“I’m ready. I’ve been ready for the last month. Stop making me wait!” she all but shrieked. “I want you inside menow .”
“You’re going to regret this when you’re sore later,” Drake muttered. But he moved to rest her back against the wall, lifted her slightly, and then lowered her onto his cock.
“Yes,” she groaned as she felt the swollen head of his penis slide into her empty, aching sheath. Better, but not enough. She needed him to fill her completely. She wanted him to fuck her ruthlessly, possessively. “I mean, no, I won’t. Regret it. Dammit, stop talking!”
She was wet and slick enough to take him inside but unprepared enough to make his entry slow. He eased his shaft partway in, then back out, then back in further. She squirmed and moaned and wiggled to accommodate him until she had him buried to the hilt, his balls pressing against her opening.
Then he gripped her hips with his hands and drove hard, fast and deep, not holding back, not waiting. He pounded into her and she held on, taking it all. Neither of them was going to last but it didn’t matter.
“I missed you, missed you, missed you,” Melinda chanted as she absorbed his thrusts. She felt her orgasm building and then she was spasming against him. Her climax triggered his and the sensation of his cock pulsing inside her, spurting hot liquid, made her come harder.
Drake held her up while she shuddered and jerked, pinned between his body and the wall. Then he withdrew and let her legs slide down. He kept on supporting her weight after her feet touched, she noted, and that was a good thing or she would have just slid to the floor and collapsed in a heap. She’d prefer to keep falling at his feet symbolic, not literal. The man was already arrogant enough.
“So you missed me,” he said, his deep voice rough with masculine satisfaction.
She nodded. “So much. Do you know, it actually hurt.”
“Told you.” Drake swung her back up into his arms and held her cradled against his chest while he walked towards the climate control chamber. “You should have waited for foreplay.”
“Not that.” She closed her eyes and snuggled into him. It felt so good to be in his arms, to be pressed close against him and held by him. Her entire body felt starved for contact with his. “Missing you hurt.”
His lips brushed against her hair. “Can’t have that on my conscience. I’ll have to keep you out of human decency.”
“Indecency would probably be more fun.” Melinda nibbled at his neck, happy and secure. “You’re so good at indecent. I really think a man should play to his strengths.”
“So you came back for the sex.”
“Well, of course. I’m not stupid.” Leaving his neck for a moment, she spread kisses along his chin. “Neither are you. If everybody on the planet had sex like this, there would be world peace.”
“Maybe that’s Hal’s master plan,” Drake said. “Find everybody a mate and then they’ll be too busy enjoying themselves to cause any trouble.”
“It’s a thought.” She rested against him and fell quiet, imagining this degree of happiness and sexual bliss spreading like a virus throughout the human population. After a few minutes, curiosity prodded her to ask, “Does Hal have a master plan?”
“I wouldn’t put it past him. He’s responsible for us and he’s got somebody picked out for your brother, too. He may see no reason to stop there.”
They reached the fern grotto and Drake waded into the pool with her still in his arms. He sank down into the water until she floated weightless. He didn’t release her.
“This is the real thing, you know,” she said after a while. “I’m not going to snap out of it six months from now and realize it was all hormones.”
“Sure about that?”
“Yes.” She twisted around to face him and looked him directly in the eye. “I know it’s weird and scary to just meet somebody and want to change your whole life. But it’s also the only thing that makes sense.”
He stroked the hair back from her face. “How does it make sense?”
“Well, first of all, my life’s already changed. Pretending that isn’t true won’t make it go away. Not that I’d want it to. It’s a good change. And being without you just makes me miserable. So I might as well just admit it and not be miserable.” Melinda tilted her head slightly, considering him. “Isn’t that pretty much the conclusion you came to?”
“Pretty much. Although there was something about the whole being more than the sum of the parts, too. Hal explained it to me.” His lips quirked in a smile.
She smiled back at him. “Hal’s a poet? Who’d have thought that?”
“It surprised me, too. And that reminds me, I’m pretty sure he’s bent on you joining Trahern Enterprises. He knows you’re not just another pretty face. So do I.”
Now that was a surprise, but somehow it fit. “I’d have to work out my notice. But I think I’m going to like sleeping with the boss.”
