A Blast from the Past (A Second Chance Romance)

by Cummin, Sharon

  I knew it was silly after all those years that I still had my spot. Grown women didn't have those things. I just couldn't give it up. It was the place I lost my virginity to my best friend. It was our place together. I saw the light coming from the woods. We had lights and a small heater back there. I added things over the years, but it was still mostly the same.

  When I walked up, I couldn't help but look at him. He had a blanket laid out and was looking up at the stars. I walked closer quietly. He had scared the shit out of me a few days before. Crap! He had only been there a few days. I knew he would be leaving again very soon. There was no way I could let myself get involved in having feelings for him again. Who was I kidding, I thought? Those feelings never left. I didn't know what I was going to do when he left again.

  "I brought you some coffee and cookies," I said.

  He jumped, and I burst out laughing.

  "You scared the shit out of me, Livie," he snapped.

  "How's it feel?" I asked through my giggles.

  "You think that's funny?" he asked.

  I set both of the coffees and the cookies down on the table and walked closer to where he was.

  "Yep," I said.

  Within seconds, I was on my back on the blanket and he was straddling me.

  "What the," I began.

  "You think it's funny now?" he asked, as he grabbed my arms and held them against the ground above my head.

  His eyes were looking directly into mine. I had always loved the dark color of his eyes. They changed shade depending on his mood. Having him straddling my waist with me on my back wasn't easy. The feel of his hands holding mine had my mind whirling. There was so much heat in his touch, and my entire body was on fire. When he leaned down and got close to my ear, I felt a shiver run through my body and stop between my legs. I clenched my thighs together, hoping to stop the rush I had spreading through me. The man obviously had no idea it had been four years since I'd had sex.

  "You're messing with the wrong man, Livie," he whispered.

  The warmth of his breath by my ear had me moving beneath him. He smelled so good. I pulled at my arms to move them, but he wouldn't let them go. There was no way I could stay under him. I'd seriously explode with my clothes still on. Sad, I know, but so damn true. He was like sex on legs. Z had always done things to me, but with his new, amazing body, it was insane. I needed to get away from him. He was watching for my reaction. I looked into his eyes and my tongue darted out between my teeth. He smirked and sucked in a breath. I lifted my hips and ground them against him. He hissed, as his hold on my hands tightened.

  "Stop," he demanded, and my hips fell without thinking. What the hell, I thought. "Don't start something you have no intention of finishing, Livie. I'm not the same guy anymore. I can do so much more to that amazing body than I could when we were eighteen. Do you remember prom night?"

  I nodded my head without a word. Who knew what my voice would have sounded like if I had tried to speak.

  "That's nothing compared to what I want to do to you right now," he said.

  His tongue came out and licked around my ear, and I felt like I was in my favorite dream. Would it really be so bad, I wondered? What would one time hurt? My eyes closed. There was no way I wanted to wake up. I wanted to remember the feel of his body against mine forever. He would be leaving soon, but I could keep that part of him. When his tongue began to move down my neck, my hips went back up to meet him.

  "It's been a long time, Z," I whispered. "I need to go."

  "What's been a long time, Livie?" he asked.

  The seductive way my name left his lips left me wanting.

  "For me," I whimpered. "I haven't."

  His mouth came down on mine and stole my breath away. The softness of his lips had me pulling at my hands again. He was driving me crazy. I heard him chuckle, as he pulled them tighter. His tongue commanded entrance to my mouth, and I willingly opened for him. When my tongue felt his, I moaned into his mouth. His kiss deepened. It was hard and rough but loving at the same time. My body was moving beneath his, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I wanted him inside of me so badly. My hips bucked up against his, and I could feel his erection growing beneath his jeans.

  "Four years," I whispered. "I haven't been with anyone in four years."

  I felt my self-consciousness beginning to take me over. My body stiffened, and I tried to buck him off of me.

  "Stop," he snapped again. "You don't want this?"

