"You mean sitting here together?"
"Yeah. Exactly. We don't feel like we have to entertain each other, we don't have to constantly reassure each other, like many new relationships. We're content to just sit together in silence."
"It does feel good, but we don't have a new relationship. We have a new level to a very solid, long-standing relationship.
"You're right." He nodded. "You have to admit, though, a lot of this is new."
"Some of it." I enjoyed the deep rumble of his voice coming through his chest. "Like the way that your smile makes my heart beat faster, and the thrill that runs through me when I look at you and see that look in your eyes that says you're thinking naughty thoughts." I shifted in until my head lay on his lap and I looked up at him. "But a lot of it's the same. You're still my best friend, you know me as well as I know myself and just because now we get naked and sweaty together, that hasn't changed."
"I know," he smoothed one hand over my hair, "that's what makes it feel so right."
I tipped my bottle up and drained the last couple of sips. "Well," I stretched one arm out and put the empty bottle on the coffee table. "I don't know about you, but I'm gonna get ready for bed." I got up and headed for the bedroom. "Why don't you finish that before you join me?" I hoped he'd take the hint and give me a few minutes before following.
"Yeah." He lifted his bottle to the light to see how much he had. "I'll be there in a few."
22
I hurried to get things together before he got to the bedroom. Pulling the chair I kept in the bedroom from the corner, I positioned it near the bed, then carefully piled all the pillows at2 the head of the bed. I made sure the batteries in both my vibrators were fresh then tucked them out of sight under one of the pillows before slipping into a blue satin and lace, baby doll top, skipping the matching panties. I sat on the bed and leaned back against the mound of pillows with my legs curled together in front of me so it wasn't immediately obvious I wasn't wearing panties, then I waited.
I didn't have to wait long before Robin came through the door. He'd kicked off his boots and was wearing just his jeans. I spent a moment admiring the slim, muscled body that stood in my bedroom.
"Have a seat." I motioned to the chair with a seductive smile.
He sat without taking his eyes off me, he seemed shortly speechless.
"You asked to see, so I'll show you, but I don't think it's going to be what you want. I'm gonna reserve the right to have an encore performance, just for entertainment, later."
He swallowed before he could speak. "Um, okay."
I closed my eyes, trying to forget the eyes on me as I reached down, pulled the slender silver bullet vibrator from beneath the pillow, and twisted it, activating the motor before tucking it between two fingers. I moved the toy slowly, lightly running it over my skin. Down over my belly then up, teasing the skin of my breasts with the cold steel. I ran it around the lace of my top focusing on the darker flesh of my nipple, making it draw to a tight small bead before moving to the other and doing the same. My body arched into the small buzzing thing in my hand as I enjoyed the sensations it sent through me.
I extended my legs as I slipped the bullet into my left hand and continued to tease my nipples with it. With my right hand, I reached under the pillow once more and withdrew a candy apple red vibrator. This one was about an inch in diameter and six inches long. I twisted the knob on the bottom, turning it on, then slid it over my hip and between my thighs.
Parting my legs, slightly at first, just enough to slip the toy inside, then more as I moved the toy along my outer lips, teasing the sensitive skin. I gently worked the larger vibrator up and down, until the tip parted my vulva and became wet with my juices. Once slick, I moved it up and pressed it against my clit. The combined sensations of the smaller vibrator teasing my nipple through the lace of my nightie and the larger toy vibrating against my clit quickly sent my hips thrusting upward straining as I achieved release. I pulled both vibes away from my skin and turned them off as I tried to catch my breath enough to speak.
"Well?" I asked, opening my eyes. "Was it what you had in mind?"
"Wow." He shifted in his seat. The tight fit of his jeans told me he wasn't unaffected by the display. "Do you ever put them inside you?"
"Sometimes, if I feel the need, but the show turned me on some and I didn't need it tonight."
"Are you up for more?" His eyes were full of heat. "Or are you finished for a while?"
"Oh, no. I'd love more. I told you, I only use them to take the edge off, so I can live with myself. They're in no way a replacement for the real thing." I scooted to one side of the bed and curled one finger at him. "Wanna come play?"
"Do you have any doubts?" He stood and shed his jeans.
I watched as his erect cock swung with his movements as he crawled up the bed toward me. I was mesmerized by the sleek body closing in on me. As he drew closer, he lowered his head to capture my mouth. A hand touched my shoulder then slid down my body to cup my breast through the satin and lace.
I moaned into his mouth as he rubbed his thumb back and forth over the nipple. It was much the same motion I'd used with the vibrator, but the sensations were vastly different. I arched into him, pressing myself against his hand.
He broke the kiss to run his lips and tongue along my neck, sending chills through my body. "Do I get to play with your toys too? Or are you keeping them all to yourself?" He breathed against my skin.
"Go ahead. I'm curious what you'll do."
"Use them on you, of course."
I looked at him and arched one brow, silently daring him to do his worst, or best, depending on how you looked at it.
