Guarding the Truth

by Becca Jameson

  Parker’s rock-hard erection was squeezed between Madeline’s thigh and his stomach, sealed by the position in which she sat, sideways on his lap. She couldn’t get close enough to him fast enough and wiggled her way into a new position while he seemed to be preoccupied weighing her breasts floating on the water. Lord, she needed him to apply more pressure, now.

  As she swung her legs around to straddle Parker and trap his hard length between them, she wished she’d paused to take the time to remove her panties. Now his erection was trapped between her abdomen and his, the thin barrier of wet lace an unwanted impediment. Not that the lace would’ve been any less wet had they been above ground, but possibly easier to remove.

  While this thought filtered through Madeline’s consciousness, Parker trailed his fingers down her body and gave a startling yank to the flimsy lingerie. It was gone in an instant, leaving them both naked and making her suck in a deep breath. The act was so sexy, demanding, it drove her libido up a few notches.

  “I need you,” Parker moaned as he leaned into her ear to begin nipping at the sensitive lobe.

  Madeline shivered at both the words and the action. Her hands dug into his shoulders. Her need for more contact with him made her wiggle against him.

  “Please…” was all she could manage.

  Parker began a renewed perusal of her body, seeming to need reminding about what every inch of her had felt like four long nights ago. His hands were everywhere and nowhere. They roamed swiftly, as if in a hurry, up and down her back and over her butt cheeks. They smoothed down her thighs and pulled her tighter against him.

  Madeline’s lust grew by the second, but her deep breathing and squirming didn’t speed up the game Parker had planned.

  At long last, he dragged the fingers of both hands up over her stomach and breasts and suddenly grasped her nipples, pinching both of them to a point of pleasure-pain that broke the delicate meandering and caused her to gasp. Or maybe it was more of a moan.

  “Oh…” It wasn’t eloquent, but it was the only sound she was capable of. Parker took on a frenzied pace unlike what she’d experienced the other night, the only night she’d been able to share with him.

  Parker leaned his head down and began a pattern of pinching and twisting her nipples, interrupted by a soothing suck from his devouring mouth. Madeline arched her back into his mouth, feeling the sting of his torture as it traveled to her lower belly. She panted heavily, could hear her own need in the still night air. The sloshing of the delicious warm water the only other sound.

  “Parker, I… I can’t take it… Please…” She could feel her orgasm building, and he hadn’t yet touched her sensitive clit, at least not with his hands. She was doing her damndest to rub against him and create a friction against his cock to ease her need, but he was also doing a fine job of holding her far enough away that she couldn’t get the contact she desperately needed.

  “You…you’re…teasing me…” She moaned the words more than spoke them. Her hands gripped his shoulders so tightly she thought there would surely be bruises visible tomorrow. She could do nothing else with his constant uninterrupted torture to her swollen nipples. She felt so wanton she was even thrusting her chest at Parker in silent supplication to continue the slow torture. She wanted more, more of anything.

  “I’m begging you… The pressure is too… I need you inside me…”

  With no notice and in less than a single panted breath, Madeline found herself sitting on the cool, smooth rock surface surrounding the edge of the warm pool of water. The night air would’ve been almost chilly, but Madeline’s skin was so heated from the water and the labors of this god of sex, it felt perfect. A relief from the intense heat.

  Her hands reached back to brace her, a response her body made to keep from falling over when Parker gripped her thighs, shoved them as wide as possible, and sucked her clit into his mouth without warning.

  Madeline screamed, a scream as loud as any scream she could have possibly made if she were being mauled by a bear. A scream of desire instead of fear, but completely uninhibited due to her location in the secluded mountains. On some level she was letting down a guarded part of herself she would never be able to release inside any city limits.

  Without lessening the suction Parker had on her clit, he used one hand to reach three fingers into her core and raked them immediately over her G-spot.

  That was it. In less than two seconds her entire body tensed. The orgasm ripped through her system and threatened to push her over backward with the tremors. Luckily, Parker sensed her every need and reached his free hand behind her back for support, never ceasing the fierce hold he had on her clitoris nor the grip he had inside her.

