by Joanna Blake
"Leah? What the hell does she have to do with it?"
I stared at him. He had no idea what I was talking about.
"You looked awful cozy at the hospital."
He shook his head in wonder.
"You mean when I was passed out on drugs? I thought I was dreaming that."
"You thought you were dreaming about Leah? That's not much better."
"No. I thought she was you. And then I saw you in the doorway. I thought I was seeing double."
I tossed my hair over my shoulder.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't change anything. You aren't the settling down type, Chan."
He stared at me. His eyes were hard. And serious.
"If you don't love me you, that's one thing. But if this is something else, I gotta know."
I stared at him.
"Do you love me Caro? Because I sure as hell love you."
Tears started falling. I couldn't help it. I wiped them away.
"Stop it Chan. I don't need you to pretend. I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm going to - start over. Somewhere new."
He grabbed me.
"Like hell you are!"
He grabbed my arm and started dragging me into the house.
"Chan!"
I looked around for help but my nana and mom were laughing as he dragged me to my bedroom.
He slammed the door and locked it. Then he stared at me.
"Carolina Jacobs. I have been in love with you since the moment I saw you. I spent more than half my life pining for you. Now that I've got you, there's no way in hell I'm going to let you go."
I stared at him. He meant it. He did love me after all. I felt like light was filling my heart. Making me whole again.
"If you don't admit you love me too, I'm going to do something drastic."
Tears were rolling down my face. I nodded and he smiled in relief.
He pulled me into his arms, kissing me deeply.
It was a while later that he finally lifted his head. I let my hands wander across his sweet, handsome face. He grabbed my hand, kissing the palm, then the wrist, then moving to my shoulder.
I knew what he wanted. He wanted me.
Not in my mama's house.
I pulled his head up to distract him. His eyes had that glazed over look he got when he wanted to make love. I knew my man so well already. I shook my head at him.
"Like what, Chan?"
"What do you mean?"
He was trying to tug my clothes off. But I sidestepped him, keeping one arm out to hold him at bay.
"You said you were going to do something drastic."
He grinned.
"I am. I'm going to marry you again."
Chapter Twenty One
Chandler
I stared at my wife as she drove to the lake cabin about an hour from town. I couldn't drive yet. I didn't have my bike anyway, that was back at Brock's airstrip.
Caro didn't have a car here either.
So we were in her grandmother's old boat of a car.
Caro was good with a stick shift. Yet another thing about her that surprised and impressed me.
She was quite a woman.
My woman.
I had asked her mom for a picnic basket, a bottle of wine, and a blanket. No one had asked me why. It was obvious.
I wanted to be alone with my wife.
Caro pulled up to the old fishing shack that her family owned. Her gran hired someone to clean it out once a year. Make sure it didn't fall down. The lake was a popular place in the summer so she knew it was worth keeping up, even if they didn't have a lot of fond memories of the place. Her dad had mostly used it to drink himself into oblivion.
It was off-season now and the lake was empty. No one ever came out here at this time of year.
Except horny teenagers.
I grinned. I certainly felt like one. In fact... I turned to look at Caro. Before she'd even taken off her seatbelt I was sliding across the seat and pawing at her.
"Chan!"
I nipped her neck.
"Want to do it in the car?"
She looked at me.
"I thought you wanted a picnic?"
I nodded seriously.
"I do. After."
She giggled and blushed. Damn if I didn't love making her blush!
I doubted that would ever get old, even when we were.
"Come on silly, let's go down to the water and watch the sunset."
"Whatever you want Princess."
A warm feeling spread through me as I followed her down the path to the sandy beach. We were going to grow old together. That was pretty much the greatest thing ever.
I knew she'd be beautiful to me, even when we were old and gray.
And we had plenty of years of fun before then.
Staring now.
I watched her spread out the blanket. I tried to help but she shooed me away. Then she helped me sit down. I liked it when she fussed over me. I was going to like fussing over her even more.
I looked around. We were alone.
It was a bit chilly but it would do.
Besides, I would do my damnedest to keep us both warm.
I casually threw my arm around her shoulder as we stared out over the water. Little Miss Caro had no idea the kind of night she had ahead of her. But I did. I had lots of ideas.
The sun was casting a warm pink glow over everything. It was beautiful. But the color pink just made me horny.
My cock was already standing at attention.
I wanted to get my hands on her right now... and my mouth... and my...
I pounced on her.
"Eeek!"
She let out the cutest little squeal as I rolled her to her back. I growled, pawing at her clothing and biting her neck. She was out of breath in no time.
Hell, so was I.
I ran my hands over her body, staring down into her eyes. Then slowly I started to unbutton her blouse, spreading it open as I reached the top.
"Chan, what are you doing?"
I leaned down to kiss the supple skin above her bra.
"Making love to my wife."
"But we are outside!"
I looked up at her.
"The great outdoors you mean?"
I went back to kissing her as I undid her jeans.
"Yes!"
I sat up and pulled my shirt off.
