Summer Girl, Winter Boy

by Elsborg, Barbara

  He laughed.

  “Seriously though,” she said. “What a pain having to be perfect. Do you even have any fillings?”

  “I’m not perfect.”

  “Damn, you don’t have any fillings, do you? I bet you’ve never had a spot in your life. They wouldn’t dare spoil that face.”

  “I had plenty of spots when I was a teenager.”

  Jai worked his tie open, unbuttoned his shirt and tossed them both into the shower tray. He stood there in damp knitted shorts, his shaft long and thick under the material, and Summer couldn’t resist.

  She leaned into him and stroked the length of his cock, fondling him through the woven cotton, rubbing her thumb over the head. His breathing grew unsteady.

  “You have too many clothes on,” he murmured.

  “Promise not to move an inch?”

  “Promise.”

  “Not any of your inches?”

  He chuckled.

  “Close your eyes and count to five.”

  The moment he closed his eyes and started to count, she stripped. When he opened his eyes, he groaned. “I’d have liked to have watched that.”

  “If I’d been in slinky underwear I might have let you, but I wasn’t.” She kicked her clothes out of the way, not wanting him to see her once-white-now-gray bra and blue panties with a hole in the side. “Now you have too many clothes on.”

  She crouched to pull down his shorts and on the way back up, she licked the length of his cock from balls to tip. Jai sucked in a breath as she came upright.

  “Sorry about this,” he said, staring into her eyes.

  “What?”

  He planted cold hands on her butt and yanked her against him.

  “Arrggh, you’re freezing.” When she tried to pull away, he wouldn’t let her go.

  “Just getting my own back.”

  He landed one smack on her butt before she managed to squirm free and bolt into the bedroom.

  She dived into bed and snuggled under the covers. “Come on, we can warm each other up.”

  Jai climbed in beside her and Summer wrapped her legs around him, pressing her cold feet against his calves.

  “Oh Christ.” Jai slammed his palms back on her butt.

  They started to wrestle, both of them laughing, getting tangled together and in the sheets until they found themselves, by design on her part—and Summer suspected by his as well—lying top-to-toe with the covers on the floor.

  Jai buried his head between her thighs and she arched her back and groaned. The feel of his hot breath, wet hair and that silky tongue drifting over the folds of her sex melted her bones and she sank back into the bed. He teased with endless flicks in exactly the right places and while she still had enough brain power to remember what she wanted to do, she wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock and let the silky head slide under her tongue. He let out a groan of his own that trickled through her.

  She sucked and licked but it was hard to concentrate on him when he was turning her mind to mush. He cupped her bottom, holding her to his mouth. His leisurely licks and persistent laving made her tighten her thighs around his head as ripples of pleasure began to coalesce inside her, coiling tighter and tighter like a metal spring. A tug at her piercing, a brief rub at her clit and her soft little cries wrapped around his cock. That’s sooo good.

  Summer circled her tongue around the smooth crest, tickling the sensitive underside, loving the taste and the scent of him as she licked up the pearls of pre-cum forming at the slit. When she pressed harder there with her tongue, and pushed the tip inside, Jai faltered and she felt him gasp against her.

  It became an unspoken challenge. Who could put the other off their stride? Who’d come first? A little like the competition between the tortoise and the hare, they took it in turns to be ahead, though the race wasn’t going to last long for her.

  As Jai stroked her clit and at the same time speared his tongue into her, stabbing deep, over and over, Summer jetted for the sun, crashed and burned in a blaze of glory. She tried so hard not to bite as she unraveled that she sucked extra hard at his cock, taking him so deep he hit the back of her throat, and then he was spurting into her, his cum filling her mouth as his hips jerked.

  She loved the sounds he made, the breathy gasps, the long sighs, the snatched inhalations.

  “Oh fuck,” he muttered and pulled his cock from between her lips. “You still breathing?”

  “Uh.” It was as much as she could manage to say.

