Give Me The Weekend

by Weston Parker

  Taydom pulled me to my feet, kissing me deeply as he guided me onto his lap. He didn’t seem at all revolted or disgusted by the taste of himself on my lips, which turned me on even more. But I was done wondering why.

  I couldn’t concentrate anyway as he set my body on fire with his kisses. He slid his tongue against mine and heat pooled between my legs. As if they had a will of their own, my hips started grinding against him.

  “Don’t worry, baby,” he murmured between kisses. “You made me come so hard, and I’m going to return the favor. Twice. Just like you asked.”

  He slid one hand along my thigh, stroking me slowly, building up an impossible pressure between my legs. His other hand pulled the top of my cotton sundress down to expose my breasts and immediately started rubbing my left nipple through my bra.

  The hand on my thigh slid over the seam of my sex. The fact that I was still wearing my panties did nothing to cloud the stars I was already seeing behind my eyelids or the loud moan that escaped me.

  He was breathing heavily against my chest, swallowing my sounds of pleasure and making little ones of his own. Just when I was about to start begging, he pushed my panties aside and made slow circles around my clit.

  I moaned into his mouth again, almost unbearably sensitive to his touch today. My back arched, and our kiss broke, but it also drew Taydom’s attention to my breasts. He sucked in a breath as he took a moment to stare at them, pupils dilated and mouth slightly open, before he put those talented lips to my aching nipples.

  It didn’t matter that I was still covered by the lace of my bra. His mouth was hot and wet and just fucking perfect. He alternated his free hand and mouth between them as his other hand slowly slid a finger inside me, still circling my clit with his thumb.

  The pressure building in me was almost painful, but I was climbing towards a peak unlike anything before it.

  Taydom kept stroking and circling and sucking, and before I knew it, my body splintered into a million different pieces as I found my release. He stilled once I started coming down, then smirked against my lips.

  “That’s one. You ready for two?”

  I was panting, sated, but I nodded anyway. The beast was well and truly in control of me now, and that bitch really was insatiable.

  “Good.” He claimed my mouth with his again. “Let’s go to the couches. It’ll be more comfortable there.”

  My knees were weak, but I managed to wobble my way to the lounge area. Taydom guided me to a couch and motioned for me to have a seat. When he knelt in front of me, his pupils were still dilated, his eyes wide with lust, and he was looking at me like he wanted to devour me.

  “Scoot to the edge for me, baby,” he said as he gripped my knees and spread my legs open wide to make space for his broad shoulders.

  My skin was on fire everywhere he touched me, every part of me suddenly aching for more. He tapped the side of my leg before snapping the elastic of my panties against my skin.

  “Off,” he growled, low and commanding.

  I lifted my behind and he slid my panties down. Face to face with my exposed sex now, he drank me in with his eyes, moaning softly as he stroked my drenched core.

  “God, babe. You’re so fucking wet.” He brought his glistening fingers to his lips and licked my juices off his fingertips. “So fucking sweet. I didn’t have you pegged as someone who enjoys dirty talk so much, but it seems I was mistaken.”

  “Yep,” I bit out. “I didn’t know how much I liked it either.”

  It was difficult to focus on anything other than his fingers that were now playing with my clit, teasing my seam, and generally doing a fantastic job of driving me out of my mind.

  “Good to know,” he whispered before his mouth was on me. He licked slowly but hungrily along my seam. Up and down, sucking, darting his tongue into me before starting all over again. Letting out another low moan, he took my sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth and sucked lightly before his tongue flicked against me.

  It took him almost no time at all to reduce me to a trembling, moaning maniac again. I tried to buck my hips against him, but his strong hand kept me in place as he licked and sucked me until I saw nothing but fireworks.

  Far too soon, the tension that had been building up inside me released in a glorious ball of light, my mind shattering in every different direction possible as I screamed his name. My fingers dug into his shoulders and my head dropped back against the couch.

