Fair Play

by Mia Ford

  “Did you do this at home when I was sleeping?” I whispered as he met my gaze with a carnal one of his own. “You’ve tasted me before.”

  “Yes, and I have never gotten that out of my memory,” Perry said as he took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. I had attempted that a time or two with other guys and I gripped him just a bit tighter as he moved closer. “Fucking beautiful.” He looked down to watch my movement as he thickened in my hand and licked his lips. “I want to feel you, Caroline. You’re on the pill?”

  “Yes. Bad periods,” I said, so desperate to feel him that I lied. I had never taken anything for birth control before since there was no need and I reasoned that there was no way that anything would happen with him just this time.

  “I’ll go slow,” he promised as he eased my hand away from him and moved between my legs, sucking a nipple into his mouth as he slipped a finger inside of me. It was thick, though not as much as his cock was and I rocked against him. “I could spend my life making you come. It’s the most gorgeous sight that I’ve ever seen.” I did come, moaning his name as he bit my nipple. Perry moved his hand out of me, placing himself at my entrance as desire burned in his gaze.

  He rested on one arm as he guided himself inside, slipping just a little bit in as he looked at my face. Perry kissed me as he eased himself in, stretching me open as I cried out against him. It was too much but felt so good, and he slipped his tongue against mine as he kept going. There was a hint of pain, just a pinch as I stilled and Perry pulled away to tell me it would be okay in just a moment. Perry apologized to me as he remained still and kissed my face, giving me the control to move when I was ready.

  The moment that the discomfort was gone, I rocked against him and took him deep. He was thick and I felt him everywhere, including every nerve ending in my body. “Perry, I…I need you,” I begged as he pulled back and drove himself into me again. It was everything that I’d ever wanted and yet it overwhelmed me as we moved together, the slapping of our skin and combined moans filling the room. “Harder. I want all of you.” Perry had paused before he started to move hard and fast, his eyes intent on me through every moment. “Yes! Oh God. Don’t stop.” I felt him thicken as I covered him with my release, crying out his name. Perry jerked as heat filled me, making me feel as complete at this moment as I had in my entire life. I cried out with it, clawing at him with my short nails as I murmured dirty things to him.

  Perry kissed me as we settled down, slipping out of me and resting his body gently over mine. “Are you okay?” His voice was concerned and soft, and I slipped my arms into his hair and kissed him tenderly.

  “I’m perfect,” I promised him as our lips met softly. I was. All my long unreturned lust was wrapped in a ball of heat in my stomach as I felt the combination of us trickle between my thighs. Perry made his way to the bathroom, bringing out a washcloth and he knelt between my legs and looked closely. “What are you doing?” I asked as he smiled at me.

  “Cleaning you up, Caroline.” He wiped gently between my legs, and I shivered at the warm water. “You bled a little bit, but not bad at all.”

  “How many times have you done that?” Perry gave me a curious look, and I thought about how to ask the question properly. “I mean, how many virgins have you been with?”

  “A few. Not so much in the last several years, but there were a few in school.” He looked at me. “It was an inconvenience back then. I just wanted to rush through it, but with you…it was an honor. I’ll never forget that I was your first.”

  “Neither will I,” I assured him as I smiled gently. He glanced down at me and walked the cloth into the bathroom, coming back to sit beside me.

  We talked as we snuggled together, discussing what it was between us. I knew that he still felt bad, but I believed that my mother was giving me a message with the sunset since it looked exactly like one she’d painted for me before she died. When I told Perry that, he sighed and pulled me closer.

  I knew that I was in love with him.

  He told me that he wanted to be with me through the remainder of the vacation, not seeing how he could resist me now. There was a connection between us that we both felt, one that carried through the weeks as we spent days exploring paradise and the nights in bed. After the first time, I had no reservations about sex and Perry showed me a bit of a dominant side. We tried every position that I was aware of as well as ones I’d never seen or heard of. Perry took pleasure in teaching me how to give a blowjob at my request, telling me how to move as he gripped my hair. I learned what it was to swallow for a man that I loved and knew that I would never feel the same about anyone else.

  Every time, he was bare inside of me. I didn’t want it any other way with Perry.

  There were long breakfasts in bed every morning, naked as we fed each other before we’d make love for the second time that day. There were dinners out, in the cottage as well as a special one on the beach where we ate fresh fish by candlelight. Perry took me all over the islands, where we snorkeled over the coral and the beautiful sea life. We went hiking through the trees to see the lush greenery and the animals as we lost ourselves in nature.

  I didn’t know if I preferred the days or the nights with him. Perry was attentive to me every moment that we were together, displaying our relationship when we were out. He wasn’t like the guys at school were with my friends, though, sloppy, and immature. Perry was all man that made me aware that he was always thinking of me. Every kiss hit me deep inside, making my body want him in little time. Every time he touched me, I felt like I was on fire, becoming more addicted to the way he treated my body by night.

