these huge margaritas that they were known for. After dinner if she wanted dessert they’d go to Cold Stone. He loved their Founding Fathers signature creation.

  Sara was on the floor in front of her stacks of clothes. Pondering on what to wear; they were going on their date in a few hours so it would make sense to dress now for it. If she didn’t she’d have to change later. That would just make more laundry; well she was going to have to ask Eric where they were going so she’d know how to dress. Turning around to face him, she saw that he was almost done dressing.

  “Eric”

  “Yeah baby.” His voice a bit muffled while he pulled his shirt down over his head.

  “I need to know where going so I know how to dress.”

  Knowing that they’d be walking a lot, resting his hands on his hips he answered her.

  “Dress casual, comfortable and wear shoes you can walk in.”

  “Shoes? For walking? We must be going site seeing.” Her face beamed with excitement at the possible thought of site seeing. She had yet been able to see anything worth seeing and San Diego boasted of a lot of attractions. Sara thoughts now racing about the possibilities of where they might go; turned back to her clothes and threw out over her shoulders.

  “Ok thanks.”

  Eric left Sara to pick out her clothes and get dressed; while he went to the kitchen to clean up the mess he left when made them breakfast. Eric was able to rinse the dishes off, load the dishwasher and wipe down the counters before Sara had joined him. She stood before him in a figure hugging black skirt that ended just above her knees, a black and sage green halter top and black thong sandals; her toes painted with a French manicure. She wore little make-up. From what he could see she had put on a pale green eye shadow, a thin line of black eyeliner and mascara. She wore no foundation or blush; her radiant skin just naturally glowed. And her lips showed no color only a clear shine. Her long black hair was braided on one side wrapping around her head to the other. Her hair looked cute, but he preferred it loose so he could run his fingers through it.

  Eric studied and took in Sara’s simple beauty, like a master painter would with a Rembrandt. She was perfect. When he spoke the tone in his voice showed the veneration he had for her.

  “Baby, you look absolutely beautiful.” Walking with in arm distance to her, he picked up her hand and raised it above her head, so that he could have her twirl around for him. He wanted to see the whole package. When she had twirled a full 360, he pulled her in to his arms.

  ***

  Sara had chosen her outfit very carefully. She wanted to look sexy but she didn’t want to look like she was trying too hard. She had to keep it casual, now normally women picked their outfit then their shoes; she was doing it backwards since they were going to be walking she needed to wear flats. She had her choices narrowed to her black thong sandals, her roman styled strappy flats and her tan ballet shoes. Once she picked a shoe she would pick an outfit to match.

  She styled her hair in a traveling braid; she had watched a YouTube clip on how to do it. With hair as long as hers it would take forever to curl or pin up so she was usually in a braid or pony tail; which was completely boring. Michael had asked her several times to cut her hair into a more trendy style. But she loved her long hair. So she googled cute braids and found a bunch of different braid styles along with fun twists styles posted on YouTube.

  She had tried to do a waterfall braid but messed up
several times, so she switched to the traveling braid. She had debated whether or not to stick in some pearl hair pins, but in the end decided it would be too much for casual. She never liked wearing make-up so she was always sticking to the bare minimum; but tonight she wanted her eyes to pop. When Jen had bought her the 88 matte color eye shadow pallet, Sara had scoffed at her and her gift; she was happy she had it now. She chose a soft green and applied it lightly added some eye liner and mascara and she was done.

  Walking into the kitchen Sara watched as Eric finished wiping down the counter top. When he turned and saw her, the look on his face was worth the time she had spent primping. His eyes drank her in and roamed up and down her body. He made her turn round in a circle so he could see all of her and when he told her that she looked beautiful her heart soared. She didn’t know how it was possible in the time span of a day but Eric had imprinted onto her soul. In one night he changed the way she saw herself, sex and men. She had never known that there was so much passion and sensual energy suppressed inside her, he brought that out. And sex! With Michael it was enjoyable but almost routine. With Eric it was so extremely intense each time they were together their bodies weren’t the only things that would connect. For that moment in time it was their bodies, hearts and souls that melded together. She had heard real stories of how couples had fallen in love at first sight; but this wasn’t love, this was something more. He had said that she was his, at the time she didn’t understand what he meant but now she did each time they touched, kissed, made love he took a piece of her and replaced it with a piece of him; making her His.

  She knew men could be controlling, assertive, and dominant even; she always thought that it was a bad thing. Michael was a prime example of that, he wanted her to dress a certain way, drive a certain car, and portray his idea of the perfect image. But with Eric she was nothing but herself and he couldn’t get enough of her, Eric was different. Yes she could tell he had a dominant side that was obvious the moment he had told her that she would go out with him. And when he came to her apartment last night he initiated and took control of everything that happened between them. But she never once felt that he was controlling her. She knew that that was basically an oxymoron but that’s how she felt.