He stretched out next to me and reached across my body to pick up the bullet, after looking at for a moment he twisted the housing, turning it on. Once the small toy was making tiny rapid movements, he shot me a grin I knew meant he had something planned and turned it off again. He flashed me a mischievous look before he ran his empty hand up my thigh, over my hip and under the hem of my teddy. At the same time, he leaned closer and started to pull one of the thin straps off my shoulder with his teeth, dropping the strap as soon as my breast was free. A callused hand smoothed over my stomach while fingers brushed the underside of my breast. He slid his hand around to my back while his mouth closed over the exposed nipple. He ran his tongue over and over the tight, drawn tip.
After a moment, he pulled away and knelt on the bed beside me. "This doesn't quite work. I want both hands on you, not supporting myself. That means we need a new position." He took my hands and pulled me up to kneel beside him. "Kneel over me, on your hands and knees, then I can play with you as I see fit." He tossed the extra pillows off the side of the bed and lay so that he was on his back with his head near the center of the bed.
"Where do you want me?" I knelt over him.
"Can you get your knees a little just under my shoulders? I want to be able to reach as much as possible."
It only took me a few seconds to kneel, as he wanted "Here?" I asked, my body still upright.
"Perfect, but slip that arm out of the strap, or when you bend down you'll cover up again, and that would be a shame."
I rolled my eyes and pulled my arm from the strap, leaving the other in place before lowering myself onto my hands. I looked along the underside of my body into his upturned face. His eyes were so full of heat and desire that I shuddered in anticipation.
"Perfect." He skimmed both hands up the outsides of my thighs and up over my exposed ass. I couldn't stop myself from moving into them, rubbing against the warm, loving hands as they worked their way over my skin. Robin's head lifted to, capture the bare, puckered nipple into his mouth. One hand moved up and down the inside of my thigh with a light touch, while the other held and massaged my still covered breast through the satin and lace.
The heat of his mouth on my breast disappeared as Robin turned his attention to the other one, gripping with the hand wrapped around it tight and taking the tip
to his mouth, wetting the fabric as he bit gently at the tip hidden underneath. He moved the hand on my thigh higher, until I felt his fingers separate my tender folds and rub against the bundle of nerves hidden inside.
I threw my head back and cried out as he teased his fingers back and forth over the swollen flesh. They dipped into the moisture seeping from my opening and spread it, making sure all of me was slick as he gently played the digits over and over the sensitive skin.
The attention at my breasts disappeared and Robin's body shifted beneath me. He slid down the bed and before I could ask where he was going, his tongue ran the length of my slit. He withdrew and blew a gentle breath against my hot, wet skin, sending shivers through me with the changing sensations.
The bed shifted and I knew Robin was moving again but I was barely aware of anything not happening directly to me. Then I felt him pressing against me from behind.
His arms reached around my sides to cup and fondle my breasts, tweaking both nipples as he played with them. He slid the length of erect cock up and down, sliding through the moisture leaking from my core, timing his strokes with the not-quite gentle tugs he gave my breasts. The combination of sensations sent lightning bolts of pleasure through my entire body and I cried out his name.
His hands moved again, one tangled in the length of my hair tugging gently. I cried out again, no words, just sound. I didn't know where his other hand had gone, and in the moment, I didn't care. I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper. I blinked, thankful one of us had the presence of mind to remember it.
He was filling me, slowly pressing his thick erection deep inside me until his hips met my ass. With slow movements, he pulled out again. He made several shallow thrusts with barely more than the tip remaining inside me, teasing me before plunging all the way inside again.
The pattern continued for several moments. When I was ready to scream in frustration, he pressed one hand against the center of my back. "Down," he said, "on your elbows, not of your hands."
I pushed back against him, bending my arms without moving my hands. The new position left the tips of my breasts just touching the bed. Behind me, Robin started moving inside me again, the movement made my nipples brush the blanket with every thrust. One bare and one still covered in damp lace, the friction and different feel pushed me higher and higher, closer to the edge.
I was so close to the edge of the abyss that when I felt the vibrating bullet touch the puckered flesh of my rear entrance it threw me over and I screamed. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through me until I lost track of time. I was vaguely aware of Robin pulling out and moving away but all I could do was collapse onto the bed, boneless. Spent and sated, I was still barely able to form thoughts, much less words when he came back into the room.
He moved the bedding and pillows and helped me into bed before climbing in beside me. "Did you like?"
"No, I loved." I breathed before drifting off to sleep with his arms wrapped around me.
23
I thought I was dreaming. Robin's hands were all over me. I wanted more. I couldn't contain the soft moan that worked its way up my throat.
"Robin." I opened my eyes. The light in the room was dim, it was early, barely dawn, I wasn't dreaming.
"Finally I was starting to think you'd never wake up."
"I'm awake." I could barely breath, much less speak. "Harder."
"How? I'm not inside you yet."
"You're hands. Squeeze. Touch. Be rough."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't."
He must have believed me because his touch got rougher, his hand on my breast squeezed harder, and he pinched my nipple with more strength as he slid into me, the slick heat leaking from me let him sink deep in one swift thrust.
My back arched, pressing my breast into his hand as another moan escaped me.
"You really like that." He said against my skin.