  He kept going, licking until he’d gotten every last drop before he crawled up over my body. Sliding a hand down to my thigh, he repositioned me until I was lying down. The tip of his cock rested against my entrance, positioned perfectly to slide into me.

  Bringing his mouth to mine, he kissed me hard and passionately, twining his fingers around my own as he slid into me.

  When he was all the way in, he stopped to let me adjust. Somehow, although it was far from the first time he’d been inside me, I felt fuller than ever before. Maybe it was just the two mind-blowing orgasms that had come before, but I felt more swollen than usual.

  Taydom’s muscles were taut, his eyes blazing with need. “You okay?”

  “Yes,” I breathed through clenched teeth. “But I need you to move. Now, okay?”

  “Okay.”

  He finally started thrusting then. Slowly at first, but it was still the most incredible feeling ever.

  Pleasure filled my body, taking over every inch of me. The entire world disappeared. The only thing that remained was the feeling of him inside me, his body on mine, breathing deeply and moaning into my ears, kissing my eyelids and my mouth as he whispered about how much he wanted me.

  He rocked into me with a steady rhythm, with just the right amount of pressure, and miraculously, I felt the pressure building yet again. Almost painfully at this point. Luckily, I knew that he could and would release the knot he was building in me.

  His breathing was ragged and I felt his muscles starting to shake as he drove into me more forcefully. He was nearly there and I was right there with him.

  A final thrust and my world was shattering again into a million pieces. Gorgeous, brilliant white light exploded behind my eyelids and my toes curled as I came undone once more.

  Taydom nipped at my bottom lip just before his eyes rolled back, muscled shoulders flexing and thighs quivering as he filled me up. I felt his orgasm pouring into me, cock twitching deep inside of me. And it was the most exquisite thing that I’d ever felt.

  A low ding sounded in the cabin and he chuckled as he buried his head in my neck. “Your first flight and you never even got to feel like you were floating in the clouds.”

  “What do you mean?”

  He propped himself up on an elbow and smiled down at me. “We’re about to land, baby. The flight to Illinois isn’t all that long.”

  “It’s already over?” I croaked, my throat dry from all the panting and moaning. “Are you sure?”

  “I’m sure.” He dropped a kiss on my forehead. “We better get you cleaned up. That was the alarm to let us know the pilot is preparing for descent.”

  “Wow. Okay.” I tried to sit up, but my limbs refused to cooperate.

  Taydom chuckled as he withdrew from me, rolling over to stand up. “You relax for a few minutes. I’ll get you cleaned up. Then we can get back to our seats.”

  I had barely managed to get my dress back on before he was buckling my seatbelt for me. Wispy white clouds welcomed me to Illinois before I spotted the farmland and towns below.

  He took my hand again and held it until we touched the ground. Then he sighed and a grim smile spread on his lips. “Well, we’re here. Let the Illinois adventure and mishaps begin.”

  Chapter 32

  Taydom

  Nerves coiled my stomach as we approached my hometown. My knuckles were white on the steering wheel, but I managed to smile at Elsie when we drove up to the small green sign announcing that we were entering Woodstock.

  “This is it. The metropolis of Woodstock,
Illinois.” Greenery rose up beside the road and finally gave way to the familiar turn-of-the-century Victorian buildings that the town was famous for.

  Elsie sat beside me in the rental car, her body turned to face outside. “This is beautiful. It’s not what I was expecting at all.”

  “What were you expecting?” I glanced at her before turning my attention back to driving. “Dull and dreary?”

  She laughed and I caught the movement of one shoulder lifting from the corner of my eye. “Maybe. I guess I just never expected a farming town to be so quaint and charming.”

  “We’re listed on the Register of Historic Places. There may be a lot of farms around here, but there’s a lot more to it than that.”

  Waving her hand to gesture at the green town square with the quintessential bandstand in the center of it, she turned to look at me. “Who would leave here? It doesn’t look like a bad place to make a life.”

