Mister Romantic

by Alice Cooper

  Ian waited with bated breath, thinking that she would stop in time, but knowing deep down that that was not her intention. The wounds were healing and neither one of them had recognized that the water was doing what it was supposed to. What her grandfather had said was true. She really didn’t believe, but that didn’t mean that the recuperative powers of the springs couldn’t bring Ian back to his once proud form.

  “I think that there are times in life that you have to take a chance and this is one of them.” Caitlin moved around in the water, wading through and then seeing that he was more than ready. She took a hold of him and heard his intake of breath. She knew that he was powerless to resist. “I don’t think that there’s any reason to fight what is going to happen, Ian. I don’t know what it is and you can blame the hot springs if you want. If that makes you able to sleep at night, then I have no problem you putting the blame where it belongs.” I want my body to be the last thing that he remembers. He needs to know that there is something better out there besides an arranged marriage between clans. I won’t rest, until the only thing that he thinks about is me.”

  Ian desired her, but did not feel that this was the place or time to wallow in depravity. He felt her fingers on his cock and it more than made him rise up to the situation. He suddenly grabbed her around the waist, making her jump, but that didn’t not do anything to deter him from what he was going to do. Lifting her easily, she climbed up his body, until her legs were centered around his head.

  Thankful that there was a branch overhead, she grabbed onto it and swayed with the feeling of his tongue now opening her up to new experiences. Her body accepted this new intrusion, welcoming the agile digit that was now slithering inside her. Holding on tightly, she felt like she was going to lose consciousness.

  “This is too much…too fucking much… AHHHHH.” The feather like touches had turned into a flutter of his tongue between her legs. She was kicking aimlessly with her toes pointed straight out with every tendon in her leg now working in tandem of each other. Her juices squirted into his mouth and over his chin. There was no way that she could control the volume. She thought for sure that she was going to drown him. He sputtered, but he continued to show that he was up to the task at hand.

  Suddenly and without warning, her hands let go of the branch and now she was hanging upside down with his arms the only thing preventing him from dropping her into the water. Her hair was soaked and lazily floating along the surface, until he had the good sense to bring her back down onto her feet.

  “You are a very responsive young woman. I like my women to be vocal about their wants and needs. The one pet peeve that I have with any lover is that they just lie there and take it. You are not like that and I believe that I’ve found someone that matches my mentality when it comes to sexual desire.”

  “I was thinking the same thing, but I wasn’t sure how you felt about it. You’ve already confessed that this is nothing more than a stopover from where you intend to be. Let me show you that you don’t have to contend with just one lover. Let me show you that not all women are alike. We are different in so many ways and I want you to see and compare the reality to what you think you’re getting.” Caitlin gasped, as he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She felt the nudging presence of the large mushroom that was trying to make entry. The water and her own juices gave him the necessary lubrication to slip within her slippery folds. Feeling her wrap around him was almost too much for him to take.

  “I know what I said about not wanting to do this, but I think that you can ignore that sentiment. Your pussy is, so fucking hot that it feels like you’re going to burn me. I’m not complaining. I’ve never felt like I was inside something that I can only describe as fire. You squeeze and you tighten those muscles. I know from the look on your face that you are doing it on purpose. You think that you are fooling me, but the way that you squeeze your eyes shut tells me that you are concentrating on giving me a unique experience that I could never get anyplace else.” He had his hand underneath her firm ass, gripping and then pulling her towards him.

  For her part, Caitlin was grinding around in a circle and then bouncing up and down with her hands wrapped around his neck. She felt like she was riding a wild stallion, not unlike the one that was standing and watching all of this transpire. He was a beast and he knew exactly how to work that magic stick between his legs. Each time that she thought that he was close; she would clamp down and then bring everything to an abrupt stop. When she figured that that sensation had abated, she would continue to tease and please him beyond recognition.

  “I love the way that your cock fills up every inch of me. There isn’t any room for anything else. I need you to fuck me and not like some dainty little princess. I don’t want to be treated with kid gloves. I want it rough and I want you to give me something to think about on those lonely nights that I curl up with nobody beside me. My god, you are huge and you probably don’t even know how much I need this.” Caitlin couldn’t believe how easy it was to have her cherry broken. The slight pain was nothing in the grand scheme of things.

  “For my first time, I would say that I’m doing remarkably well at hiding it. He must have felt how tight I was, but he never mentioned a damn thing. I can’t believe that I’ve waited this long. I’ve heard stories, but I thought that they were exaggerating and now I see that it goes beyond that. This satisfies a part of me that I never knew was there. He aroused my curiosity and made me submit to a man that had all the women begging for a chance.” Caitlin felt that time approaching and she wasn’t shying away from it. She took one hand off his shoulder to give herself a little extra stimulation.

  “I’m going to fucking cum… I hope that you’re ready for this, because I don’t know if I…AMMMMMMMM.” Caitlin had done things with her hand, but it did not even come close to what was happening down below. Her lips were swollen and well taken care of. Her juices streamed down the shaft, collecting at his balls in the water. Her scream was due to his stamina and the way that he stayed with her through that orgasmic enlightening.

