by Lacey Silks
“Yes, it’s a yes. So what else is in your plans for tonight?” I asked nervously.
“For starters, a beautiful sunset, dessert, and you.”
“Me?”
“Yes, you, underneath me.”
How did I get so lucky as to meet Sean? I did remember him mentioning that he liked to be on top.
While I wanted that as well, I had to put a brake on this sex thing. When I first met Sean, I thought we’d just have an adventure – which we did. But I wasn’t thinking straight in Hawaii. The tropical atmosphere and the nudist resort awoke a wilder side in me I didn’t think I had. Or maybe I had just forgotten. Back home, I was more responsible. I had to be for my son. And no matter how much my body leaned toward Sean, offering itself like it was the dessert, I had to control it. I had to wait for...did I really have to wait? Wouldn’t the universe put everything in the right place, the way Millie preached?
“You’re nervous,” he interrupted.
“Aren’t you?”
“And you’re answering my questions with questions.”
“Because I have a lot of questions.” Too many questions I wanted answers to.
“Okay, I’ll make you a deal. After each question you ask and I answer, I get to kiss you.”
Knowing that he’d kiss me anyway, that sounded like a fair trade.
“All right, do you live in Pinehurst?”
“No.”
“Where do you live?”
“Hold on, that was a second question. That means two kisses.”
Shit! I made a note not to ask closed-ended questions.
He leaned into me and took my lips for a hard, smooth kiss. It lasted only a few seconds, but managed to turn me on like a switch.
“I live thirty minutes from Pinehurst, half way between here and Charlotte, in Crowns County.”
Was him living so close to where we did another coincidence? Or fate? I still worked in Charlotte. Did I pass his house on the way to work each morning and not know it?
Sean came toward me again, this time with a more determined look in his eyes. When I closed my eyes, his tongue didn’t waste any time prodding my lips open. It was absolutely wonderful, and I would have given that to him for free. Truth be told, despite my determination to slow down, I was willing to give this man anything he wanted, and it took him mere seconds to get it from me. He sat back, depriving me of his lips, and stared at me.
Why are you looking at me like that? Kiss me again!
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. I’m just waiting for the next question.”
Right. A question.
“How long have you been a teacher?”
“This is a new position. So technically, about three weeks.” He leaned forward, but this time chose to pop a button on my shirt.
“What are you doing?”
“I never said where I would kiss you. Is that a problem?”
No-fricking-way!
I just shook my head and leaned back on my arms, watching him pop open the top three buttons of my shirt, lowering my lacey bra with his teeth, and take my nipple into his mouth.
Holy shit! There goes my plan not to move too quickly.
I held my breath, savoring the pull of his tongue around my nipple. It was the kiss of all kisses, which began as a long lustful lick and ended with a tight clasp of his lips around my flesh and a final pull. I clenched my thighs, feeling first drips of my excitement seep into my panties. Jesus, he managed to turn kissing into the most erotic experience I’d ever had. And I so didn’t want him to stop; but when he did, he looked up from underneath those heavy lids, saying, “One more question, and I’m going down on you.”
What?
I so desperately wanted to give him a yes or no question, but the one that had been burning in the back of my mind had to come out. Actually, I had two of them. But only one seemed more personal.
“How did Charlie’s mother die?”
Pain flashed across his face, and I regretted asking him the question. Sean sat back at my side, no longer interested in my shirt, the buttons or my nipples. “She hemorrhaged during birth. We were too far away from a hospital, and she died holding our baby girl before the ambulance got there. I tried to save her, but it was too late. Shit.” He sat up and leaned his hands on his knees pulling his fingers through his hair. “I had no clue what to do. I let her die.”
As soon as he stopped, Sean looked away from me, and I wished I could travel back in time again. I’d been having too many of those wishes lately. I shouldn’t have touched on such a sensitive subject on our first date. He stared out into the lowering sunset, watching the shades of orange glow darken. I lifted the cups of my bra to cover my breasts again and pulled the sides of my shirt together, covering my bare chest, and gently put my hand on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry.”
He had no idea how close to home his story hit me.
“Don’t be.”
I kissed his shoulder, and the tension there eased.
He turned around and I asked, “Was she your first love?”
The small ping of jealousy in my chest felt awful. He’d lost his child’s mother and a woman he probably loved more than any in this world.
“Yes, she was. But time heals, and it’s taken a lot for me to be where I am right now. I won’t ever forget her, but I need to move on for Charlie. That’s why I work so hard. I try to provide for my daughter the best I can. It’s the least I can do.”
The guilt in his voice couldn’t be mistaken. It was as if Sean blamed himself for her death. But why? But as quickly as he had withdrawn from me, he moved his body closer. The mood shifted and his demeanor changed, as if he were performing a magic trick. He went from a man in sorrow to the one who had taken me in Hawaii. How did he manage that? Sometimes I wondered whether he was an expert at camouflage.
Those sky-blue eyes sparked with heated lust and made me wetter each time he blinked.
“I don’t want to think about the past tonight.”
What were we talking about?
