Her breath hitched and she could feel the warmth gathering in her pussy. She reached for him, naked under the towel and he arched his back away from her leaving his cock out of reach. She could see it bobbing under the towel and she moaned a little at losing her chance to touch it.
“Slow sweetie, I want to enjoy this. Enjoy you. Let’s take our time.”
She moaned again, in reply, his attention to her breasts drawing all of her concentration.
He lifted up her nightshirt and leaned down to kiss her nipples. She shifted, trying to hide her belly, but he would have none of it.
“You’re beautiful.”
“But…”
“Shhhhh,” he placed his finger on her lips, “you’re beautiful, hold still while I show you.”
With his tongue he circled her areola and watched as her nipple puckered. He blew on the dampened skin and she arched her back toward him, hoping for more. Leaning over her he gave the other nipple a lick, then again he blew gently on her wet skin. Touch me, she screamed silently in her head, touch me. He didn’t though, he kept up the tease, drawing his tongue around her breasts but not moving toward the sensitive center. She began to squirm under his gaze and he grinned, flashing impossibly white teeth. He rolled over her and slid down at the same time, shifting from side to side until his face was level with her pussy. His hands were on her breasts rolling her nipples between his fingers. She could feel his warm breath on the tops of her thighs, and he licked her there, more teasing.
“Open up.”
“What?”
“Your clit, show me, open your pussy for me, baby.”
Reaching down she spread her pussy open for him and he breathed deeply.
“I can smell it, you smell so sweet.”
Leaning down he placed his mouth on her clit, then slid his tongue to the side and licked along the slope of her pussy lips. She had never been a fan of having someone down there eating her, but this was definitely a level way above anyone she had ever had before. She willed herself not to think about the many hours he must have spent doing this, to be so good at it. His lips were firmly fit to her clit and his tongue was doing…she didn’t even know, this THING. Wow! She was vibrating, and sighing, and he pinched her nipples harder. She rocked her pelvis toward him and began to moan as she pressed herself against his mouth. She could hear the sounds of his licking, and she knew she was flooded with her own juices, she sounded so wet. And the sound was helping her to climb toward that orgasm. She had never cum this way, not once, and he was going to do it to her on his first try. Damn! As she began to see stars she arched toward him again, and the roaring in her ears drowned out everything, him the sky, the stars, the cool night air, and all she could feel was the coming explosion. As she crested into the orgasm, it shattered around her and she could see stars and feel the sparks dancing along her nerve endings.
He leaned up again, and inched his way back up her body until he was level with her face. He took it in both hands and gently nibbled at her lower lip, then licked all around her mouth. He tasted faintly tangy, of her, and where she would have minded with anyone else, this time she didn’t care. She kissed him back, gently at first, then hungrily, wrapping her arms around him, drawn to him in ways she didn’t understand and didn’t want to think about. The lawyer in her had been firmly shushed for the night, and she was going to spend her time feeling, and enjoying and kissing this absolutely delicious man.
Luke leaned against her and she could feel her pussy clench as the tip of his cock pressed against her. Her lips parted for him as though he belonged there, and he rested himself on her.
“Condom,” she squeaked.
“I know,” he whispered. “Inside. Let’s go.”
She didn’t want to move, but knew she had to. They weren’t really in full view of the neighbors, or, she hoped, anyone. Chelle was out for the night (how convenient, the little matchmaker) but she thought some privacy was in order.
Standing she reached for his hand and together, they walked toward the house.
Chapter 6
It was weird for her to be in the guest quarters of her own house. She hadn’t spent much time down there, and so it was like being in a strange place. She figured maybe that was better. After all when he left, because obviously he would leave, she thought somehow that not having this memory in her bedroom would be easier. She knew that was a lie, it wasn’t so, he was going to be impossible to forget. Hell, he had already been impossible to forget and all he had done was brush against her hand when they signed the contract. But sleeping with him wouldn’t change things, either way.
He went to the dresser and opened the top drawer, he had unpacked earlier and had left these where he would be able to find them. Wishful thinking he had thought at the time, and he grinned to himself that they had come in handy so quickly.
He turned to find her resting, looking slightly uneasy, on top of the comforter. Damn, she was nervous. It was ok though, he hadn’t been able to forget her, he had busted his ass to get here, while trying to make it look like the last place on earth he wanted to be. He wanted to make this good, for her, for them both.
He walked to the bed and sat down with her, stroking her back, her arms, her legs. Gentling her, willing her to relax. She sighed and stretched, pointing her toes and reaching her arms above her head. God, he wanted to dive right on top of her when she did that. Easy, easy, he thought to himself, don’t startle her.