"That is the perfect place to enjoy nature's bounty."
She was giving me an outraged expression. So I slid my hand into her jeans. She shut her mouth abruptly. Then she opened it with a soft sigh.
"Oh... Chan..."
I grinned and lowered my head, tugging her bra down with my teeth. I went to work on her nipples as my fingers toyed with her delicate folds. I strummed the tiny nub above her opening, making her wiggle on the blanket.
I pulled my fingers out and licked them. I wanted to taste her, but I couldn't wait.
"Can't wait, sorry."
She watched me hungrily as I stripped. I liked that. Her lips parted as my cock sprang free. It was harder than a telephone pole in a snowstorm. Her eyes grew wide with appreciation.
Damn if I didn't like that even more!
I had her jeans off and her gorgeous legs spread in a heartbeat. I took a moment to appreciate the stunning beauty before me. Then I climbed between them.
"Chan..."
I groaned as I slid my cock head against her slippery folds. She was ready for me. I'd take care of spoiling her later.
This was an emergency 'thought I lost my wife forever' kind of fuck.
A 'five alarm fire fuck' if you will.
I plunged forward, making us both moan. I savored the feeling of her snug pussy for a few seconds. But then it was game on. I grabbed her hips and went to town.
I drove forward again and again. I couldn't have slowed down if my life depended on it. Thank the good Lord that Caro seemed to feel the same way.
It had been too long since I had her. Too long since I felt that sweet release. I had a t
errible feeling this was going to be over in five minutes.
Or less.
I stopped, breathing heavily. My balls were twitching. I groaned, reaching down to grab the base of my shaft.
Caro was tossing her beautiful head beneath me. Her pulse fluttered in her throat. I felt a shivering, shaking kind of feeling everywhere our skin touched.
Even without moving, I was about to make her cum.
I felt the first wave hit as her body bore down on me, caressing my shaft with her silky walls.
She convulsed all around me.
I lost the battle to go slow.
Fuck making it last. This one was going to be huge.
I plunged into her hard and fast. I rode her, not being gentle, not able to stop and kiss her. It was just us, and our sweet spots, locked together under the stars.
I felt my shaft swell and knew it was time. I grabbed her hips and bellowed as my cock pulsed out, emptying my essence into her. Load after load of my seed came barreling through me, until I was spent. It was the hardest I'd ever come in my life.
By about a million.
Beneath me Caro was still shaking with the force of her release. Her lips were pink, her cheeks flushed, her eyes heavy with passion.
Damn, if she didn't look fine!
Slowly I pulled away, kissing her naked body. Finally I rolled to my back, utterly exhausted. Making love to your wife was a serious business.
Caro nestled her head in my shoulder. I kissed her beautiful hair, holding her against me. The stars were clear and bright above us.
It was perfect.
"You meant it? About renewing our vows?"
I nodded. I sure as shit did.
"Yes, Princess."
She smiled shyly, pulling her clothes back on. I hated when she did that. But I had to admit that the mosquitos were getting frisky.
"Because, I thought this would be a good place for our wedding."
"Not in the church?"
She shook her head and gave me a look.
"I think we've had enough of church weddings don't you?"
I laughed and pulled her into my arms. The woman always surprised me.
"You have a good point there."
This time I let her help me to my feet.
"Let's go."
"Where?"
"To bed of course. I'm not done with you yet."
She looked shocked. But not disinterested.
"You're not?"
"Not even close."
Carolina
"Chan, this place is filthy. I'm not sleeping here."
I stared around the cabin, a little bit disgusted. He came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Who said anything about sleeping?"
I rolled my eyes.
"You should be taking it easy!"
He winked and took the blanket from me, laying it on the floor in front of the fireplace. Then he took the picnic basket and pulled out a candle.
"How did you-"
"Ah, do not question The Master."
He leaned in close.
"I had an ally."
I was laughing as he lit the candle and pulled out a bottle of wine.
"Who?"
"Your Grandmother of course. A fine woman."
I sat down on the blanket beside him. With the windows open and the candle burning, it was cozy in here. I accepted the plastic cup of wine.
"I'm driving."
"Not for hours."
He wiggled his eyebrows at me. I took a sip. Why not? I forced myself to relax. I'd been in such a state of turmoil for weeks now. It was hard to remember that things were different now.
Everything was okay. More than okay. Chan was mine again.
And I was his.
"And now for the feast!"
He dramatically pulled two sandwich bags from the basket. Now I was really laughing.
"What is it? PBJ?"
He frowned.
"I'm not sure actually. What kind of sandwiches do vegetarians eat?"
"PBJ. Veggies. Um..."
He opened his and sniffed.
"It's smells like tomatoes."
I opened my sandwich and smiled.
"It is! It's a BLT!"
"Come again?"
"Gran always made me summer sandwiches- it was a BLT. Just with no B."
He held his glass up.
"To my wife!"
I toasted, feeling shy suddenly.
"To my husband."
We ate our sandwiches in silence. Chan commented how good they were. I told him it was the salt and pepper.