  He pulled back from the kiss and looked down at me. My eyes were still sealed shut.

  "Open your eyes," he said.

  I shook my head no.

  "Open your eyes, Livie," he said roughly.

  I opened them slowly.

  "Do you want me to stop?" he asked.

  "Yes," I said. "No."

  His eyes narrowed down at me.

  "I don't know," I said.

  "Tell me what it is," he said.

  I sat silent.

  "You can tell me anything, Livie," he said. "Talk to me, baby."

  I felt like I was going to melt.

  "It's been four years, Z," I said. "I haven't been with anyone since him. You were the only one before him. I've only been with two men in my entire life. I haven't been with either in four long years. I know you said you've done some things. I'm not sure I want to know how many things. I'm sure the women you've been with were far more experienced than me. When we were in high school, I knew you had been with other girls. This is different."

  "What are you afraid of?" he asked.

  "Disappointing you," I said.

  "Fuck, Livie," he said. "That would never happen. I mean never. You could never do a single thing to disappoint me. Don't ever think that. Do you feel how hard my cock is against you?"

  He ground down against me.

  "I'm fucking harder than I've ever been, baby. I want you so badly right now. You have no idea what you do to me."

  I looked into his eyes and smiled.

  "Really?" I asked.

  He took my hand in his, moved it down, and covered his hardness through his jeans with our hands.

  "Do you feel that?" he asked.

  I nodded as I felt him against my hand.

  "You've always done things to me," he said with a smile. "It could never be as good as it is with you. I've never found anyone that compared to you, not ever."

  He took my hand back up above my head and claimed my mouth hard with his. I moaned again into his mouth.

  "Keep your hands above your head. Do you hear me?" he said with a stern and sexy look.

  I nodded and closed my eyes.

  "Open your eyes," he snapped. "I want to you see them."

  "I can't," I said.

  "Why?" he asked.

  "Because I don't want to wake up from this dream," I said.

  "Open them, Livie," he said. "I'm not going anywhere."

  I opened them to see his beautiful smile.

  "You dream about me?" he asked.

  "I do," I answered.

  "What do I do in your dreams?" he asked.

  I smiled and bit my bottom lip. My cheeks were probably the brightest shade of red. He sat up and grabbed the hem of my shirt. I gasped when he started to move it up.

  "You okay?" he asked.

  "It's not what it was the last time you were there, Z. I've had two kids. Things are different."

  "Stop," he snapped. "If I hear one more negative comment come out of that mouth, I'm going to fill it with something other than my tongue. You are who you are, and I think you're perfect. I don't care if you have ten kids. It won't matter. You'll still be perfect. Every tiny mark you have shows the love you have for those two babies that love you more than they love anyone. You're good to them, baby girl. Don't ever feel that way about yourself. Not one more thing, you hear me?"

  His hands continued sliding against my skin, as he pushed my shirt up my belly. When he got to my breasts, he stopped for a second and took a deep breath.

 
; "Up," he said, as he reached for my hands to pull me up.

  He took my shirt in his hands and pulled it over my head. When he leaned forward and kissed my neck, I felt him undo the hook on my bra. He trailed tiny kisses along me neck and slowly moved my straps down my arms and over my hands. I felt so special. He treated me like a delicate, priceless jewel. He kissed down my chest and took both of my bare breasts into his hands.

  "You're so beautiful," he said, as his tongue circled my nipple.

  I felt my body shiver when his warm, soft lips covered my nipple and took it into his mouth. His tongue continued its sweet assault while his hand took my other nipple between his thumb and finger and began to rub and pull at it. My back arched, as I pushed my chest against him. My hands went to the back of his head, and my fingers ran through his soft, dark hair. I moaned out his name.

  He put one hand behind me and nudged me down onto my back.

  "Hands above your head, Livie," he said. "I want you to leave them there. No matter what I do, where I touch, and how badly you want to touch me, I want you to keep them above your head. If you do, I guarantee you the most intense reward you've ever had. Can you do that?"