Drake bent his head to kiss her lightly, gently, an exploring kiss instead of a claiming one to seal the deal, although it didn’t leave her any less dizzy or breathless. When he lifted his head at last, he asked, “Have any thoughts on what comes next?”
“Hmmm.” She drifted closer to him in the water and rested her head on his shoulder. “Not really. To be honest, I didn’t get beyond trying to figure out how to get past the gate and make you talk to me so I could convince you to give us a chance. I certainly didn’t expect to meet halfway.”
She felt his shoulders move with silent laughter. “This should be good. How were you going to make me let you in and give you a chance?”
“Well, first I figured I’d start taking off my clothes in front of the security camera. I thought that would get your attention. And then you’d start to worry about me getting sunburned in sensitive areas or maybe having heatstroke and you couldn’t just leave me out there to suffer. So you’d let me in. And then since I would be naked, I thought there would probably be sex and I could remind you how much fun you had playing sexual master with me.”
“Like hell,” he growled. “I was never in charge.”
“Yes, you were. You’re a very take-charge kind of man. I’m not complaining, I like that about you. Especially when it comes to sex.”
“I noticed.” He pinched her nipples and she shivered. “So you were reminding me how much I enjoy being your sexual master. Keep going.”
“Right.” His hands were continuing to tug and tease her nipples, interfering with her train of thought. Especially since his movements made the water level lap up and down on her breasts at the same time. “Where was I?”
“Being mastered. And submissively persuasive.”
“Um.” She shuddered and moved even closer towards him, sliding her hands down to stroke his cock. The water slowed her movements, making each stroke a lingering caress. “I think at that point I just let you master me.”
“In bed? Out of bed?”
The question sounded significant so Melinda made an effort to track his meaning through the haze of lust they were generating.
“For sex? Any setting you want,” she said, answering the obvious. “But if you’re asking about other things, you should know I’m only interested in submitting when it comes to sex. I’m not the type to play slave games otherwise. You have that domineering streak but you would find a doormat boring. And I’ve really been practicing my confrontational skills lately so we’ll probably have some pretty good arguments outside of bed.”
“But in bed, you’ll do anything I want. In bed being defined as whatever setting I want to fuck you or bang you or lick your pussy in,” he stated. “Or I might just order you to walk around naked and not touch you at all.”
Melinda could literally feel her eyes glazing over at his explicit words. “Yes.” Then she shook herself to clear her head. It helped. Sort of. “But I don’t think I’d want that all the time. I think sometimes I might want to be in charge. Or for us to just be us, being together, without any games.”
“Variety is the
spice of life,” Drake agreed. “Probably doubly true when it comes to long-term monogamy. I wouldn’t want you to get bored when I pull out the handcuffs and leather harness.”
She giggled at the idea of any woman finding this man boring in bed, ever. Or out of bed, for that matter. “That’s so unlikely. Drooling, going cross-eyed and getting instantly wet panties I can imagine. Getting bored? No.”
One hand abandoned her nipple to probe between her legs. Two fingers thrust inside her a second later. She slid her thighs further apart to accommodate his plundering caresses.
“Mmmm,” she sighed. “That feels so good. About the harness and the handcuffs, do you actually have those?”
“I knew that would turn you on.” Drake lowered his mouth to hers again and kissed her deeply. “You’ll find out. Later. For now, you get water sports.”
Since water sports currently consisted of his fingers penetrating her pussy, toying with her swollen clit and driving her insane, she was willing to go with it. “I like water sports.”
He pulled them both closer to the edge where the water level was safely shallow, and then drowned her in sensation.
Much later he carried her off to the master bedroom. They fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and drifted off to sleep.
Hal directed a set of waldoes to pull the duvet over the sleeping humans, more to collect up the scattered pieces of clothing, and set the wind cycle in the climate control chamber to dry up the water which seemed to have splashed and puddled everywhere.
“And they lived happily ever after,” he mused. A very satisfactory resolution.
The End
About the author
Charlene Teglia writes erotic romance with humor and speculative fiction elements. She can't imagine any better life than making up stories about hunky Alpha heroes who meet their match and live happily ever after, whether it happens right next door, in outer space, or the outer limits of imagination. When she's not writing, she can be found hiking around the Olympic Peninsula with her family or opening and closing doors for cats.
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