“Go get naked and meet me on the bed,” he instructed after ending the kiss.
“Where are you going?” Ali asked when he walked off the porch.
“I’ve got to get stuff from the truck.” She stood there watching as he opened the passenger side door and leaned forward. Damn, he had a fine ass. When he turned back toward her, he had packets of rubbers in one hand and a pair of handcuffs dangling from the other.
She squealed, rushed into the cottage, and had her bathing suit off before she heard the screen door close a second time. When Brad didn’t appear in the bedroom immediately, she went to the closet and bent over to rummage in one of her suitcases.
“Now, aren’t you pretty as a picture with your bare ass and pussy up in the air. I was figuring to make love to you on the bed, but if you want to grab your ankles, I’m good with you staying right like that for our first go ‘round.”
Butterflies danced in her tummy while her heart pounded. His sense of humor and openness set her blood boiling and gave her confidence she’d never experienced before.
“Aren’t you the least bit curious what I’m doing in here?” she asked, looking back at him over her shoulder. Brad set the condoms, cuffs, and two bottles of water on the bedside table.
“Well, maybe a little.”
He pushed his swim trunks down his legs and stepped out of them. Her pulse quickened at the magnificent sight of his fully erect cock. She stood and faced him, tossing her tube of lubricant onto the bed before casually stroking her favorite dildo. “You promised.”
“Yes, I did,” he agreed in a serious tone.
Alicia watched with surprise as Brad went and sat in the chair that faced the bed, but was clear across the room. He crossed his legs and rested his palms on the arms of the chair, affecting an extremely casual pose despite the impressive organ jutting from his groin.
“Show me what you do with it.”
Her heart felt as if it was going to beat right out of her chest. She wanted to please him, to continue pushing her sexual boundaries, but maybe what he wanted was too much, too fast. “I don’t think…”
“I didn’t ask you to think, Alicia. I told you what I wanted you to do.”
She glanced at the toy, then Brad, then the bed, then the floor, then back at Brad. His statement, spoken with quiet authority, sent shockwaves through her body. Her nipples tightened painfully, and her pussy became so hot and wet she knew it wouldn’t be long before her juices seeped down her thighs. What a fucking rush, she marveled, now staring directly into his eyes.
“I can see your arousal, honey, and that you’re waging one hell of an internal battle. It’s actually the latter that’s turning me on, big time.” He checked the fingernails of his right hand. “Are you gonna chicken out, give in to stubbornness and fear of something unknown, or are you going to embrace what I’m allowing you the chance to explore? Either way, we’ll have sex; it’s up to you how amazing it will be.”
Ali crawled onto the bed. She fluffed the pillows against the headboard and settled back, still upright enough to see Brad, if and when she chose to look. The only way she was going to be able to pull this off was to close her eyes.
A breeze blew in through the open windows, sending warm, humid air across her skin. She drew a deep, calming breath and let her mind wander. Memories of making love with Brad came first, followed by imaginings of a ménage encounter. She caressed her left breast while running the toy along her midsection. Ali then trailed it upward, using it to tease and tickle her right breast. She played until her nipples were taught pebbles. Her pussy was so hot and needy that she moved her legs restlessly then clenched them together. Moisture seeped onto her thighs.
Alicia slowly moved the dildo to the top of her mound and let her legs fall open. As she pictured Brad watching, she gathered some of her juices on the tip before circling it over and around her throbbing clit. Waves of pleasure had her legs trembling and a loud moan escaping her lips.
This ain’t going to be a long show, she thought almost frantically, spreading her pussy lips with two fingers while poising the fake cock at her entrance. Her hips jerked off the mattress when she impaled herself with one swift, violent thrust. She held the dildo still until getting her index and middle finger in the perfect position on her clit. Once there, Alicia pounded her cunt and rubbed her bud in complete abandon.
Her eyes flew open at the first strong pinches to her nipples. “Yesss,” she hissed, enflamed by not only the small bite of pain, but the lust evident in Brad’s eyes. Her orgasm began to build, and Alicia tossed her head from side to side.