  She floated for a while, drifting on clouds of satiated bliss, but even as she came down from the high, she wanted it all to happen again. She had just enough energy to drag the covers back on the bed and crawl up to rest her head next to his on the pillow.

  “Sorry,” she whispered.

  “Why? What did you do?” He wrapped his arms around her. “My bits are still intact, aren’t they? Do I need to check?”

  She sighed. “I don’t want to be someone who’s only interested in you because you’re ridiculously good-looking and because sex with you is fantastic but you are so good at…that. It’s never been like this before, as though I’m going to die but in a good way. I’m suddenly a nymphomaniac. I can’t ever have enough of you. I’m sorry if that makes me a greedy pig but you are so…talented. You’re allowed to look smugly pleased with yourself at this point.”

  He grinned.

  “I kept forgetting what I was doing. I obviously can’t multitask at all. So you didn’t get the full benefit of my expertise, which admittedly isn’t great, but you, on the other hand, really know what you’re doing. And I know I shouldn’t be thinking about this because it means you’re experienced and I might go green with jealousy and I wish I could shut the hell up but I seem to have a case of verbal diarrhea. You can’t be completely perfect. Tell me something you can’t do. And I don’t mean running a hundred meters in less than ten seconds, or repeating the alphabet in reverse without pausing.”

  When he didn’t say anything, she tipped her head to look at him and he was fast asleep with a smile on his face.

  Oh thank god. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

  * * * * *

  When Summer next opened her eyes it was the middle of the night and she was instantly wide awake. Bloody jet lag. She lay on her back next to a gently snoring sex god and stretched. Her arm cast an interesting shadow on the ceiling and she twisted her fingers to make a rabbit, then wriggled the ears. Two hands entwined together made a donkey. Then a goose. Oh, I’m good at this.

  She hadn’t realized Jai was awake until a snake leapt out to eat her goose.

  “Hey,” she said and made an elephant. “I stamp on your snake.”

  Jai laughed and pulled his feet from under the covers to make a huge, undecipherable shape on the ceiling.

  “What the hell’s that?” Summer asked.

  “A footicus dinosaur. Elephant eater.”

  She threw himself on him and plastered her mouth to his. Jai dissolved beneath her, sliding his hands down her sides until he cupped her backside, then positioned her over his cock. As he began to push into her, he froze.

  “Shit. What am I doing?” He twisted ’round to yank open a drawer and grabbed a box of condoms. “I’ve never forgotten that before. What are you doing to me?”

  “Driving you mad with lust.”

  “Is that what it is?”

  “Well, either that or I’ve been eating your brains.”

  He laughed so hard, he couldn’t get the box open and Summer took it from him, peeled away the cellophane and ripped off a rectangle of foil.

  “Are they tricky to put on with your mouth?” she asked.

  Jai gaped at her and she tugged at her lower lip with her teeth. “Oh yeah, how would you know? Sorry. But we could practice on bananas.”

  “You don’t need a banana and I don’t need to know how to do it. Some other time I’ll let you try but not now.”

  He groaned as he slipped the condom on. Summer straddled his hard stomach, wrap
ped her hand around his cock and lowered herself down, inch by inch. Jai threw his head back and hissed as she slid up and down as slowly as she could. When she rolled her hips and squeezed, he tensed and stared into her eyes.

  “Good or bad?” she asked.

  “Did you do something?”

  She grinned and rotated her pelvis as she ground down on him.

  “F-f-fuck,” he mumbled.

  He cupped her breasts with warm hands, twisting the piercings under his palms.

  “That’s enough slow,” he said with a long moan.

  “But it feels so good. How long can you keep going?”

  She clenched her muscles hard around his cock and he gasped. “I’m not going to answer that. You’re so tight I can hardly remember how to breathe.”

  Summer danced her fingers over his shoulders, felt the tension in his muscles and gripped him firmly, using his body as leverage to help her move. She shifted faster, rode him harder, and the familiar pressure built at her core. She dropped down and pressed her lips to his. As their kiss grew wilder, so did their movements. He grasped her hips and bucked. He was big and solid inside her, and every drive sent shivers of pleasure rushing around her body. When she pushed herself up, her breathing shallow, his hands settled on her butt and she felt the tug in her already-overstimulated clit.