"It only works with really fresh tomatoes. And really good bread."
He murmured his agreement. Then he looked in the picnic basket for seconds.
"Damn."
He looked at me.
"I'm still hungry Caro."
"Sorry. I guess we just have to go home."
He grabbed my ankle and pulled my legs out.
"I'm sure I could find something to eat... here."
He stared at me as he unlaced one of my sneakers, then the other. He tossed them over his shoulders. Then he pulled off my socks one at a time. Next he reached for my buttons, undoing my jeans and dragged them down my legs.
I was breathing heavily as Chan kissed his way up my legs. He nipped my inner thighs before reaching my panties. He kissed me, right there, through the thin cotton fabric. His tongue felt hot and wet and so so good.
Oh!
I let out a soft sigh of contentment as he played with me through my panties. I couldn't stop my hips from moving. He practically tore the panties off of me after that.
Chan went to work on me, his hands lifting my hips so he could chow down. He held nothing back. The sensations were overwhelming as he slathered me with his tongue. I cried out as he dragged my nub into his mouth, sucking hard.
Then he flicked his tongue against me rapidly.
I screamed.
He didn't stop as I started to shake. I was close to coming but I wasn't there yet. I knew it was coming though. Soon.
He slipped one of his fingers inside me and hooked it so it dragged against a very sensitive spot deep inside me.
Then I came.
Hard.
Chan put his free hand on my tummy, holding me in place as I convulsed. He didn't let up, keeping me going until the tremors were so delicate, so small, you could barely see them.
I could hardly speak by the time he pulled me into his arms, his cheek against mine. I was limp, utterly relaxed. He shifted and I could feel his arousal against me. I wanted to make him feel as good as I did.
I reached for his jeans and he grabbed my hand.
"I'm trying to calm down so I don't embarrass myself Princess."
"How?"
"By finishing too quickly!"
I smiled at him.
"I want to do what you just did for me."
His mouth opened. I'd finally shocked him.
"Let me try."
He nodded his head, looking very nervous.
And excited.
Very, very excited.
He kicked his jeans off and threw his shorts across the room. I almost laughed at how fast his clothes came off. Then he lay back on his elbows, watching me as I climbed between his thick legs. His cock twitched as I stared at it. I gripped it, pulling it towards me.
He felt like hot silk over steel. So hard. So big. So perfect.
So much bigger than my mouth. This was going to be... tricky.
I flicked my tongue against the tip experimentally. He groaned. That was a good start.
I let my tongue wander, tasting the salty liquid that had already gathered at the tip. I traced the shiny head, sliding my fingertips up and down his shaft.
He was making funny sounds as I licked him like an ice cream cone.
My ice cream cone.
I pulled the tip into my mouth and sucked, flicking my tongue against it. He let out a strangled shout. I eased my mouth down a bit further. It couldn
't go very far.
That didn't seem to bother Chan. He was moaning like crazy. The sounds were so sexy, it just spurred me on. I stroked him with my hands as I experimentally bobbed my head up and down a few times. I felt him grow even bigger in my mouth suddenly. Then it happened.
Chan let out a groan as his cock seemed to lurch in my mouth. He pushed me away, grabbing his cock to point it away from me.
I watched as thick ropey streams of his seed came spurting out. It covered his belly and dripped over his hands. He was still curled up, his shoulders shaking involuntarily.
I leaned forward, reaching for him again.
"Can I taste?"
His eyes grew wide as he scooted away from me- as fast as he could go.
"Oh God- no. Next time. I think I will die if you try that now."
I giggled, watching him run to the bathroom to clean up.
He was back quickly, looking sheepish. There was also a look of awe in his eyes. I'd impressed him somehow. That meant a lot coming from Mr. Experienced.
He pulled me into his arms and kissed me, drawing the blanket over my back.
"Princess, you are full of surprises."
Chapter Twenty Two
Chandler
I was stiff. Achy. Sore.
I opened my eyes. We had fallen asleep at the cabin. On the floor. Naked.
Whoops.
It was no wonder I was stiff. Not just my cock either. That was hard as a rock too though. I grinned. It would be a shame to let a perfectly good hard on go to waste...
I let my hands wander over my sleeping wife's curves.
She moaned, turning over in her sleep.
God, she looked glorious in the morning light. All pink nipples and creamy skin. I lifted the edge of the blanket that we'd rolled ourselves up in.
And... all sorts of other delicious parts.
"Good morning Princess."
She smiled at me. Then she squealed as I bit her nipple.
"Chan! What are you doing?"
"How about a repeat performance of last night?"
"We have to get back."
I sighed deeply.
"When am I going to get you alone again?"
She smirked at me.
"After the wedding I suppose. You'll just have to wait."
I growled, tossing her over my shoulder.
"Like hell I will!"
I carried her outside to the dock. She was naked other than the blanket she'd managed to hold onto. I strode to the end of the wobbly old dock and shifted her in my arms so I could see her face.