Sausalito Nights (Montgomery Beauty Book 1)

by Stephanie Salvatore

  Her hand cupped the scruffy facial hair against my cheek as I grazed her lower lip with my tongue and slipped it into her mouth. A gentle sucking sensation could be felt before she entangled her tongue against mine. I sucked in a soft breath between pressing my lips against hers. Caressing finger tips traveled over her waist, accidentally finding the line to the zipper on her gown. A smile curved between my lips, tracing the line to the top and tugged at the zipper gently.

  Pulling the strapless top to the evening dress that hugged her every curve, the satin gown pooled around her feet. Running hands fell down the contours of her slim curves. Breaking the kiss, I moved my fingers through the soft curls bunching the dark brunette locks between my digits. My lips found her neck planting suckle kisses against her silky skin. Soft cries of pleasure fell from her lips as she pressed her body against mine. I could only imagine that her mind raced much as mine had in this very moment. Pausing, my lips remained an inch from her neck, the tiny hairs standing up on her skin. Pressing gentle individual kisses, the sensation of buttons coming undone on my shirt traveled down my chest and abdomen as she fought with the shirt to remove it from my body. I shook the sleeves, and grasped a hold of it in one quick move, letting it drop to the floor. Enveloping her body, pulling her close I grasped a hold on her thighs sweeping her off her feet and felt her legs tighten in a wrap around my waist. Her blue hues locked on mine as she cupped my cheeks, her touch feather-like, as if she touched me with further force, she could break me. Tackling her lips once more in another deep, passionate kiss, I proceeded blindly out of the kitchen bringing her to what I thought might be the couch, and set her down, hovering over her for a moment. Breaking away from the kiss, I drank in her milky skin, placing my knees on either side of her body as her hands played with the button on my pants until they came undone. Gentle kisses planted down her jawline to her neck and collarbone. Breathing heavily against her skin, I pressed the bulge in my pants against her groin, the counter reaction coincided with a gasped moan against my ear causing the blood to rush toward my cock.

  “Christopher…” She whispered.

  I tossed my options back and forth on whether I should have pushed my limits on undressing her the rest of the way as I met her eyes, placing my hands at the side of her waist grasping at the skin gently. “Lor…”

  Her lips curved into a gentle smile, placing her hands over mine, moving them over each of her breasts. “Don’t hold back, I want this as much as you do…” Her hand slipped through the open button on my pants.

  Sucking in a deep breath, I exhaled a groan, smoothed my hands over her waist and up her back. Undoing the clasps one at a time before sliding the material away from her, I tossed it to the floor carelessly as her fingers slipped around my pulsing erection pleading to escape.

  “Ffff-….” I growled and captured her lower lip between my teeth, tugging gently, scathing my teeth across her soft pink lip. “-uck…” I grasped my hands around her ample breasts squeezing and massaging gently as I took in the feeling of her hand pumping the erection to life.

  Leaning back, her eyes filled with lust as she bit her lower lip. A smile crossed my lips as I massaged her breasts and leaned in pressing gentle pecks down her neck, moving her into a horizontal lying position on the couch. I scaled my fingertips over her slim body down to the elastic band on her undies, pushing my thumbs under the strap. Pulling at the stretchy elastic, I leaned in and, pressing my lips against the opposite side of her neck, snapped the bands to her undies. With each kiss I pressed to her skin, the inhaling and exhaling of her breaths became deeper. A smile crossed between my lips as a harmonious moan trembled between her lips.

  I smirked and continued pressing gentle pecked kisses down her neck to her collarbone, taking her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, applying slight pressure before twisting at the hardened tips of her breasts. She wasted no time unzipping my pants, and pushing them to my knees. I stood slowly and kicked them off. Towering over her, I took in the sight of her voluptuous body. She leaned against the back of the couch, her lips parted as she reached up to trace her freshly manicured nails over the defined lines against my abdomen.