  I’m on fire.

  “Oh fuck, fuck,” Jai gasped.

  He gripped her hands, changed the angle of his thrusts and impossibly he was in her deeper and still driving up into her downstroke.

  He met her gaze and held it. “Summer Girl,” he whispered.

  Spasms erupted from her core, spiraling in her belly, and she flew, soaring toward the sun and clenching her muscles to drag him with her. His cock swelled and his hips pumped as he lost himself in his release, but before the last spasm died away, he pulled her down and held her against him.

  “Oh my god,” he panted into her ear. “You are so fucking hot.”

  Even as she sank into sleep, a smile on her face, a voice in her head told her this wouldn’t last, nothing ever had for her and probably not for him. She was one in a line, he’d tire of her and she’d be the one left with a broken heart, not Jai. Their different worlds would come crashing down and force them apart.

  I’m not going to let it.

  I’m not.

  * * * * *

  Jai opened his eyes to find himself lying on the edge of the bed with Summer hogging the rest, lying on her back in a starfish position. He rolled over and curled himself around her, inhaling her scent.

  “What time is it?” she muttered.

  “Seven.”

  “In the morning?”

  He laughed. “Yep.” He trailed his fingers around the piercing in her navel and was rewarded by her wriggling against his erection. “When do you have to start work again?”

  “I’ve got two weeks holiday. Well, just less than that now.”

  “I have plans. We can spend the rest of this week finding a place to fuck beginning with each letter of the alphabet.” A cyclone of excitement twisted inside his body and sent him soaring. “Attic, bathroom, cellar, dining room…er…I’m stuck.”

  “East wing, front of the house, garden, hall, igloo.”

  “See how much I need you?”

  She swiveled ’round in his arms and rubbed her thumb over his lips. “I’d love to but I have to leave.”

  Jai felt as though he’d swallowed a stone and plummeted to Earth. “Why?”

  “Remember my sister’s getting married on Saturday? I promised my mother I’d go home today to help. They’re having the wedding in a tent in the garden.”

  “In February? Are they mad?”

  “Exactly what I said, although I only thought the mad part. There are heaters apparently and a fire. Not sure how that works in a marquee. Must be a hole in the roof. Would…” She licked her lips. “Would you like to come to the wedding? You don’t have to, obviously. Don’t feel obliged or anything just because I’m going to be a sad sack of shit if you don’t. Oh damn, I shouldn’t have asked you. I feel terrible now. I don’t see why both of us have to suffer. I know—”

  He put his hand over her mouth. “I’d love to. Tux or suit?”

  “Tux. Are you sure? Really? You don’t have something better to do? Like cleaning your bathroom? Or color-coordinating your shirts?”

  “Don’t you want me to come?”

  She slid her hands to the back of his neck and rubbed his jaw with her thumbs. “If you come, you’ll make me the happiest bridesmaid in the entire world. Probably in the entire universe. No pressure though.”

  He laughed.

  “You really mean it?” she asked. “I thought you wanted to keep a low profile.”

  “I’ve said I’ll come. I can’t wait to see what the happiest bridesmaid in the universe will do to say thank you.”

  “In a word—anything. This is not going to be a day of joy for me, but with you there, it will be. Everyone’s expecting me to be on my own and until I met you, I’d even thought about hiring a guy and saying I’d met him in Chile. But in all the romances I’ve read, that goes horribly wrong.”

  “Do we need a story?” he asked, wondering why she didn’t expect to enjoy herself.

  “I don’t know. Do we?”

  “I can hardly tell your mother we got to know each other on the floor at the Philadelphia airport.”

  “Why not? Tell the truth without the details of my fabulously inappropriate orgasm, of course, or your sprint to the bathroom.” She licked his neck and he arched his head on the pillow. “I don’t think you should tell her about the fabulous sex either.”