Staring at him, the orange glow of the lowering sun illuminating one side of his body, it was so easy to forget the world. He lifted his hand to my face. His touch worked me like a magic wand. One moment I was this determined woman who needed to figure out exactly who Sean Gordon was, and the next I was completely his, lost to his hands, mouth, and tongue. And nothing else mattered. The April I had been in Hawaii returned.
Chapter 8
Sean
“Lie down.” I unfastened the last two buttons on her shirt and let the fabric fall to the sides. I didn’t waste any time lowering those bra cups again. If I had it my way, I’d ask her not to ever wear a bra again. Basking in the afterglow of the sunset, April reminded me of a goddess. Her pink nipples stood out against the remains of her Hawaiian tan. Why the hell was she wearing shorts? It would have been so much easier to lift a skirt or a dress.
I yanked the first button on her fly only to find there were three more.
“Why are you growling?” she laughed.
“Lack of patience for so many buttons,” I said, as the last one opened and I jerked the shorts, along with her panties, off her hips, revealing her sculpted black strip of hair. Her dark freckles surfaced as she blushed.
“What do you want me to do, April?” I asked.
“Kiss me.” She moved her hips upward, lifting the tender spot she wanted to be kissed. I slid my hand up her inner thigh, right between her legs. With my hand on her mound, massaging her wet flesh in lazy circles, I started crawling up her body, tantalizing her heated skin with my lips, but she stopped me and pointed to her crotch. “There.”
“Be more specific or I’ll kiss your feet,” I teased.
“Kiss my pussy.”
That’s better.
She could barely get the words out. I loved how quickly this woman succumbed to my touch. As I lowered myself to her belly, trailing my lips along her skin, I asked, “Just kiss?”
H
er body shuddered. I tasted her skin like it was the most delicious delicacy in the world. I couldn’t get enough of her taste. If I were to bet, I’d say that she wasn’t used to asking for attention. This new confidence turned me on even more.
“And lick,” she whispered, her hips bucking higher.
“How about I fuck it with my tongue as well?”
She whimpered. Her body trembled with each breath I left on her flesh. Goosebumps followed my downward path. The smell of her skin, fresh and fruity, was giving my cock a good workout.
Patience.
The lower edge of the sun touched the horizon.
I pushed her legs apart. They bent at the knee and I lay between them, my face only inches from her glistening pussy. I kissed the faint white c-section scar just above her pelvis. It was beautiful. While she was toned, that natural layer of skin only a mother could have made me crave her that much more. My hands were splayed over her stomach and around the navel, which had faint stretch marks that reminded me of her love for Parker. It all made April so much sexier. The sweet smell of her was making my mouth water and I ventured lower, sliding my hands down to her drenched sex, parting her folds with my thumbs, sliding them down to her leaking juices and back up to her sweet spot. As I circled my fingers, I watched her clit blossom and protrude higher from between her lips, as if begging me to take it in my mouth.
“Please.” Her voice was faint and wanton, like seductive music to my ears and dick. But he would need to wait a little bit longer.
I kissed her tender flesh and teased it with my tongue. I traced my lips from her opening all the way up to the nurtured nerve at the top. It swelled into a pink button in front of my eyes. I licked its heat, gently at first, and April stilled. She was ready to come after one lap of my tongue, but I wouldn’t let her. My fingers massaged her entrance before slowly sliding into her depth. When I closed my mouth around her clit and flicked my tongue, her hips tilted higher and her hands flew to my head, fingers roaming through my hair, greedily pressing my face into her. My own dick was ready to jump out of my shorts and take part in the adventure. Each time I had the urge to lower my hand to my zipper, take it out, and stroke it, I thought about her coming in my mouth, screaming my name and breaking apart at my touch. It made my licks more vicious and tongue more determined.
She was panting above me, circling her hips, tightening her ass. I added another finger. While I wanted to fuck her with my tongue, I knew it would serve a much better purpose on her sensitive spot.
That first jerking movement of her legs and the slight twitch of her inner thighs against my face was my reward.
Her noises became louder and high-pitched. I sucked her hard, keeping my fingers inside her, hooking them and massaging. On the next flick of my tongue, she lost it. Her hands flew off my head and she grasped the blanket, clenching like she was holding on for dear life.
“Oh, God! Sean!”
The echo of my name on her lips while in full ecstasy was one of the most beautiful sounds I’d heard in a long time. She trembled beneath me, her body slowly losing the battle to my mouth and hands, giving up all of its will and freedom to me, her sweetness covering my fingers and mouth.
And the sun had completely disappeared beyond the sharp mountains in the distance, its rays beaming upward.
Once the last stoke of my tongue wielded a finishing spasm, I kissed my way up her body, soothing her burning skin with my mouth, letting her know how much she meant to me. She remained still, slowly coming to the realization that she was lying bare, on a hilltop, and had just come in my mouth. I could see the what-just-happened question looming in her eyes, but she just exhaled and let it go.
“Are you all right?” I asked.
“Yes,” she breathed. “More than. You’re unbelievable.”
“I’m not sure if thank you is the right word here, but thank you.”
“I don’t think I have a muscle left in my body.”
As if by instinct, her hand lowered over my shorts. I felt its heat curve around my dick and saw her mouth lift. “But you do.”
