by Vivian Ward
As soon as I crawled back on top of her, she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me into her. She was so slick from what I’d been doing to her that I was able to slip into her easily.
I could never get enough of how she felt when her tight pussy grabbed onto my dick. She felt amazing as I slowly pushed myself into her before pumping in and out of her. Shay moaned as I picked up speed.
“I love you,” I told her, looking into her eyes as I moved in and out of her. The words lit a passion in me. I didn’t want to just tell her. I wanted her to feel just how much I loved her so I began thrusting even deeper. “I love you,” I said again.
“I love you too,” Shay said with a whimper, barely able to get the words out between moans of pleasure.
I loved the way the words sounded coming out of her mouth. As I picked up speed, I delivered the last few thrusts I had in me as I released into her. My moan was deep and primal.
I pushed her down into the mattress while her legs squeezed around me before I collapsed to her side. We both laid there, neither one of us able to catch our breath.
Sexually, I believed that Shay and I were meant for one another. We fit together like a glove, and I’d never experienced such passion with anyone else.
Up until that point, the day Shay said she loved me was easily the best day of my life. Of course, every day felt like that to me.
Whenever I thought it couldn’t get any better, she would surprise me and prove me wrong.
I had no clue how anything would top that day. All I knew was that I loved her, and she loved me. They weren’t just words. She really meant what she’d said. We loved each other, and nothing was going to take that from me. Ever.
I’d kill someone before I’d ever let that happen.
Chapter 8
Nick
As winter turned into spring and spring started to make way for summer, Shay and I did nothing but grow closer and closer to one another. By the time June rolled around, we’d been together officially for just about six months.
“You know, June is my anniversary at work, right?” she asked me.
“No, I didn’t know that. Are they gonna throw you a party or something?”
“Yeah, right. Those cheapskates? I’d be surprised if the owners threw birthday parties for their own kids,” she joked. “I do have some good news, though.”
“What’s that?”
“When my work anniversary gets here, I’ll qualify for the top-tier vacation schedule.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means my vacation days will be maxed. I’ll have a total of twenty vacation days to use for the year on top of my personal days.”
“That’s awesome. Congratulations.”
“Thanks! I was thinking that we should probably put the vacation days to good use. We should get out of here and go do something.”
The two of us discussed at length what kinds of things we’d like to do. We didn’t have a particular idea in mind, but we both liked a lot of the same things. We both loved nature and liked to be outdoors. After some research, we found some cabins in Ely that looked like they’d be good to spend some time at.
Her store was going through inventory and other important things so it was going to be a few weeks before she could use any of her time off but that gave us a little bit of time to plan.
Neither of us had a ton of extra money, but when we put it together, we were able to rent a cabin for the summer. It wouldn’t be ours all summer, we had no way to be able to afford that.
Instead, the rental was a shared cabin. We’d have access to it on the first week of every month.
Even though we both loved the outdoors, neither of us had ever rented a cabin before. Hell, I’d never even been camping.
Foster homes don’t really take you out to do a lot of things like that. Since it was going to be a new experience for us, we were both very excited. The cabin itself was very secluded. It was located deep in the woods. There were neighbors for miles.
There was also no television and no cell phone reception. It would just be me and Shay with no interruptions and no distractions. That was what I liked the most about it.
No matter how much time I spent with her, I always wanted more. It never seemed like I was able to get enough of her. The last thing I wanted to do was smother her but at the same time, I hated every second we were apart.
I never said anything when Shay would spend the day shopping with Kim or when she wanted to set up double dates with her friends. I didn’t want to be the kind of guy who complained about stuff like that, even though I didn’t like to share her.
I wanted to have her all to myself. She was my girl, and I valued the time we spent together.
Shay got to see a side of me that I kept hidden from the outside world. She got to see a side of me that I never let anyone else see, not even Curtis.
Over the months that we’d been together, I found myself opening up to her more than I ever imagined I would. I opened up about some parts of my past, but not about anything significant.
There were still some things I wasn’t comfortable talking about.
I stuck to partial truths as opposed to outright lies. I gave bits and pieces of my history that actually happened, but I either gave them to her out of context, or I completely left out the more painful parts.
Even though I didn’t want her to know about how shitty my life had been, I hated having to lie to her. I wanted to be able to tell her about all the things that had happened to me as well as what I’d done and where I’d been for five years before I met her. It drove me insane to have to lie to her on a daily basis but what else was I supposed to do?
I had everything that I wanted. I had the love of my dream girl. I had a good job that paid the bills. Even though it wasn’t the best, I had a place of my own. I was happy for the first time in my life, and I wasn’t going to fuck it all up by telling Shay about a past that I wished I could forget.
What would be the point of saying anything?