  “I love the way that a woman looks when they cum. I can’t get enough of it. With you it’s almost addictive to the point of being painful. I don’t want to go back to Kathleen, when I have you giving me everything I want and more.” He wasn’t sure, but he was thinking that maybe the natural order of things had to change. He didn’t want to be in any kind of loveless marriage. It didn’t matter if it was a tactic.

  “I can’t believe that you haven’t cum already. Let me see what I can do about changing that.” She had very little energy left, but she was willing to put everything in it to make him happy. She squeezed rhythmically, while beating holy hell on his ass with her heels. This only spurred him into a fitful rage of ecstasy. That came in the form of his legs lifting her and laying her on the water to float like a mystical mermaid. He gave her long hard strokes. “I can’t believe it…but I think… No… I know that I’m going to cum again… AHHHHH.” The first one was a tease compared to this last one.

  Caitlin thrashed and lost all control of her faculties, as his load emptied into her hot reservoir.

  He continued to drive in and out of her body, watching, as his cock was covered in a combination of both of them. “I don’t know what came over me. You have a very insatiable body and naughty mind. With both of those things going for you, you are a threat to every man in the area. You may have thought that I didn’t notice, but it wasn’t hard to realize that you were inexperienced. I’m glad that I could show you a few tricks.” He was still connected to her and then his ears perked up to hear that somebody was approaching.

  Lying there half comatose, she had no idea that they weren’t alone anymore. She was right about not leaving Finn alive. He was now stalking his prey.

  Finn came around looking at the broken branches that was caused by the horse’s path. He peered through to see that Caitlin and Ian were getting very comfortable with each other. He had to touch himself, while watching them co
ming to the end of the cycle of lust. Their writhing bodies and the sounds that were coming out of their mouths made him slightly regret coming upon them doing something like this.

  He was courteous enough to wait, until they finished, before bringing attention to himself by walking out and approaching with his own knife in hand. When he got to the springs, he saw the floating form of Caitlin in all her Glory. Her naked breasts were keeping her afloat and giving him a hard on that would be hard to get back down.

  He stared at the juncture of her thighs and the way that her pink lips seemed to be beckoning him forward for a taste. He patted his crotch and then the ripple in the water caused him to look down to see a face.

  Hearing Finn approach made Ian do the only thing that he could under the circumstances. Taking in a deep breath, he submerged himself underneath the water and waited, until he saw his enemy staring at the woman that he loved. It dawned on him that he had just said that in his head and then he leaped into action.

  He came out of the water with a splash, grabbing the knife from Finn’s hand and cutting across his throat in one smooth motion. The one thing that he promised was that they would meet again. He did not know that it was going to be right now, but he was not going to let this man take him from this mortal coil.

  Finn momentarily distracted, stumbled backwards with his two hands grasping onto the wound that was gushing like a fountain through his fingers. He looked around for anything that he could use to stanch the blood flow, but the only thing that he saw was their clothing. He grabbed for Ian’s Kilt, pressing the fabric up against the wound. He might have survived, had it not been for Ian’s tenacious thrill for the kill.

  With knife in hand, Ian walked from the water with determination, until he was plunging that knife into Finn’s gut over and over again. “You’ll die here today, but you will die with honor.” Ian held the body of Finn’s in his arms, watching his breath slowly deflate, until the wheeze of his last breath took him out of this world with his eyes wide open.

  Ian wept for the man, feeling no joy from taking his life, but knowing that it was a necessity for survival. He looked up into the eyes of Caitlin, as she knelt down and held the prone form of Finn to show some respect. Ian had to give the girl credit for letting her emotions carry her away. They sang a song together in his honor. It was meant to let the ancestors know that he was on his way to accept his place by their side.

  “I know that you only did that to protect yourself. He could’ve easily gone back to his chief, but he decided not to do that with failure hanging over his head. You know that he would have killed you and it was the battle of the fittest. We can mourn for his passing, but what we won’t do is make light of his sacrifice. Life is precious and we are too callous when it comes to taking somebody’s life.” “I know that he feels this deep down and he wears his emotions on his sleeve. I can only be there for him and let him know that everything is going to be perfectly fine. If I didn’t love him before, his compassion towards his fellow man has only sealed my fate.”

  “I believe that we should bury him here in the very place that he died. I know where to find his wife. I think that she should know that he’s not coming back. I hope that I can count on you to stand by me during the difficult time of relaying this ugly news to her.” Ian dug into the soft earth with his hands, not stopping, until the hole was big enough that Finn would fit in there nicely. He was happy to see that Caitlin had joined him and both of them were now covered in dirt from head to toe. They buried him and then they waded back into the water.