She turned to him and he held her, stroking her back, her hair, waiting for her to relax into him. He tugged at her nightshirt and she shifted, allowing him to pull it free. She rolled close to him and his cock tapped at her belly, leaving a bit of sticky pre-cum in a shiny trail. Reaching down she stroked him, gently caressing his balls, then running the pads of her fingers across the skin of his sack. He took a shuddering breath, and steadied himself. He wanted to plunge right in, take her deep, but he was afraid of startling her, making her take flight.
He reached down for her pussy, and began to stroke it gently. She clenched against him and pressed her cunt toward his hand. Finding her wet and slick he slid one finger inside her and placed his thumb on her clit. Gently rubbing with the pad of his thumb, he began to thrust his fingers in and out, first one, then two, then several. He slid his other hand up to massage her nipples, first one, then the other. He could feel her responding, her back tensing, her pussy swelling. When he slid his finger inside her he could feel her pulling at it, drawing it in. He imagined that was his cock, it would be soon enough. He hoped he could hold off for a bit, make it good for her.
She lay on her back as he stroked her labia, running his finger up and down her soaking wet lips. Her pussy was swollen and tender, sensitive to the touch and his ministrations made her shiver. He ran his finger slowly up toward her clit, then stopped short, and ran it slowly back down. He teased at her opening, but wouldn’t take her, and ran his finger up again, back toward her clit.
“Luke?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Where’s the condom?”
He laughed, “are you anxious?”
“Would you be horrified if I said yes?”
“No” he whispered.
“Then yes,” she sighed, “I’m anxious to have you inside me. Here, give me that, I’ll put it on you.” She opened the packet, and gently and firmly rolled the latex sheath down the length of him. She always found condoms a little awkward, and so she tried to pay special attention to him, stroke him while she rolled it down. It seemed to have worked, since he was much harder than when she started, and he had been pretty hard to start with. Leaning in she stroked his balls with her fingertips, feeling them contract under her touch. She loved this part, when everything she did, everything she touched made him more excited. She loved knowing that it was her that did this to him.
As Luke pressed her backwards and gently reached down and spread her pussy, he shifted so his cock was pressing against her. Pretty insistently, actually. He slid up her channel and she ga
sped as he entered her for the first time. Luke lay there, willing himself to hold still, while he felt her warmth envelop him. Lilly too, held still, feeling him filling her up. What was it about this guy that made her want him so badly? Maybe it was this, this feeling when they were joined.
Luke began to thrust gently, ever so slightly, as he caressed her breast. Lilly flinched as the arc of pleasure streaked from her nipple to her clit and back again. It left a heated trail between the two, and every time he touched her nipple the trail warmed up again, licking her nerve endings and causing her to writhe in pleasure. She arched her back and stretched, pointing her toes and he slid his cock more deeply inside her as she did. He reached for her other breast, and slowly lapped at her nipple. Rising up on his knees he thrust again and again, while he held her ass in both hands. She arched her back into him, meeting each thrust with one of her own. She could feel it before he said anything, feel his cock expanding to fill her, feel his body tense, feel his balls tighten up. And of course she could hear his breathing speed up. Hers had too. Luke began to thrust harder, pulling her toward him each time as he pumped. Her climax built and as she arched into him again and again, she finally felt the sweet release, it rushed over her skin like a cool shower. She saw stars and fireworks and felt the zing of her orgasm bursting over her. He thrust into her one last time, and she could feel the pulsing of his cock as he climaxed.
He collapsed onto her and as his breathing slowed she stroked his back. His hair drifted over her shoulder and she could smell the tang of chlorine from the pool. She continued to run her hands over him, as he sighed with pleasure.
“Sweetness,” he whispered “that was so sweet.”
“Thank you,” she smiled. She had always believed she was better at sex when she was in love, but she didn’t know him well enough to love him, and that sex had been, um…yeah. It had no right to be that good.
“I had no idea,” he whispered “that it would be like that.”
“Me either,” she smiled.
“But I was hoping!”
She rolled to smack him playfully on the ass, and he grabbed her hand and pressed her back agains the mattress and kissed her. His tongue played against her mouth, slowly licking her bottom lip then biting it, gently, but firmly. He wanted her to know he was there. He feathered his tongue against her jaw and down her neck
Lilly felt her pussy clenching again, responding to the feeling of his tongue. Her senses hadn’t had time to come down off of high alert from before and here he was raising the stakes again. His mouth drifted south and she felt the excitement build as he licked his way toward her mound. He concentrated on not touching her labia, or her clitoris, as he moved around and around, licking the tops of her thighs up and around to her belly and down the other side. She felt like the was going to burst if he didn’t touch her soon and she began to thrust toward him, she really couldn’t help it. Her pelvis had a mind of its own, reaching for him, pressing itself toward his face.
“Is there something you need?” he asked, grinning wickedly.
“Yes, please…”
“My way, roll over.”
He lifted her slightly and rolled her over so that she was face down on the cool sheets. Straddling her he began to knead the muscles in her back. Working his way down he massaged her shoulders, then her back and finally he got to her ass. He spread her cheeks, and ran his fingers down until he could touch her pussy.