The past is over, and it’s best to leave it in the rear view mirror. The things that had happened to me. The things that I’d done. They were all over. There was no going back and changing anything so why would it make sense to dwell on them. I was focused on the future and to me, that future was all about me and Shay.
That girl was my life. If I hadn’t met her, I had no clue where I’d be. I had no idea who’d I’d be. Just thinking about that scared me and I didn’t want to find out the answers to those questions.
I was waiting impatiently inside of Shay’s apartment, waiting for her to come home from work. I paced back and forth and time seemed to move incredibly slowly.
It was something I seemed to do a lot, especially when I was either nervous or excited. I couldn’t sit still. I needed to keep moving. I was definitely excited.
While I waited, I packed a bag for each of us so we were ready to leave for our week in the cabin. I didn’t have to pack a whole lot. I packed some clothes, although I didn’t plan on either one of us wearing them all that often.
In my mind, ahead of us was a week full of sex with food in between. Shay had mentioned that she wouldn’t mind going on a hike since we’d be out in the woods. It was something I’d never done, and it sounded cool so I agreed.
I made sure we both had the right clothes for that adventure. As I was zipping up my duffel bag, I heard the front door closing. My girl was finally there.
“Nick? Are you here?” she yelled out from the living room.
“Yeah, I’m in the bedroom,” I replied.
Shay
I walked in and was surprised to see that he had everything packed and ready for the trip.
“You didn’t have to do all this,” I said. “I would have helped you when I got here.”
“I know you would have. I was just trying to make things easier on you. I figured we could get on the road quicker if it were done.” “Well, thank you,” I told him as I walked up and gave him a kiss. “L
et me get a quick shower and then we can be on our way.”
“That sounds good. Mind if I join you?”
“Not at all,” I winked.
Nick jumped into the shower with me, soaping me up and talking about how much fun we were going to have at the cabin. I was excited about our trip, and it was really going to be the first vacation I’d ever taken as an adult.
As I turned my back to Nick to rinse the soap off my body, he started running his hands up and down my hips, moving them up and down while trailing kisses along the back of my neck and the top of my back. I moaned and pushed my ass in his direction, his hard-on poking me.
“Wow, I had no clue that the thought of going camping excited you so much,” I joked, giggling a bit.
Once I was completely washed off, I turned the water off and jumped out of the shower, leaving Nick and his erection standing inside.
“Nope, that’s not happening. Not yet,” I continued to joke, refusing him of the sex he was after.
“Oh come on,” Nick said, jumping out of the shower behind me. I could hear the lust in his voice and see the desire in his eyes.
“Let’s save until we get there. It will be more exciting,” I announced, laughing and running into the bedroom.
I could hear Nick sighing, but he didn’t follow me. I turned around just in time to see him looking down at his throbbing hard-on and shrugging to himself.
Less than an hour later, we were on the road. About an hour into the drive, we lost the signal of the radio station we were listening to so I started scanning the stations, trying to find something good.
Nick reached over and pulled me to him, wrapping his arm around me and holding me close to his body. That was one thing I loved about his truck.
It has one long seat in the front instead of two individual seats. This allowed me to sit right next to him. It also gave me more than enough room to lie down if the mood struck me.
As we drove further out of the city and deeper into the country, I was in awe of our surroundings. There were trees as far as the eye could see and the sun had just started setting in the sky, casting deep purple shadows in the clouds. I’d never seen a view so breathtaking.
I placed my hand on his chest, rubbing it up and down as he drove. I loved how his muscles felt over the top of his shirt. I’d never been with somebody like him before. He was such a man, so powerful.
He was almost more of a beast than a man. That was a pretty fun way to describe him, but it was true. He was very much beast-like. He was a big, strong guy with a raw sexuality that drove me crazy every time he touched me. I loved it, and I loved him.
The longer we drove, the more I started to realize that we hadn’t seen another driver in ages. We were driving away from civilization and towards our cabin, which was literally in the middle of nowhere.
We’d have all the privacy we wanted. Since there wasn’t anyone else out on the roads, I figured it would be a good time to give him a little surprise.
I reached over and started messing with the strap of his belt, trying to get it loosened without him knowing what I was doing.
I wasn’t nearly as slick as I thought I was because he looked down just as I had the belt out of the buckle and was unbuttoning his pants. His erection popped out at me as soon as I had his zipper time.
“Wow, that didn’t take any time at all,” I said, looking up at him with a raised eyebrow.
“What can I say? You just have an effect on me,” he responded while shifting his body behind the wheel so he could tug his pants down for me.
I grabbed his dick in my hand, causing him to sharply exhale before taking a deep breath in. I started to stroke him, slowly moving my hand up and down on him. Nick’s eyes drifted away from the road and down towards me.
“Eyes on the road, mister,” I told him as I leaned into him, kissing his neck and nibbling on his earlobes.