“No, Alicia, look at me,” Brad ordered. “My God, you’re so beautiful, all flushed and trembling. Is your pussy tightening around that dido? Is your poor clit hard and aching? Come, come for both of us.”
Intense pleasure tore through her. Her muscles tensed, her limbs jerked, and it quickly became impossible to keep holding the toy. Brad took over, stroking it in and out of her body until she sighed deeply and relaxed.
“My dick is so jealous it hurts,” he announced, getting up on the bed.
Alicia noticed he already wore a condom. Brad removed the dido and positioned his cock to take its place.
“Wait, Brad, please.”
“Nah, you can take more, sweetheart.”
“I’m very well aware of that,” she said, smiling. “But that’s not where I want you.”
Alicia rolled over and came up on all fours. She grabbed the lube and handed it to him. After giving a little wiggle, Ali lowered her upper body and boldly offered her ass.
“Were missing one of the parts of my fantasy,” he pointed out while pushing her knees until she was stretched wide. A large quantity of the cool lubricant plopped at the top of her crack.
“Since I’m not handcuffed, that makes us even.” She moaned when his liberally coated fingers breached her tight entrance.
With blinding speed, and in complete silence, he stopped preparing her, grabbed the cuffs, snapped one on her, fed the other around a spindle on the headboard, and secured it to her other wrist.
“Better?” he asked, tugging her back as far as the cuffs allowed before resuming his previous position between her legs.
“Hell, yes.”
Restrained, vulnerable, completely at his mercy, Ali’s entire body pulsed with anticipation and monumental desire. The magnitude of trusting him so completely wasn’t lost on her; she simply chose to ponder it later.
The head of his cock pressed into her anus. Despite desperately wanting him to master her, to take her to the height of sexual pleasure, she held her breath and tensed.
“Relax, Ali; gonna go real easy.”
He held her gently at the waist and slowly slid forward. As he impaled her rear, her vaginal muscles contracted, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her. The pleasure-pain combination was beyond incredible.
His heavy balls came to rest against her pussy. The hairs on his thighs tickled against hers as his legs trembled.
“Can’t, keep, still.” His tone was strained and his grip tightened.
“Fuck me, Brad.”
He let loose and pounded into her ass.
“Yes, harder, God that’s good,” Ali cried out, raising her butt into each stroke.
The cuffs jangled, and the bed frame squeaked. Brad reached around her hip and found her clit. She bit into the pillow, and stars danced behind her eyelids as she burst into a million pieces. Brad thrust one last time, held her firmly against his groin and came with a shout.
Chapter Five
“This is fucked up,” Brad said, running a hand through his hair and staring out the window.
“Yeah, finding a smokin’ hot woman you like as much out of the sack as in really sucks. Tough break, man,” Tom, his best friend since grade school, said with a chuckle.
“She’s leaving in five days.”
“She lives downstate, not across the country. You two can keep in touch, hook up for fun when you can, sounds to m
e like it’s your dream situation.”
Brad fixed him with a stern frown. “That used to be what I wanted, Tom, but not now, not with her. Alicia’s really special. I realize it’s only been three weeks, but I’ve never felt this way about any woman, ever.”
“Oh, shit, you’ve got it bad. I thought you said she’s a no-strings kinda gal.”
Despite his casual words, Brad didn’t miss the fact that Tom was staring at him with obvious curiosity.
“I told her I wasn’t in the market for a serious relationship either, and meant it, in the beginning.”
“Maybe she’s changed her mind about what she wants, too?”
“I have no clue,” Brad admitted, a bit too loudly. He started to pace.
“Here’s a wacky idea—how about talking to her about it?”
“If it sounds crazy in my own head, odds are high she’ll shoot me down. Then, I’ll lose her all together.”
“Never pegged you as a chicken shit.”
Leave it to Tom to cut straight to the quick of things. He was right. Brad was scared. It made no sense, but Brad was pretty damn sure he was falling in love with Alicia Lawrence.