  Jai slid his finger up the crease of her butt. “You think the sex is fabulous?”

  “Yep. Not mind-blowing yet, but you’re getting there.”

  He hoped she was joking. “So when and where?”

  “Chilham Church in Kent. One o’clock. Reception at my parents’ place in Chartham near Canterbury. Willow House on Willowby Lane. Not a willow tree in sight. I can direct you from the church. Oh do you have a car?”

  “Yep. Is there a rehearsal dinner? Want me to come to that too?”

  She ran her hand over the top of his head and ruffled his hair. “Where is it?”

  “What?”

  “Your halo.”

  He laughed. “I definitely don’t have one of those.”

  Summer kissed his nose. “Yeah, you do.”

  No, I really don’t.

  He shifted so she lay underneath him. “Don’t go yet.”

  She hooked her heels over the back of his legs. “Well, don’t let me fall asleep.”

  “I’ll do my best. I don’t think anyone has actually dropped off when I’ve been fucking them.” Though I have.

  She sniggered. “That wasn’t what I meant. I need to dye my hair back to respectability before I let my mother see me, otherwise she’ll throw a fit.”

  He reached for another condom. “I’m used to the pink now. I’ve stopped myself trying to eat it, thinking it’s cotton candy.”

  “Ha ha.”

  She spread her legs and he lifted her hips, positioning his sheathed cock against her damp folds. One push and he slid straight into her.

  Summer gasped and clutched his shoulders. “Oh god,” she muttered.

  He didn’t want to move. His cock was encased in tight, warm heaven and the only thing that could make it better apart from actually moving was not having the condom between them. Jai had never done that, never fucked without protection. His head fogged with how much he wanted her. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt like this. If he’d ever felt like this. His heart raced, his skin was on fire, he couldn’t breathe—she turned every part of him on.

  I can’t move.

  I can’t not move.

  He began to fuck her slowly and like the flick of a switch, he was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to go fast, to come hard, to make her come harder. Slow could wait for another time. Jai took cont
rol, lifted his hips and powered in and out of her. She gripped him so tight, he could feel her pulling him with her. His balls slapped at her butt, his breathing faltered and when Summer made soft little cries at the back of her throat, he had to clench his teeth and beg his orgasm to wait.

  Jai managed only seconds. As he felt her come, he convulsed into her, each biting spasm dragging a grunt from him too. Summer pulled him down on top of her and he could feel her shaking like him.

  Gradually their breathing returned to normal but Jai was still embedded inside her, still part-hard. If it hadn’t been for the condom, he’d have tried to stay there. A bit soon to ask her to go on the Pill. But that wasn’t the problem. He was. While he had Saul and Marta around his neck, he didn’t want Summer to trust him, not in that way. He knew he was clean but what he did for them and with them wasn’t.

  There had to be a way out of the mess he was in.

  Tell her.

  But when Jai thought he’d finally plucked up the courage to speak, he saw she’d fallen back to sleep.

  Thank god.

  Chapter Ten

  Summer freaked out when she woke and saw the clock. By the time she’d gone home to pack, she’d be lucky to reach Canterbury before midafternoon. She’d have no chance to fix her hair. Jai offered to drive her back to her flat but Summer refused. It was a pig of a journey by car, would take longer than by public transport and she suspected her chances of ever catching the train to Canterbury would be considerably reduced once she had Jai anywhere near her bed.

  The snow had started to melt and dirty slush covered the path and the sides of the road. Her jeans were splattered with muddy water sprayed by passing vehicles. Hardly worth changing as the same thing would happen on her way back to the station, though it would mean arriving at her parents’ in a less-than-pristine state, which would annoy her mother. Still, the hair would annoy her more.

  By the time she’d lugged the bag of presents to her flat, she was shattered. She hadn’t realized the gifts weighed so much. She trudged up the stairs, unlocked her door, put the presents down inside and kicked the door shut.

  Two steps into the main room, she froze.

  Someone’s been in here.