  I nodded.

  "I will tie them there if I need to. Don't make me do it," he said, as he held my hands in his against the ground above my head.

  He began slowly moving his fingers lightly down my arms. My body was moving beneath his. He leaned down and took my nipple between his teeth and pulled. I whimpered into the cool air. The stars were shining above us. I want to watch them, but I couldn't take my eyes away from his. He teased my nipples without ever dropping his connection with my eyes.

  "I'm going to make you come, Livie. Do you want that?" he asked.

  I nodded again.

  He lightly moved his fingers down my belly and hooked them under the waist of the shorts I had changed into. I felt a chill when he moved his body down mine. He was no longer straddling me. His fingers moved slowly, as he inched the shorts down. It was like torture, but there was no way I was moving. He pulled them over my feet, and sat back looking at my body. His eyes moved from my head all the way down to the tips of my toes. The intense gaze of his eyes had me moving my body without his hands even on me. He was sitting up on his knees, looking down at me.

  "So beautiful," he said, as he reached forward, hooked my panties with his finger, and ripped them from me.

  "Fuck," I gasped. "Z."

  He smiled and licked between his lips from one corner of his mouth to the other. I thought I was going to come right then and moved my legs together. He reached out and stopped me.

  "Open for me, baby," he said.

  My breathing was already deep and fast. Without thinking, I did as he said. I have no idea how he had that kind of control. It was the strangest thing. I never did as I was commanded. Honestly, I usually did exactly the opposite. When his voice was strong and demanding, I wanted to do as he said. I wanted to please him. His fingers moved up my thighs completely avoiding the one spot I wanted him to touch me. His satisfied smile told me he was happy with my reaction. I kept my arms above my head and my eyes connected with the sexy dark ones looking back at me.

  "I'm going to lick and suck every single drop you give me, baby. I know you're wet and ready for me. You're waiting for me to taste you," he said, as his finger softly grazed my clit.

  My hips moved on their own. I could feel my chest move with each breath. It was driving me crazy that he was still wearing his shirt and jeans. He looked into my eyes while leaning forward and licking circles around my clit. I thought the man was going to kill me. When his fingers entered me, my back arched and I moaned his name. It was something I never dreamt I would ever do again. He rubbed my clit and devoured me while his fingers continued to move in and out. Each time I closed my eyes, he would stop. I enjoyed watching him as he looked at me. His fingers moved deeper and faster. His tongue worked my clit just as he hooked his fingers, and I exploded around them. My moans mixed with his name as they entered the cool night air. I moved my arms, and he growled. Damn, I thought. He was so sexy.

  He was on his knees, as he looked me over again. There was no hiding my smile.

  "Z," I moaned.

  "Yes, Livie," he said.

  "I need you," I whispered.

  "You need me where?" he asked.

  I looked at him and smiled.

  "Say it, baby," he said. "Tell me what you need. You're a grown, beautiful woman. Tell me what you want."

  "You, Z," I said. "I want you inside of me. I need you inside of me. I want to touch you."

  He was hovering over me in seconds. I could see the need in his eyes. He needed me in that moment as much as I needed him. When I moved my hands, he didn't say a word. I reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it up his body and over his head. He moved to take one arm out at a time. I reached down and undid the button and zipper on his pants. My hand went beneath his boxers and felt his rock hard shaft. A moan escaped my lips. He laughed as he leaned back, stood up, and removed his boxers and jeans. I looked up at his cock and smiled.

  "Fuck," I whispered.

  He slowly crawled up my body, looking into my eyes the entire time. One hand was on each side of my head. I reached out to run my hands over his chiseled chest.

  "I've been dying to touch you," I said. "You look so damn good. Time has been amazing to you."

  His cock was resting against my stomach. It was hard and thick.