“Go to hell,” Brad muttered.
“Nice comeback, dude,” Tom said, walking over to the fridge and pulling out two sodas. “I gotta admit, though, I’m really bummed at the change in plans.”
“What are you talking about?”
“If you’re thinking about going all serious with her, are you sure it’s a good idea?” Tom popped open his can and took a healthy drink.
“Yeah, I am. After the subject came up for discussion, she was out-of-control horny for hours. I almost had to crawl out to my truck when we were done.” Brad’s pulse sped up, as it always did, when Alicia was on his mind. Making love with her was incredible, but equally so was simply spending time with her, talking, laughing, just being together. He’d never been happier.
“Leave it to you to work a threesome into a conversation.” Tom chuckled and shook his head.
“I wanna be the one who gives Alicia all of her fantasies from now on, Tom.”
“Crap, Brad, keep the sappy shit to a minimum. You’re freakin’ me out.”
* * * *
“It’s so sweet of you to have me over for lunch,” Aunt Dottie said while dabbing her lips with the napkin. “I can’t believe your vacation is almost over.”
“Neither can I,” Alicia admitted with a sigh.
“You’ve been having a good time, yes? Mavis was telling me she’s seen you and Brad together around town, and the other morning, very early, I was on my way to the market and noticed your car in his driveway.” Aunt Dottie winked.
Heat flamed in Alicia’s cheeks, but she was extremely relieved Aunt Dottie brought up Brad. She was a mess over her feelings for him, and Ali hoped talking things out might help.
“I really, really like him.” Ali was relatively certain a different L- word would be more appropriate, but how stupid was she to fall so hard, so fast? It was a total rush to be with a man who accepted and encouraged her true nature, but that sure didn’t automatically equate to long-term success.
“That’s marvelous, dear.” Aunt Dottie beamed.
“No, actually it sucks.”
“Why? I don’t understand.” Aunt Dottie reached across the table and patted the back of Alicia’s hand.
“I’ve let my guard down with him, been open and honest, and I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in a relationship.” Ali rolled her eyes. “What the hell am I saying? We’re just vacation play buddies. Oh great, that sounds trashy even to me!”
“Nonsense, you’re two young, consenting adults enjoying each other. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that, Alicia.”
“But we agreed in the beginning to keep things casual. Instead, we’ve seen each other every day. When I think about us going our separate ways, I burst into tears.”
“You need to tell him.”
“When he hasn’t said or done anything to indicate he has deeper feelings for me?”
“Now, we both know men have trouble voicing their emotions, but are you sure he hasn’t been showing you how much you mean to him?”
“Well, sometimes I think he might be.” Ali took a moment to consider how much of their time had been spent doing other things besides making love. They’d been sightseeing, gone fishing and boating, danced to the jukebox at the Tavern, and shared many lazy hours soaking up the sun. “But, I live ten hours away, I own my home, have friends and a life there,” she added for explanation sake.
“Pretty flimsy excuses, if you ask me, dear.” Aunt Dottie smiled. “If it’s meant to be, you two will figure out a way to make it happen.”
* * * *
Ali was out of the cottage, had the door locked, and was walking briskly toward the truck before Brad had a chance to get out. He leaned over and swung open the passenger side door.
“Excited about our evening?” he asked.
“I haven’t been to a fair in ages! Can we ride the Ferris wheel, play over-priced games, and eat until our tummies hurt?” Ali jumped in and fastened her seatbelt.
“We can do anything you want, sweetheart.”
During the thirty-minute drive, they shared stories about carnival and amusement park visits from their pasts.
“You’ll win a giant stuffed animal for me, won’t you, Brad?”
“Size is a requirement?”
“Of course, silly.” She patted his thigh as he parked the truck. “Everyone knows the girls carrying the biggest prizes are with guys who are way into them.” Ali meant to be funny, but Brad looked at her with such a serious expression, she wished she’d kept her mouth shut.
“Then you’ll have the biggest fuzzy thing they have.”