  Digging my teeth into my lower lip, reaching back for the elastic on her undies and snapped them against her skin before I pulled them down her long silky smooth thighs, tossing them to the heaping pile of clothes.

  She was completely laid out in front of me, naked. We both knew what was to come, but with the look that fell over her face crossed between deviance and seduction. A crooked smile rose against my lips, as I tried to keep my excitement to a subtle level. I knew better. I shouldn’t have pushed this, but she appeared to want me as much as I wanted her. Who the fuck was I argue?

  Addicted

  Lorelai

  The smirk that fell over his face made my insides hot, sending shivers up and down my spine. The way his hands slid over my body, grasping in just the right spot turned me into putty, and he was molding me to his own liking. I dug my teeth into my lower lip as he towered over me. Reaching forward, I wrapped my dainty fingers around the long, hard cock and grazed my thumb over the head. I watched as his head fell back as he inhaled a sharp breath, and exhaled in a groan of pleasure. Moving my hand up inch by inch, I felt the growth harden and expand. Sitting up, I looked up at him and felt his fingers graze through the bottom of my curls, grasping a firm hold. I breathed against the head as I wrapped my lips around the girth that entered my mouth.

  I slid my lips down the length allowing the tip to hit the top of my throat. He grunted, grasping a firm hold against my shoulder. Before I knew it, my back hit the soft couch cushion. While I moved my mouth up and down the length, a strong hand moved over my breast grasping, and kneading in a massage. I moaned against him, sending vibrations against his length and smiled as he groaned loudly. Fingertips fell over my body, inching between the top of my inner thighs. I felt the soft cushion of the couch brushing against my bare skin as my legs were spread apart one at a time with his hand.

  Fingers grasped through my hair as he pulled my head back. I bit my lower lip as he smirked and kneeled, hovering over me while his fingers slid up my inner thigh. Inhaling a deep breath, I laid my head back, shutting my eyes as I felt his lips press against my collarbone and pulled back.

  “God, you’re so damn beautiful Lorelai…”

  I smiled and opened my eyes, looking down at him and sinking my teeth into my lip. “It’s my pasty skin, isn’t it?”

  He chuckled and paused as his hand continued sliding up my inner thigh coming dangerously close to the wet lips between my legs before I felt myself being lifted into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist before I lost my balance. My arms found their way around his neck. I pushed my fingers through his chestnut brown hair; a soft gasp left my lips as I felt his lips against my neck and closed my eyes taking in the feeling of his soft, succulent lips pressing against my neck while he migrated to the bedroom. The door shut; and no sooner than it had, my back hit the door as he gripped my wrists gently, pinning them to the door.

  He lifted his head, pressing his forehead against mine. “I want to kiss every inch of your pasty skin…” His tone was husky, a bit dark and serious against my ear. I felt the heated moisture grow between my legs. He was driving me insane, but I loved every second of it.

  I couldn’t help but giggle softly before he nipped at the sensitive cartilage of my ear, brushing his lips down my jawline, pressing a deep passionate kiss to my lips. I pushed playfully against his hold on my wrists. Pursing my lips and returning his continuous deep kiss.

  I smiled at the thought of Christopher’s response to my terrible sarcastic banter and quirks, even through this heated moment that he took seriously as he broke the kiss leaving me breathless before he moved the deep planted kisses to the contours of my neck and body. I set widened eyes on his as he moved to his knees and his lips covered my sensitive aching clit. Arching my back, I moaned softly and placed my hand at the back of his head. The tip of
his tongue flickered back and forth as he wrapped his strong arms around my slender thighs. His digits sliding between the slick surface between my legs.

  Pushing my fingers through his full head of dark wavy curls, I grasped a tight hold as his fingers penetrated past my entrance. His tongue swirled against the sensitive button as his fingers moved through the inner folds, cries of pleasure left my lips, my hips gyrating gently against his movements. The pleasure built quickly, his fingers were quick and continuous. A coat of sweat covered my body and I thanked a higher power that he had a tight hold on my legs. Leaning my head back against the door, I moaned my way through hot pleasure that took over my entire body.