  Perry introduced me to things like spanking and being restrained. I enjoyed both, feeling nothing but trust that allowed me to relax in his care. It turned me on that Perry liked a darker side of sex, and I wanted to please him in that way. I wanted him to stay mine when we went back to Colorado, but I knew that might not work out. Here, we were a couple on a romantic vacation that nobody knew anything about, but there he was my guardian no matter how old I was, at least in the eyes of some people. We would be judged harshly, and he would be called a pervert, while I would be the innocent girl that he took advantage of. I was ready to step up and admit that I wanted this more than Perry did, that I initiated it.

  I just didn’t know where he stood with things.

  Every night seemed to grow longer as we’d make love in the upper-level bedroom. It ranged from fast and rough to soft and sweet, but it was something that I could not get enough of. I craved Perry every single moment of the day and attacked him every night when we arrived back at the cottage, dragging him into my obsession with me. I loved to taste his skin, nipping at it as he groaned my name and tugged at my hair.

  We even found a few private areas around the resort where we took part in outdoor sex. There were places in the trees where we’d crouch low to the ground as our bodies slapped together, me riding Perry while he met me thrust-for-thrust. I always struggled to keep from screaming his name as I came, clutching his strong shoulders as I felt the waves of pleasure ripping through me.

  There were places on our beach where we could be alone and in the water as he fingered my clit to a release, his fingers buried inside of my bathing suit as I bit down on my lip to keep from crying out his name.

  I gave him a blowjob at one of the bars one night, outside and around a corner where we could hear but not see some of the other guests. I was down on my knees, taking him into my mouth as I pulled against his ass. Perry was big, but I’d learned to relax and get him deep into my throat, and tonight he was fucking my mouth with earnest. I felt him thicken before he shot inside of my mouth, eager to swallow it all down as he panted and held my hair. He dragged me to my feet and back to the cottage, leaving our drinks at the bar so that he could fuck me hard and deep while I was on my knees in the living room. We’d christened every surface of the cottage and joked that they would have to clean up well after we were gone, something that made me a little sad.
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  Perry had a successful business back home, but I wanted to be here with him forever. I knew that I worked hard through school to go back and get a stable job that I’d dreamed of for so long, but a part of me would give up all of that to stay here with him. He could never work again or do it from afar and be just fine, along with the money from my parents. I’d never ask that of him, though.

  I would just go home and have faith in whatever happened.

  The last day was one where we explored all our favorite places, taking endless pictures of the turtles and fish that swam just under the surface of the deeper water. I made a point of taking photos of us, memorizing the natural happiness in his face as well as the way that his blue eyes shimmered. Perry was gorgeous and meant everything to me, and I wanted these memories for the rest of my life. I walked the soft sand of the beach, taking in the sound of the waves as I looked all around and fought the urge to cry. Perry took me to a special dinner that night in the restaurant, where I sipped wine and tried to hold my emotions in. I knew that he could see right through me, smiling as he told me that everything was going to be good.

  He took me back to the cottage and right up to bed, worshiping my body with his mouth and hands. I cried as I came before he crawled over me and entered me with one deep thrust. It was carnal and raw, expressing all the mixed emotions between us. Perry drew my feet to his shoulders as he took me, staring down into my eyes. I came first with a guttural cry before he shot deep inside of my pussy, rocking slowly against me.

  We dozed lightly, waking up to move together all over again several times during the night as well as first thing in the morning. Our flight was early, and I was quiet as we made our way to the plane. I slept on the longer flight, feeling a sense of dread as we came closer to Colorado. Something was going to happen, though I didn’t know what.

  Even his hand holding mine in my sleepy state didn’t assure me as we moved closer to home.

  I came back to find a few emails about possible jobs, all over a few states. My internship and high grades paid off, and I read all the messages with a mix of excitement and dread. The best overall offer was from a graphic design company in California, on the beach. They had an excellent starting wage, incredible benefits, and perks and it was in one of the most beautiful coastal towns on the west coast.

  I accepted an interview, flying over to meet with the head CEO to talk in person. I packed as Perry watched from the doorway of my room, asking me questions about the position. We’d cooled down considerably after arriving back home, which had a lot to do with my withdrawal from him. I suppose it was to protect myself against the inevitable. I knew that I would accept a job at some point and perhaps even move, not surprised when the best offer was in another state.

  Even Perry had to admit that this job sounded perfect, urging me to do well at the interview. Before I would have hugged him for that, but now he just got a smile.

  I checked into my hotel in Santa Barbara, looking out over the water that was a darker blue than the one that I would always coin as mine and Perry’s. It was still gorgeous, though, and I licked my lips as I glanced at the white bag from the local drug store that was sitting on the table. Its contents would have everything to do with my decision about this job and my future.

  It just might change everything for me.

  Perry

  Once we were back, I thought that I’d enjoy being back at the office and normal life. I knew that Caroline was going to start considering jobs and the beginning of her life, though I preferred the one that happened at The Brando Resort. She was everything that I could have wanted, in and out of the bedroom. Caroline kept me interested and laughing when we were talking, always waiting for the next words from her mouth. It was always a natural and easy time with her, as it always had been without the electric attraction between us. I knew that others noticed it, both men and women, and it fueled my desire for her further. She was a beautiful woman, and though I didn’t tell her, I was falling for her. I wanted to ask her to stay with me, but she worked too hard to give up her dreams. It was what her parents would want as well. I had to honor that.