  “It’s not,” I agreed. It really wasn’t. “It just wasn’t for me. I might have grown up here, but I like the bright lights and the big city. I’ve always been drawn to it.”

  “This place must have a special place in your heart, though.” Her green eyes filled with wonder as she flicked her gaze toward the window behind me. “It’s like something out of a movie.”

  “It’s been featured in several actually.” Public parking areas surrounded the square, and I pulled into the first open spot I saw. “How about we take a look around and grab something to eat?”

  Her brow creased. “Aren’t you eager to get home?”

  “A few more hours won’t hurt anyone. They aren’t expecting us until this evening anyway. During the day, they’re all pretty busy. I figured this was a good time to show you around.”

  “Oh, okay.” She sat up a little straighter and a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. “Yeah, I think I’d love to have a look around. I’ve never seen anything quite like this before.”

  “You ain’t seen nothing yet.” I shut the engine off and climbed out, then rounded the SUV to offer her my hand just as she was following me out.

  She took it without question, winding her fingers around mine and holding on tight. “Lead the way then. I’m excited about this. Have I mentioned I’ve never experienced any place like this before?”

  “You have.” I smiled and took off down the paved sidewalk toward the shops situated around the square. “Wait until we start exploring. One thing I have to give to the town is the nostalgic atmosphere. It’s unique to Woodstock if you ask me.”

  “Well, you’re the only person I know around here. I guess I’ll have to ask you.” She let out a contented sigh as we meandered down the street underneath the canopy of the trees beside us.

  Mottled sunlight shone through the leaves and created a blanket of shadows on the ground. We weren’t quite at the shops yet, but I could already smell the leather polish from Mitch’s handmade goods store and the lavender and jasmine wafting from Anne’s artisan creations.

  No matter how much I’d wanted to escape this place back in the day, it would always be home. The bad memories I had were more related to the farm than the town itself. Unlike my father, the town had also been willing to accept help from me on occasion. Though I’d asked to remain an anonymous donor, word had gotten out that several new community initiatives had been supported by me.

  The grapevine around here worked fast and was in pristine working order. As a result, I’d grown even more famous around here than I had become once it became public knowledge that I’d made my first million.

  Mitch was rearranging a display of leather purses in his window when he spotted me walking up. He blinked a few times as if he couldn’t believe who he was looking at. Then his weathered face split into a wide grin.

  “Taydom,” he called, jogging out the door and holding his hand out to me. “How are you doing? I didn’t know you were coming to town.” He pumped my hand hard, then turned his smile on Elsie. “And who is this lovely young lady you’ve brought home with you?”

  Inexplicable rage exploded out of some primal part of me to see another man looking her over with appreciation in his eyes. Calm the fuck down, dude. Mitch is older than most of the buildings around here.

  As I got a grip on the sudden insanity that had taken me over, I realized it wasn’t appreciation he was eyeing her with. It was curiosity. Which made sense, considering that Mitch played cards with my parents once a week and undoubtedly knew I was a committed bachelor.

  “This is Elsie. She’s a friend.” I had to tread carefully.

  Mitch was sure to mention to my parents that he’d run into me, perhaps before we even made it to the farm later. On the other hand, I couldn’t go around introducing her as my girlfriend without having a discussion with her about it first.

  As far as my family was concerned, she was my girlfriend. I wouldn’t have to label the relationship in front of them. They would simply assume Elsie was the girlfriend I’d mentioned to them.

  The rest of the town, however, was a different story. Regardless of my attempt to downplay the situation, Mitch gave me a knowing smile. “Friend, huh? Well, it’s nice to meet you, Elsie. I’m Mitch.”

  He held his hand out to her and pumped it with as much enthusiasm as he had mine. “You must be quite the young lady to have caught the eye of our boy here.”

  “Nice to meet you, too, Mitch.” Chuckling as she shook her head, she let go of his hand and stepped closer to my side. “I didn’t realize your boy was such a local celebrity.”