  “Fuck!” I yelled out, breathing heavily before an orgasm fell from my hot core against his lips.

  I bit my lower lip as I felt the sucking sensation of his mouth around my lips. His tongue slid up separating the folds between my legs with his tongue, being sure to lick every last drop I leaked out through the orgasm he caused me. I met his eyes and smiled as he planted gentle kisses against my skin making his way back up between nipping and sucking at my hips, stomach, and breasts. Standing back to his feet, I felt his hands grip my hips. He turned me around, walking me back toward the bed, and pushed me back on it gently. Standing at the end of the bed, I watched intently as he drank in the image of my naked body laid out in front of him.

  A smile fell over his lips as he hovered over me, leaning down planting his lips against my forehead. I placed my hands to each of his cheeks brushing my thumbs over his scruffy manscape. He planted a few more gentle pecks before he moved to the bed and laid beside me.

  Turning my head to look back at him, I studied his eyes staring back at me, and bit my lower lip. He grazed his thumb over my top lip before he wrapped an arm around me and tugged me close laying his forehead against mine. “When can I see you again?” He whispered.

  “Soon. I hope.” I whispered back

  “How will we stay in touch?”

  He brought up a valid point. “Cakes and Pies has a mailbox. Perhaps we could communicate long hand? Or I could come up with something else but, it’s not a for sure thing.”

  He pulled me in close, enclosing my waist with his arms and smiled. “I suppose I could handle that, but if you can’t read my chicken scratch… it’s not my problem.”

  I giggled placing my hands against his chest, I looked up at him with gentle eyes. “We should get back to Cakes and Pies so you can get home.”

  He grumbled. “What time is it anyway?”

  I leaned up on my elbow. “Almost eleven…”

  I felt him sit up and slide his arms around me as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss against my shoulder. “I should get back before my parents send out a search party.”

  I looked back at him with gentle eyes. “My parents don’t care to check in on me; but the moment they discover me doing something they don’t approve of, it’s all hands on deck.”

  He paused for a long moment, lingering his hands away from me as he stood up and brought our clothes back from the living room. “I’m sorry to hear that.” He separated the clothes. “Come here.”

  I stood up walking to the end of the bed where he re-dressed me and pushed the now messy curls behind my ear. “I care about checking on you. How will I know when I can see you again?”

  I bit my lower lip. “You’ll just have to trust my word. Let’s meet tomorrow morning, say around eight a.m. in the parking lot? We can go adventuring together…”

  His eyes lit up, but he held in a bout of excitement. “I’ll be there.”

  I leaned up to peck his lips before I left to utilize the bathroom and fix myself before we made our way back to Cakes and Pies, hand in hand. I stepped over the threshold, keeping my hand in his as he followed.

  Powering up the engine, I started back toward the main marina. Upon arrival, I wrapped the ropes around the bow tie anchor posts, and returned to Christopher and reached for his hand.

  He took my hand in both of his looking up at me from his seat. “I’d walk you home…but, it’d be a risk being seen with you.”

  I bit my lower lip as I met his gentle gaze. “I understand,” I whispered, leaning down to meet his lips. He returned the kiss, pulling me down into his lap. I held onto the sweet kiss, allowing the taste of his lips to linger on mine before I opened my eyes to him looking back up at me. “I’ll walk you out…”

  He grazed his lips against mine once more, his hand finding mine. I watched as he climbed out on deck and waved him off before I disappeared into the cabin shut the door and leaned against it, a shit-eating grin crossing my lips.