  They came back out and there was no denying that the chemistry between them was off the charts. They kissed with their mouths telling each other that this was not going to be two ships passing in the night. “I shouldn’t have to say this, but I’m going to. You belong to me. If I have to fight for the right to be with you, then you’re going to see a different side of me. I don’t want to have blood on my hands.” “He is the one that I’m supposed to be with and I will not let anybody stand in the way of our happiness together. I already knew that I was with child. It was a mother’s instinct telling me that his father hood was imminent. I’m not going to tell him, until he gives me some kind of commitment.”

  “I’m going to have to disappoint Kathleen. It would’ve been glorious for our two clans to join forces, but maybe the clans that need to be together are yours and mine.” They planted a cross with Finn’s name scratched across the surface. They left there hand in hand, carving a new life for themselves and for the life of the little one that was going to come into this world months down the word.

  THE END

  THE CHOSEN WARRIOR

  Chapter 1

  “I don’t know what to tell you, Colleen. I have to be at this rally tonight and I won’t be here to take one of my shifts. I don’t think that it’s much of a hardship for you to fill in for me. You have done this before and people have always said that you should be the one that is on the radio. Why you took a job in management is beyond me. I am still trying to scratch my head over that one.” Jackson was a sought after commodity by any radio station in the area. He’s a little eccentric, but his delivery was bar none. “I’m the talent around here and it would be a good thing that you remember that. I don’t think that those that are higher than you will be the very happy with losing me over something, so trivial.” Jackson felt like he was all that and he deserved to have everything that he wanted on a silver platter.

  “I can’t see any reason why we can’t accommodate your wishes.” What she didn’t wanna say was that she was getting tired of bending over backwards to please him. He was an aging artist and one that was slowly being put out to pasture by those young bucks that were making a name for themselves. It wouldn’t be long before he was passing on the baton to somebody that was youthful and didn’t ask for the world. “It’s only one night and I’m sure that I can juggle things around. I would suggest that you don’t make a habit of this. You may just find that somewhere down the road that your usefulness will come to an end.” “I’ve never liked Jackson and I would rather that he be replaced with a monkey. Everything today is becoming automated, but we are one of the rare ones that still offer a warm body to talk to in the middle of the night.”

  “I think that was a bit of a threat. Do you know who you’re talking to?” He had stringy gray hair that cascaded down over his back. He was lanky and you could tell that his days of abusing recreational drugs had taken its toll. “I don’t need this constant abuse. I could easily go to any radio station in this city and find employment like that. I’m going to leave, before I say something that I regret.” Jackson had never loved the idea of a woman that had power over him. It was bad enough that when he went home he was constantly emasculated by the woman that claimed that she loved him. He would get drunk and fall asleep on the couch, waking to a headache that would beat the band.

  “I appreciate your talents, but your attitude needs adjusting. One of these days, we’re going to have to have a frank discussion about your views on women. You think that you’re hiding it, but your contempt for me being in charge is evident by the way that you treat me on a daily basis.” They were in her office, her blond hair tight in a ponytail to be more professional and wearing a pantsuit that gave her the air of superiority over others. “I treat this like a business. I do not get caught up in relationships. I don’t make any snap decisions. I weigh things carefully and then I do what is best for business.” I think that what is best for business is that Jackson find himself another line of work. Once his contract is up in the next few months, I intend to talk to those that are, so high on him and convince them that his time has come and gone.

  “I know that I’m going to get in trouble for this, but I don’t think that you have what it takes to do this job. You are on the radio for less than two months, before somehow you manage to climb the ladder of success.” Jackson believed that her sudden rise to the top was due to spreading her legs and giving it up to those that she felt could d
o the most good for her career. His opinion was low, even though he had no idea that he was dealing with a woman with a strong business acumen. She may have been only 5’5, 120 pounds, but her work ethic was unparalleled.

  “I wouldn’t tread carefully if I were you, Jackson. That sounded remarkably like you were accusing me of something. I may be soft-spoken, but there are times that I will have to put my foot down. Get out of my office, before I decide that you are not worth the effort. You’re an aging relic that needs to be put down with one shot behind the barn. You think that you are inexpendable, but trust me nobody is.” She opened the door, seeing her secretary pretend to be working and knowing that she had likely over heard every single word that had been said inside the office. She had the ears of a bat.

  Jackson walked down the hall with a frown on his face and a sense of tension that was surrounding him. The sun was barely behind the trees. If it wasn’t for the fact that Colleen didn’t have a life, she may have told Jackson where he could take his day off. It was short notice and 1 hour before air time was not professionally sound in her mind. She expected to have that respect and to give it back to those that deserved it.

  “Colleen, he is a little rough around the edges, but he does know how to bring in the demographics. His opinions on the radio are not of management, but it does wonders for the ratings. I know that you and Jackson will never be friends, but maybe you can meet him in the middle. He’s stuck in his old ways. I doubt that he will ever accept a woman in your position.” Victoria was a woman that knew how to read certain signals in any sex. She was notorious for flirting shamelessly with the staff, but never going any further than that, except for one unforgettable Christmas retreat in the mountains. It still made her smile to think of how she had spent most of that time going from one man to the other in her inebriated state.