Ali’s mind reeled, and her heart pounded as he pulled her close and kissed her thoroughly. Was he just playing along, or was there more to his comment? Should she ask, or wait for him to say more? They only had a few days left.
“Let’s go have some fun,” he whispered against her lips.
As they made their way from the parking lot to the ticket booth, at least fifteen people either called out greetings to Brad, or came up to them and chatted. He kept his arm around her as he made introductions. Ali didn’t miss the curious glances, but everyone was kind and friendly.
“You’re a very popular man,” she commented as they entered the midway. “It was like this when we were at the diner and at The Tavern.”
“This is a close-knit community, and I’ve been showing you off around town for three weeks.”
“You have?” she asked, stopping and turning toward him.
“Hell, yeah. The most gorgeous, incredible, sexy woman on the planet is with me, and I want everyone to know it.”
He cupped her cheeks in his hands and lowered his lips to hers. Ali wrapped her arms around his middle and snuggled close.
“If you two aren’t careful, the church ladies will ask you to leave.”
The playful statement, spoken in a deep sexy tone, had Ali smiling against Brad’s mouth. He ended their kiss, but kept her tucked against his side. “Alicia, this is Tom Almont.”
“Nice to meet you,” she said, holding out her hand.
“The pleasure’s all mine,” he responded with a rakish grin, taking her hand in his and holding it instead of actually shaking. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Really?” Ali glanced between the two of them, unsure how to take the comment.
“Yeah, he can’t stop singing your praises, but practically everyone in town gets to meet you before me. Nice best friend, eh?” Tom briefly scowled at Brad before returning his full attention to Alicia.
“Not my fault you’re a fucking workaholic.”
“Whatever, dude. I’m off for the entire night, mind if I join you two?” Tom winked at her before letting go of her hand.
Brad gave her shoulder a little squeeze as he stared intently into her eyes. Ali’s stomach did a nervous flip flop while ot
her, more private parts of her person, snapped to attention.
What the hell? Get your mind out of the gutter, Ali silently chided. “Sure, sounds great.”
“Where do you want to start, sweetheart?” Brad asked, smiling.
Ali turned this way and that, getting the lay of the land. Lights were blinking, bells and whistles chimed, kids were laughing and running in every direction, and the screams of people on the roller coasters echoed through the night.
“I definitely need one of those elephant ears, and a corn dog, and a lemon ice,” she said, pointing to the many food booths. “But since I don’t want to vomit, how about we do rides first?”
“Keeping barfing off the evening’s agenda seems reasonable,” Brad agreed. “Lead the way.”
They rode the giant Ferris wheel first. The sky was crystal clear and filled with stars. Next, they went on the Tilt-O-Whirl and three of the coasters. Ali alternated between laughing, screaming, and holding on for dear life.
“Let’s do that one next.” Ali waved to the ride on their left.
“You want to go on something called Circle of Death?”
“Don’t be a baby, Brad. Look, there are kids in line to go on it.”
“Those are teenagers, Alicia, and teenagers are basically stupid.”
“You’re a huge pussy, dude. Come on, Ali.” Tom grabbed her hand, and they joined the line. “He’s got a thing about being turned upside down.”
Alicia watched the two-person cars tilt, whirl and swing violently side to side. “This doesn’t go all the way round, and wait, what do you mean? We were just flipped over multiple times on that last one.”
“Yeah, I couldn’t believe he went on it.” Tom leaned in close. “Making you happy, bringing you pleasure is the most important thing to him, Ali.” His warm breath tickled her earlobe.
The line began to move, and they were ushered into a car. The space was so small they were pressed together from shoulder to knee. The attendant snapped the wire enclosure shut after they fastened their lap belts. Ali grabbed onto the bar in front of them and was extremely surprised when Tom draped his arm across her shoulders. The ride began, jerking them up into the air. The car tipped almost all the way to one side, propelling Ali against Tom. She kept hold of the bar with one hand and gathered a fistful of his shirt with the other. The car swung to the other side then pitched forward. Ali screamed, and Tom wrapped both of his arms around her.
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