I lowered my head down and started kissing all over the head of his cock. It must have had an effect on him because the hairs on his legs were standing straight up.
Nick moaned as I opened my mouth and took his dick all the way into the back of my throat. He always complimented me on how well I could give head. I guess I was blessed with the lack of a gag reflex.
My hand tugged on while I ran my tongue all over his head. He grabbed a handful of my hair as I took him in and out of my mouth. Nick used my hair to push me even further down onto him. I always knew he was getting close when he started to control how fast my movements were.
I picked up the pace, knowing he was getting close. I moaned as I sucked, letting him know that going down on him was turning me on just as much as him. I loved pleasing my man.
As I sucked faster and faster, Nick started moving his hips around. Before I knew it, I felt his hot load hit the back of my throat before I swallowed it down.
“Fuck,” Nick said. “I love you so fucking much.”
I looked up at him and smiled.
“I love you too, Nick,” I said with a smile before scooting in close to him, where I would remain for the rest of the trip.
Nick
Our trip to the cabin had been amazing. We spent most of our time in bed. The rest of the time was filled with relaxing in the hot tub, hiking the trails that surrounded us and watching the sun rise and set.
It was beautiful out there. It reminded me of something you’d see on a postcard or in a painting.
Shay decided that since we were going to be spending quite a bit of time at the cabin that summer, she was going to start a nature collection of things she found there. She found all kinds of neat things like unique rocks and things of that nature.
Before we could blink, our week was over, and it was time to come back home to the real world. We had a blast with one another but the time had gone by too quickly. I was already looking ahead to the following month when we’d get to have the adventure all over again.
The night we got back, Shay came to my apartment, something I’d gone out of my way to avoid.
“Oh no, no, no,” she said. “This just isn’t going to work.”
“I know it’s not the best babe, but it works. It’s not like I spend a lot of time here.”
“That’s not what I mean. This apartment actually has a lot of potential, but I get the feeling you aren’t the best when it comes to interior decorating.”
“What are you trying to say?” I joked.
“You know exactly what I mean. I think this place could look really nice. It just needs a woman’s touch.”
“Yeah? Well, you can do whatever you want with is just as long as I don’t come home to pink walls. At least leave a hint of a man living here.”
“Okay, deal.”
She didn’t have to go back to work for a couple of days so the plan was for her to crash at my place for the night. When I went to work the next morning, she’d stay there and take care of whatever decorating she wanted to do.
The work day was long. All I could think about all day was getting back to my apartment to see Shay and find out what she’d done to my place.
On my way home, I decided to drop by the store to pick up some flowers for her. It would be my way of thanking her for helping me get my place in order.
I called Shay’s cell phone while I was in my car to find out if she was making something for dinner or if I needed to pick up something for us to eat while I was out. It rang four times and went to voicemail.
I waited a few minutes and tried again, only to be met with the same result. I tried again a third time and still got no answer. I found it odd that her phone would be going to voice mail.
She always answered my calls, no matter where she was or what she was doing.
Although it was odd that she wasn’t answering her phone, I was sure there was a good explanation for it. When I pulled into the parking lot for my apartment building, I saw her car parked in the lot, right where it had been that morning. I was glad she was there and figured she was either taking or a shower or nappin
g.
I made my way into the building and walked down the hall. My door was unlocked so I entered quietly, not wanting to disturb her if she was resting.
After shutting the door behind me, I turned to see her sitting at the kitchen table. She was seated with her back to me with her face looking down towards the floor.
“Honey, I’m home,” I yelled jokingly as I kicked off my shoes and went over to join her at the table. “These are for you,” I said, holding the flowers out to her.
Shay didn’t move a muscle. She didn’t say anything to me, and she didn’t acknowledge the flowers I was holding in my hand. Instead, she kept looking at the table, her arms crossed in front of her.
“Babe? Is everything okay?” I asked after looking at her for a moment. Again, she didn’t reply. She appeared to be frozen in time.
I was starting to get worried that something might be wrong with her so I sat the flowers down on the table and went down to one knee next to her.
I reached out and touched her shoulder, prompting her to jump up from the table, jerking away from my touch.
“Shit,” I yelled out complete involuntarily. I wasn’t expecting the sudden movement, and she startled me.
I stood up, studying her face, completely confused by what was happening. Finally getting a good look, I saw that her eye makeup was smeared, and her eyes appeared to be puffy and bloodshot. It looked as though she’d been crying. When I touched her, her face contorted in fear and anger.
What in the world is happening here?
Shay looked like she was in the middle of a panic attack. I’d seen many people have them, but I’d never known her to have a problem with them.
Her breathing was deep and choppy, almost like she was trying to catch her breath after running. I didn’t know what it was, but something was freaking her out. Something had her scared.