  He leaned down and covered my mouth with his. I held his cheeks in my hands and kissed him just as hard as he was kissing me. He pulled my bottom lip into his mouth and sucked it before pulling it through his teeth. My hips shot up against him. I moved beneath him until the tip of his cock was right at my entrance. The warmth of his body above mine had every bit of me feeling safe. I couldn't tell you the last time I had felt protected by anyone. He was the only one that ever made me feel that way.

  "You make me feel so safe, Z," I whispered.

  "You're safe with me, baby," he said.

  Hearing him call me that made me want to cry. I didn't want to think about him leaving me again, but I knew he had to get back where he belonged. My emotions were taking over. It was my one chance to be with him again. I felt like my body belonged to him. He owned me. He always had, and he always would.

  "Fuck me, Z," I said, as I looked directly into his eyes. "Please, I need you."

  He slid slowly into me until I was completely full. There was only one other time I ever that good in my life, and it was with him. He began moving out and back in a little faster. I looked over at his arms and watched his muscles tighten with each thrust into me. He took each of my hands in his and held them above my head as he fucked me deeper and harder than I had ever been taken. Moans and cries left my lips. My back arched so I could be closer to him. I needed the heat from his body. My hips met his, thrust for thrust. I wanted him deeper. I needed to be a part of him. It was something I never wanted to forget for the rest of my life. Our kisses were so passionate and filled with more emotion than I could handle, and tears began to slide from the corners of my eyes. His eyes were filled with worry and comfort.

  "Livie," he whispered.

  "Harder, Z," I said. "I want all of you. I need everything you have to offer. I have to remember this moment forever. You have no idea. I need to feel your skin against mine."

  He let go of my hands. His arms held his body above mine. He plunged into me so hard and deep that I knew I was going to feel it later.

  "I want to hear it, baby. I want to hear my name come from those sweet lips. Every time you moan, I can feel it in my dick. We are out here in the one place we've always had together. Nobody but me can hear you, Livie. Don't hold back. I want it all. I want to hear you when you come. I want my name to roll from your mouth into the air of the night. Don't you dare hold back, baby."

  I could have come from his words alone, but I didn't want to. I didn't want the moment to end. If I came, it would be over. I had to hold ou
t for as long as I could.

  "Stop," he growled out. "Stop fucking thinking. You need to feel. Just feel, Livie."

  My arms wrapped around his neck and my fingers held tight to his back. I wasn't close enough. I needed to be closer. He thrust into me so hard, my body moved up. He put his hands on the ground behind my shoulders to keep me close. When he thrust into me that hard again, I screamed out his name. I needed to let it all go. I needed to be in that moment. My legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him even closer. I could feel my fingers dig into his back. I lifted my head and licked up his chest and heard another growl come from deep inside of him.

  "Fuck, Livie," he moaned. "You're so tight, baby. It's like your pussy was made for me. I want to feel you when you come. I want you to hold my cock so damn tight. I need you."

  I tightened my grip on his back even more and thrust my hips against his. We couldn't get any closer if we tried. My mouth went to his neck, and I sucked it hard to try to silence my moans. He pumped into me so deep and hard. When he hit that perfect spot I knew it wouldn't be long. I held him tight and bit down on his shoulder and his body shook.

  "Fuck," he cried out. "You're going to destroy me, baby."

  Something happened, and he thrust into me so hard and deep. I flew over the edge and screamed his name. My moans mixed together and everything went dark as I came around his cock so damn hard. He growled out my name and pumped into me hard as he filled me over and over.

  His body came down on mine, and I held onto him so tight. I was so afraid to let him go. We were both covered in sweat. The cool air felt so good on my skin. When he rolled to the side and our connection was lost, I was so afraid he was going to leave.

  He reached over and grabbed a blanket to cover us. I stayed beside him with my head against his chest, as I traced each muscle with my finger. He had one arm behind his head and the other around me.

  "We need to talk," he said.

  "No," I said. "I'm not losing this moment. I can't lose this moment."

  When I looked up at his eyes, I could see him looking up at the stars.