"Mhmm." I couldn't think enough to form words. The waves of pleasure coursing through my body pushed all thought from my mind. I could only gasp and move with him. My hands closed around the only part of him I could reach, his arms. My fingers curled as my muscles seized and contracted while pleasure raced through me. I was vaguely aware of Robin stiffening behind me, he groaned, then curled against me. I sighed, closed my eyes and fell in to a satisfied sleep.
***
When I woke again, the room was bright but I was alone. I stretched and sat up, blinking as I looked around. Picking up my glasses off the nightstand, I put them on and the world suddenly came back into focus. I expected that Robin was already gone. He'd been leaving early, around the time he'd woken me this morning, for he last week.
I slid out of bed and pulled on an over-sized tee shirt, then headed to the kitchen. I needed coffee.
In the kitchen, I found a half pot of coffee, still hot, and a note under the edge of my favorite mug.
"Babe,
Hope you slept well. I should be home around four. Have a good day.
R."
I smiled while Spooning sugar into my cup then filled it with the dark, bitter caffeine. I took a sip and paused, waiting for the stimulant to hit my system.
I stood at the counter looking out the kitchen window while I drank the first cup of coffee. The stretch of desert between my yard and the river, several hundred yards from house, had turned green in the warm weather. The grass had already grown tall enough that it danced in the wind.
I drained the cup and refilled it before taking the cup into the bedroom to get dressed.
***
I pulled on a bright blue tank top and a pair of loose cotton shorts, then hunted down my phone and called Jenny.
"You busy today?" I asked once I had her on the line.
"Not unless you count sitting on my ass flipping through the channels busy."
"Wanna go down to the river with me?"
"Why not. When do you plan on going?"
"I was thinking after lunch. Why don't you come by? We can eat then go play in the water."
"Sounds good. I'll see you in a couple hours."
I hung up and put a roast in the Crockpot so I wouldn't have to come back early to get dinner started, then I went to find towels, sunscreen and my swimsuit.
***
By the time Jenny knocked on the door, I had my bag packed and sitting in a chair in the living room. I let her in and we headed to the kitchen to fix lunch.
"So, where is he?" Jenny looked around for Robin.
"Working. He'll be home later."
"Home?" She lifted one brow. "Has he moved in already?"
"Not officially, but we spend our free time together and it’s been here for the most part."
"I can't believe your cousins aren't hovering over your every move."
"They probably would be if I'd let them. But I know they'd drive me crazy in no time. Robin's been pretty good. He takes care of me without hovering. The boys would just order me around and expect me to obey, you know how that always ends up." I gave her a conspiratory look.
Jenny laughed. "Yeah, but it's funny."
I fixed us sandwiches, and wrote a note for Robin, then we went outside and took the quad to down to the river.
Jenny and I splashed around in the shallow water, laughing and playing for about an hour before settling on a pair of rocks to one side. We let the cool water run over our feet and legs while we visited.
"So what have you been up to?" I asked.
"Work and sleep. I just got off seven days of nights. It's brutal. You know I'm a zombie when I'm working nights." She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, letting the sunshine on her face and warm her skin.
"Yeah."
"But I know what you've been doing." She gave me a wicked grin.
I gave her an unimpressed look. "Recovering from a very serious car accident." I didn't let my face betray that I was teasing, but she seemed to know anyway.
"And screwing the brains out of your best friend."
I stuc
k my tongue at her and changed the subject. We hadn't been sitting long when we heard the crunch of footsteps through the weeds, I turned to find Robin coming close, an unhappy look on his face and still wearing muddy jeans.
"Hey, you're early." I grinned.
"You didn't answer your phone. I got worried so I came home to check on you."
"I left it at the house, I didn't want to risk it getting wet." I stood to give him a kiss.
He looked me up and down, his disgruntlement quickly fading as I stood in front of him, uncaring that I only had on a tiny swimsuit. "Are you two having fun?"
"Yep." I sat back down with a splash. "Come on in and join us."
"I don't have my suit."
"So take of your shoes and socks and wade in anyway. It can't make your jeans any muddier." I looked up at him. "Unless you need to go back for some reason?"
He shook his head. "No, I'm good. Are you sure you want me to intrude on your girl time?"
"Nah, we're all caught up." Jenny put in, speaking for the first time since Robin arrived. "Join us."
He shrugged. "Why not." He sat on the rack of the quad and tugged off his shoes, leaving them on the sand beside the machine, he pulled his phone and wallet out of his pockets, and left them on the seat as he headed into the water.
He stepped in and slowly made his way to the middle of the stream, where the water was the deepest and hit him about mid-thigh. "How long have you two been out here?"
"I don't know. What time is it?" I stood and moved to join him.
"A little after two."
"Then about an hour and half."
"The water's cold."
"But the sun's warm." Jenny echoed what I'd told her earlier when she'd made the same complaint.
"Come on, it's nice." I made my way to him, stopping a couple of feet away. "You know summer's my favorite time of the year. Sun, water, and sunshine." I'd said sun twice on purpose. Winter was gray and gloomy, and I survived by dreaming of the summer sun.
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