  I watched her pull away from me once we were home, though I knew that she couldn’t deny the feelings and attraction between us.

  They were heavy in the air as she talked about the interest she’d received once we got back. Caroline sounded excited when she told me about what each company offered, making my heart drop when she said that the one in Santa Barbara offered her the best package. That wasn’t far as far as distance, and it could be worse. I just knew that she wouldn’t be here with me, safe in my care. Caroline had someone always watching over her, whether it was her parents or me as her guardian. Now I was looking at her talk about her future all on her own when it felt like my heart was breaking inside of my chest.

  I hadn’t had that feeling since I lost my best friend and his wife.

  I asked her about the job as she packed to go for the interview, trying to sound like a guardian would. In truth, I couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful she looked when she came for me. I couldn’t ever forget how it was to be inside of her that first time, the first man in her life. I felt honored that her dad was the first man to love her and that I was the one she gave that precious gift to. I would never forget how it felt to hold her in my arms as I slept, and now my big bed felt empty and cold.

  Caroline was moving closer to her future, though. That was what mattered. She folded clothes for the two nights that she would be there, talking about the company and perks that came with the job offer. Caroline mentioned how much she loved the beach and I wanted to scream at her how much I knew that. I was the one making love to her every night and morning with the sound of the waves coming through the open windows. I wanted to remind her how it felt as I fingered her in the water, feeling her tremble against me as a climax tore through her. I remembered all of that as she kept talking, and I clenched my fists.

  Could she actually walk away from us?

  I drove her to the airport the following morning, hearing her nervous babble the entire way. Caroline wouldn’t look at me. When I dropped her at the curb, she gave me a loose hug and walked inside of the terminal with barely a backward glance.

  I thought that everything improved at the island between us once we gave into our desire. I wasn’t sure how it might work when we arrived home due to the nature of our relationship, and I didn’t think that she was either.

  I also didn’t expect her to be looking through job offers so quickly, but why was I surprised? She was brilliant, and I was confident that her reputation preceded Caroline after the impressive work during her internships. She needed to see what she could get, something that seemed to be a weight on both of our shoulders.

  I drove home from the airport alone, feeling a little lost. I wasn’t ready for Caroline to leave me, especially after the vacation. Everything about that was perfect, and what I wanted in my life, just with a woman I would have never considered before. She moved from a little girl that needed me to take care of her to a sexy, mature woman that got me going, even now sitting alone in this car.

  Fuck. I drove out of the parking lot and home, going right to work in my home office as the silence settled in the house. The last eight years played through my mind, the good and the bad. I finally admitted that I loved Caroline inside of my head, deeply and in a way that I’d never feel about anybody else.

  I went to work early the following morning and stayed through the afternoon. Stella told me that I looked happy when I came back and told her that I had a great time. I wasn’t even as eager to be in the office, not like I thought I would be with the knowledge that Caroline was at home.

  Today, she poked her head in when it was time to go home and raised an eyebrow at me. “What are you doing, boss?”

  “Just finishing some stuff up,” I tried to sound casual despite the tapping of my feet under the desk. I was on edge and couldn’t get Caroline out of my head. I might not go home at all, knowing th
at the house was empty now.

  “So, you went to a gorgeous place for the better part of a month just to come home to being a workaholic? Didn’t you learn anything?” She sounded mildly angry, and I glanced at her, seeing the concern in her eyes.

  “It’s who I am, Stella.” I tapped on my keyboard to sound like I was working hard.

  “You need a woman in your life, Perry,” she snapped before turning to leave as I dropped my hands on my desk.

  I had a woman, and she was amazing. I made love to her every way that we could think of after I got to know her mind and soul. I was in love with her, and I sent her to find a life without me. I stared at my phone for a moment before picking it up. I dialed and leaned back in my chair, listening to the ringing until her voice mail picked up. “Hi, Caroline. I was just calling to see how things were going. Give me a call back,” I murmured before ending the call.

  I went home at nine that night, drinking a bottle of whiskey in her room as I sat against the bed. It smelled like her sweet apple perfume, and I closed my eyes as I took another swig from the bottle.

  I dragged myself into work the next morning with a hangover, drinking coffee to get through the day. When I got home at ten, I walked into the house and felt Caroline’s presence. I looked into the kitchen and then walked up to her room to see her staring into her closet. “Hi,” I said as she kept staring forward. “How did it go?”

  “I got the job,” she replied as she pulled out an armload of shirts. “They got me a condo, and I am going to drive there tomorrow and get settled. They need to fill the position soon, and I don’t have anything to hold me here.”

  “You don’t?” I asked as she moved to the bed and folded the shirts into a big suitcase with a fixed expression on her face. There was a part of me that hoped she’d come home and tell me that she wanted a future with me that formed in my head during those lonely nights at work.