  He raised his eyebrows at her, licking his lips in that way he had before divulging something juicy. Almost all the locals I knew had a tell when they were about to gossip, and this was Mitch’s.

  Time to step in.

  “Come on, man. If I’d told her before we arrived, it would have sounded like I was bragging.” I clapped a gentle hand down on his shoulder. “It was good seeing you, but we should get going. We’ve only just gotten here and I promised Elsie a tour before we head home.”

  “Of course, of course.” He grinned and shot me a wink that was probably meant to be discreet but missed its mark completely. “Tell your mama I’m glad to see you’ve finally come to your senses. Have fun, kids.”

  I held back an eye roll and gave him a polite smile instead. “Sure thing, Mitch. See you around.”

  He gave us a wave and went back to his display, leaving Elsie to arch an eyebrow at me. “What was that all about?”

  “Nothing.” I waved it off. “He just likes to think he’s got everyone all figured out. Let’s go.”

  The farther we wandered into town, the more we encountered locals who were just as curious and nosy as Mitch had been. Elsie stopped asking about it after a while, but I knew she wasn’t going to let it go.

  Once we’d made it around the square and down a few of the streets leading off of it, I was starving. “You ready to stop for a bite to eat?”

  She groaned and pressed a hand to her chest. “Yes, please. These heels are killing me and I passed the point of just hunger about fifteen minutes ago.”

  I frowned. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

  Amusement lit up her eyes. “It was too much fun watching you try to pretend that you’re not some kind of local celebrity.”

  “I’m not a celebrity,” I said, but I guessed the jig was up. “There are actually quite a few actual celebs who hail from here, but I’m not one of them. I’m just a local kid who made some money and didn’t forget where he had come from once he had.”

  She chewed on her lip for a second. “Okay, I think I get it. You’ve given back to the community and that has made you some kind of hero?”

  I shrugged. “Maybe. What I did wasn’t heroic, though. This town gave me my roots and my childhood. The least I could do was remember them once I was able to.”

  Elsie took my hand again, dipping her head back to look into my eyes as she squeezed my fingers. “I’m starting to think the press may be wrong about you. You’re not some rude, myste
rious bad boy after all.”

  I lifted a hand to slide my finger under her chin and held her gaze as I pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. “Just don’t tell anyone. You’ll ruin my reputation.”

  “Your secret is safe with me.” She smiled, but there was a flash of something in her expression I couldn’t place. It was gone too fast to know for sure, but it had looked almost like a wince.

  “Everything okay?” I asked, our faces still only inches apart.

  “Yep, perfect,” she said cheerfully, but when she took a step back, there was definitely something bugging her.

  I figured it must have something to do with her mother. Maybe something I had said had reminded her of her mom, or maybe it was just being back in my hometown with me and knowing I was about to see mine.

  Either way, I slung an arm over her shoulders and kept her close as we walked to a diner down the block. Elsie looped her fingers around mine dangling over her shoulder and half-rested her head against me.

  To any outsider, we sure as hell would look like a lot more than friends. It hadn’t been my intention. I’d simply wanted to offer her comfort, but I found myself liking the picture I knew we were making anyway.

  My mood soured when we turned a corner and bumped into Sonny and Mel Williams, a couple who had been friends with my parents for years. Both of their mouths spread into mile-wide grins when they saw us, and I had to fight the urge to turn and run.

  Elsie and I had been having a moment that was real, and now it was ruined. Sonny and Mel would be calling up my parents the second they left us to tell them what a cute couple we were, which meant that even this moment had now become part of the charade I’d accidentally gotten us into.

  “Taytay!” Mel cried out and threw her arms around my neck. “Your mom told me you were coming, but I thought she said you were only getting in tonight.”

  “Yeah.” I hugged her back and shook hands with Sonny. “We’re heading on home later, but we wanted to explore a little and grab a bite to eat.”