  If I wasn’t smitten over Christopher Montgomery before, surely I was now. Replaying the night through my mind as I walked back to the bathroom to do something with the Montgomery hand-tangled hair-do I was now sporting, I sighed happily. How the hell had I gotten so damn lucky to set my eyes on him before another girl snatched him up? Would I cross his mind as much as he did mine? He wanted to see me again, and this was good. Good because he asked when he could see me again and that showed interest. In a matter of an hour, he managed to sweep me up into those strong arms and show me that our bonded connection could be heightened with heated passion. Bad, because I needed more and my father wouldn’t like it as he already had him removed from the party earlier and banned me from seeing him. This was my life and I’d be damned if his power-struggle affected me more than it already had. I sighed as the sting from the burn and the itch from the healing tattoo reminded me that he was still in control, and continuing to see Christopher would have to be orchestrated carefully.

  ***

  Christopher

  Walking back home, I entered quietly and closed the door. The house was silent. I safely assumed my parents retired to bed. Looking in the fridge, I saw a box of food with my name on it. I checked inside, my stomach gurgled and shouted at me as I inhaled the chicken parmesan dinner. Transferring it to a plate, I stuck it in the microwave.

  Retrieving a large glass of milk, I settled myself out on the patio and realized that I had Lorelai Castillo imprinted in my mind. No matter where I went, what I did, she was always on my mind; but after tonight and a promise to see her first thing in the morning, I could survive until then even if I didn’t want to leave her alone. I looked up across the bay. Lanterns lit up the docks, strings of white light and multi-colored strings of lights decorated the perimeter of the sailboats reflecting on the water. Sight of the turquoise buildings behind the boardwalk in a distant view beyond the marina. Ground level spotlights shined up on the center building where Lorelai resided. I couldn’t get her out of my head. Her soft feminine tone, her brilliant blue eyes, the curls laying perfect in her hair, the way she pushed every emotion she could muster into the way she kissed me. She took a high risk calling me out on the boardwalk. One of her family members could’ve been watching from a far and we wouldn’t have known it. Her free-spirited personality was as striking as her beauty and, in my opinion, a rare and special find.

  As unsure as I was about this move, I realized after meeting Lorelai that Sausalito was written in the stars. She was a rebellious beauty and if sneaking around to see her was what we had to do, I was fully prepared and I’d be the knight in shining armor waiting to sweep her away with a sweet escape.

  Spill It, L. Castillo!

  Lorelai

  The happiest of sighs left my lips as I stripped my clothes off and waltzed into the bathroom with an extra pep in my step. The springs in my feet jolted me from the floor. A panicked scream echoed through the walls of the spacious bathroom as I fumbled to grab a towel, wrapping it around myself.

  Turning around slowly, I set eyes on my best friend whom sat in my cozy chair at the vanity, her legs crossed with a confetti popper in her hands, pulling a string. A blast of gold glitter and white and pink pieces of confetti clouded my vision as it flew in the air and fell graciously to the bathroom floor in slow motion.

  I moved a hand over my heart as it attempted
to erupt from my chest.

  “Did the welcome home wagon party get shut down, Lorelai?”

  I crossed my arms. “Clearly not, Marie. Cause here you are.”

  “Mhm. I came over after the party ended to get all the gossip.”

  I inhaled a deep breath as my heart was still beating rapidly and proceeded to go start my bath water as she went on talking at a million miles a second. “Fair enough. However, you showed up just on time for new and improved ‘Lorelai Castillo’s Talk Show’.”

  “Ooh? Well, you best get your pretty little butt in that tub and spill then.”

  I saluted her with two fingers. “Aye Aye Captain.”

  “Speaking of Captains. Why aren’t you at Cakes and Pies?”

  “I just came from there. Did you end up going to the Summer Bash?”

  She shook her head. “I was given a choice this time. I decided to stay home and rest. It was a long day of check-ins for the house-boats.”

  “I bet. Sorry I wasn’t there to help.”

  “It’s okay. I understand family obligations.”

  I rolled my eyes. “I’m over the Castillo Family obligations. I hope I start getting a choice of whether I can attend or not. But I do have an update about the new family that moved in.”

  “Ooh! Tell me!”

  “Apparently the boathouse belongs to his grandparents. Mr. Montgomery has a construction business. I guess the business was struggling in Oroville and that’s why they moved here.”