“You’re tired.”
“No, I think you just gave me more energy.”
Her head tilted to the side and our gazes connected. I’d never seen eyes as beautiful as hers; they were a mix of brown and yellow shades which held a rare strength.
Stunning.
As her hand stroked me, I stopped analyzing her beauty, because honestly, I could have done it for hours, and my cock was losing his patience. The sound of my zipper being lowered pushed me over the edge. I couldn’t do this slow, the way I played with her. I had to come now. It had to be now. I rose off the blanket and lowered my shorts and boxer briefs. The freedom and lack of confinement was a blessing. I wasn’t sure how my cock had found enough space inside my underwear and was surprised it hadn’t ripped through all on its own.
“I want to ride you,” she said.
“Not tonight, beautiful. I need to be on top.” I yanked the shirt off my back and she gasped, her legs willingly parting, putting that glazed pussy on display. Fuck! If she was going to tease me like this, I wasn’t sure there’d be enough time for me to dive inside her.
I knelt in front of her and pulled her ass to my knees. She grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Fuck me! And I couldn’t take it any longer. I steadied my cock at her entrance and plunged inside her with force. Instead of a scream, I was rewarded with a loud “Yes!” Clearly April was a woman who had not been sufficiently satisfied in her life, and I was going to make it my goal to have her in a state of bliss as often as I could.
Grasping her legs, I pulled her all the way up my thighs, her pelvis tilting for a deeper impact. Her feet lifted and rested over my shoulders. The view of her beneath me was much better than any landscape in the world. She played with her tits, biting her lips and taunting me. I held onto her hips, pulling her on and off me, finally bringing to fruition that perfect rhythm my cock enjoyed. She was so slick, the ease with which I slid in and out was almost painful. I needed more of this — more of her. I lowered her feet to the ground and adjusted my position to lie on top of her. Skin to skin, I finally felt her whole body against mine, and it was fucking perfect.
I crushed my mouth to hers. Our bodies moved in synch, and the harder I plunged inside her, the harder she clasped around my cock. She bit my lower lip and sucked it into her mouth, swelling the pressure in my balls to their fullest capacity. I needed a release, and I needed it now. This wouldn’t take long.
Her breathing was heavy and hot as she moaned into my mouth. Her hips were urging me deeper and faster. And fuck-yeah, my dick would comply! My sack contracted, and I felt the first zap in my lower spine that made me tighten my ass and hit her so deep her eyes flew open. There was no backing away now. It was perfect. She was perfect; and I lost it. She squeezed my cock with her pussy so tight I had no choice but to give her my all. I came like a fucking champagne bottle after it was shaken.
“Fuck!”
My voice echoed back from somewhere deep in the valley, faintly reminding me of where we were. Yet all I could think about was that beautiful lubrication around my cock and the way she was still working it to squeeze my every last drop into her. If this was the reward this woman would give me for licking her, then I was all in. I was willing to have her with full force for breakfast, lunch and dinner, so long as she’d let me. When that initial high began to fade, my brain sparked with some sense of normality.
“You’re still on the Pill?” I assumed she was on it, since she’d told me she was in Hawaii. Shouldn’t I have asked her that before I came inside her? Yeah, I probably should have. But with April, in a moment of sexual drunkenness, my brain lost its functionality. She was like a drug that had never been invented before, and I was as sure as hell going to keep it all to myself.
“Ahm, yes.”
Was she lying? It sounded like it. But why would she lie?
“Are you all right?”
“Are you?” Her mou
th curved higher. Jesus, was I still shaking? I hadn’t withdrawn from inside her yet. Maybe I should? What the fuck was going on in my head? Nothing? All I knew was that I wanted to be connected to her for as long as possible.
“Yeah, you’re the unbelievable one.”
She blushed a rosy shade that brought out those few freckles, making me want to repeat tonight all over again.
“Ahm, thank you.”
“Why are you so shy?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t done anything like this in a very long time. With so much... passion.”
This woman deserved nothing less than passion.
“So it’s sort of like I just popped your cherry?”
“You did that in Hawaii. Today I feel like you fertilized an orchard.”
“Well, hopefully I didn’t fertilize anything I wasn’t supposed to.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it.” She waved her hand as if it wasn’t a big deal. She’d told me that she was on the Pill, but I still had the feeling she was keeping something from me. I slowly withdrew and kissed her lips. The last thing I wanted right now was for her to feel attacked. But my stupid curiosity couldn’t help it.
“April, is there something you want to tell me?”
She shifted uncomfortably before sitting up and somewhat covering her body.
“I was just convinced that I, I mean we, wouldn’t do this on our first date. But you’re so… perfect.”
I moved in behind her, sitting with my legs at her sides, bringing her back to my body. “I can guarantee you that I’m not perfect.” I kissed the top of her head.
Her body was still tense, and I waited until she was ready to tell me more. I wished I had my underwear on because, well, comfort. But this wasn’t the time to be picky.
She let go of a long-held breath.
“When Parker was born, I had complications. There was a hemorrhage, and they couldn’t stop the bleeding. They had to remove my uterus. So, no, I’m not on the Pill…but not in danger of any fertilization.”