“Mmmmmm, still wet. Do you like it from behind, Lilly?”
“Yes.” She was breathless. He made her ache for him, and she had just had him, dammit. What was happening?
“Me too, baby, me too,” he said. She heard another condom package open. Then he slid his cock between her legs and into her. It didn’t take long this time. She was so ready for him and so close to climax, she could hardly think, it was all just feelings and sounds. His hands on her hips, pulling her toward him, his cock twitching inside her, his groans as he approached his own orgasm, and then his climax. And hers.
Chapter 7
Breakfast was nice, Chelle joined them, and she was completely overwhelmed by the presence of Luke. A real live rising to stardom singer, in their kitchen. She was beside herself, and chattered like a magpie, while Luke graciously listened, and nodded and smiled and made her feel like a princess. Chelle waited on him hand and foot, brought him coffee, and generally acted like a love struck teenager.
Lilly took the time to sit back and watch him interact. At breakfast he wasn’t the young rocker trying to make it big, nor was he the smoldering sex god, he was more like the indulgent older brother. It was kind of cute, she had to admit.
“Want some more juice?” she asked Luke. He nodded and she got up and crossed to the fridge. On the way she looked out the window and shrieked in alarm. Pointing out toward the road she was speechless, and her eyes were as big as saucers. Gathered there was a press corps worthy of Prince William and his bride. There must have been hundreds of photographers gathered, once again blocking the road.
He threw down his napkin, and stalked to the window. The windows had blinds embedded in them, but they still might have had a clear shot at him as he ate. Suddenly his breakfast turned to lead in his stomach as he realized their photos might already be out on the wire. He should have known better, not gotten involved. There was no room for this in his life, and she didn’t deserve this nonsense, and neither did Chelle, although he suspected she’d enjoy the celebrity status for the moment. She wouldn’t understand the impact on her privacy.
“I’m sorry,” he said, scrubbing his hand through his hair. I should have thought more carefully about this.
“No, it’s fine. I’ll call my brother again, he’ll get rid of them, it’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Yeah, I did. I forgot I wasn’t normal anymore. I’m truly sorry, Lilly, I’ll get out of your hair here. Move these guys along. If I give them a picture and a quote, they’ll move along. Then I will too.”
“Luke, don’t be silly, you don’t have to go anywhere…,” she was interrupted by the chirp of her cellphone.
“Let it go to voicemail,” Luke instructed, “we should check the web, there are probably pictures everywhere by now. It’s either other reporters, or your friends that saw you online, it’s going to be ringing all day now.”
Lilly ignored Luke and answered the phone.
“Is this Lilly?” said an unfamiliar voice.
“Yes.”
“Is it true you and Luke are engaged?”
“What?”
“The rumors of your engagement, are they true? You’ve been seeing him secretly for months now, isn’t that right?”
“I’m not answering that!” Lilly growled.
“So you’re declining to deny your engagement?”
“Wait? What? I’m not declining to say that!”
“So, you’re not denying your engagement?”
“No, wait, I’m…” she was speaking to dead air. She could see in her head how this would go.
“You’re right,” she sighed, clicking her phone off. She made a note to herself to run to the store later and get a disposable cell phone. She could at least be in touch with her family and work that way until this all blew over.
Luke was downstairs by now, and she followed him. He was tossing clothes in a duffel, unpacking the dresser, getting ready to leave.
“Don’t go,” she said quietly.
He turned, “I need to, this is crazy, you have a nice quiet life and my life is anything but.” He swung his duffel over his shoulder and turned to her.
“Thanks though,” he whispered, “last night was amazing.”
And before she could answer, he was gone.
*******
“Hey, thanks,” she greeted her brother with a hug. The town police had dispatched the photogs once again, this time without the help of the fire breathing dragon boat. They had been duly warned and were unlikely to return. Of course Luke was gone so they probably thought
there was no reason to come back, which was true. It was how she felt too, the place was unspeakably empty with him not there.
Chelle came tip toeing around the corner looking like she was going to burst into tears. “Lilly, what are they doing? Why did he go? Will he be back?”
“They’re just making a living kiddo. It’s kinda crappy, but that’s the way it is. I’m not sure where he went, just look for the camera crews and he’s sure to be in there somewhere.”
“I like him, he’s nice, you know? Not like you might think.”
No, Lilly thought to herself, not at all like you might think. What she said was “I like him too, he’s just having a hard time right now. Let’s get to the office, I’m sure we can find some work to occupy us.”
And that was where her brother found her later that night. She and Chelle had worked there all day long, and she had stuck around, trying to distract herself. Finally as the summer evening got darker and darker, she pushed back from the desk and poured herself a glass of wine that she kept in the office. So, of course the phone rang. When did you ever get a quiet glass of wine to yourself?
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