  She was so incredibly tight from four days of rest after her first and only sexual experience that she could feel the walls of her vagina stretching around the three fingers invading her all at once. This act alone would’ve sent her to the moon, but the multiple sensations caused Madeline to ride through first one and then another orgasm before she relaxed in his grip.

  Parker slowly released her clit from his mouth with a final long lick and dragged his fingers from her tight opening.

  She shivered as she opened her eyes, unaware until then that they had been closed ever since he yanked her from the water to set her on the stone ledge. How long ago was that? Three, maybe four seconds?

  Parker pulled her back into the water to hold her in his embrace.

  The orgasms had been fantastic, but Madeline still craved more. She reached between them to grasp his length. What would he taste like? She suddenly had to know.

  “My turn.” Madeline shoved Parker backward against the wall while reaching to fondle him in the palm of her hand. He sucked in a breath and held it.

  Madeline leaned into Parker’s ear, empowered by his reaction, and murmured her intentions. “I could just duck under water and suck you into my mouth…but it would be so much easier to breathe if you sat on the rock above the water.” She pulled back a fraction to smile at him coyly.

  Parker pulled himself out of the water this time and sat on the edge where Madeline had been ravaged, reversing their roles and allowing her access to every inch of his male anatomy. “I prefer that you breathe.”

  Madeline looked first at Parker’s face, almost embarrassed to be in such a position, but not quite able to muster up enough of the emotion in her current state of flush from the fantastic orgasms.

  Parker didn’t reach for her, instead leaning back on his hands and spreading his thighs enough to permit her to get between them. He let her take charge and control the speed of this situation. The effort to allow Madeline to set this pace was evident in the wrinkle between his eyes. His gaze was narrow, and he stared at her intently.

  Madeline laid her hands on Parker’s thighs and lowered her vision to the gigantic thick throbbing shaft in front of her. At no previous time in her life had she understood the attraction to oral sex, but now she wanted to know the taste and feel of Parker. Her mouth watered. Her breasts floated on the top of the water. The need to take him between her lips was overwhelming.

  Gently, she circled his length with her palm and pulled her hand up and down, watching the bobbing reaction and the slight leak of come that oozed out of the tip. Madeline let go to swipe her finger over the tip, and then brought it to her mouth to taste the salty flavor, lifting her gaze to his as she did. “Mmm.”

  “God, baby. You make me so horny.” His voice was a low growl. “Please… Suck my cock. I can’t take this anymore.”

  “Cock?” She smiled up at him, using the word out loud for the first time. Her vocabulary was increasing every time she had sex with this man. The word felt unnatural on her tongue.

  He chuckled, but reached with one hand to gently pull her face toward his groin.

  She took the hint, grabbed his thighs with both hands, and leaned her mouth down to tentatively lick him up one side and down the other. Cock. She tried the word out in her mind. Maybe I can add a few words,
but I’m not sure that’s going to be one of them.

  “Mmmm” was the sound drifting through the cool night air, followed by “oh, baby, that feels so good.” He leaned back once more on his hands.

  Empowered by his tone to continue, Madeline increased her death grip on Parker’s thighs and proceeded to lick everywhere her tongue would reach, around his balls, behind them, and up his shaft, over and over, learning the salty taste and smell of him that was all man.

  As her boldness increased and her own body clenched in reaction to his responses, Madeline relaxed and took Parker’s long thickness into her mouth. She was gentle and soft at first, not wanting to hurt him, not sure how much pressure she could apply, but feeling the need to increase the suction.

  Parker moaned louder as she swallowed more and more of his shaft into her mouth. Her gaze rose up to examine his face as she gradually pulled back, only to find his head thrown back in a clear demonstration of ecstasy. You must be doing something right, Madeline. He doesn’t look like he’s in pain.

  As she resumed her exploration, sucking a bit harder on the second pass, Parker reached one hand up to gently place it on her head. Her immediate sense of alarm dissipated when she realized he seemed to be more encouraging or even thanking her than attempting to force her into anything.

  With every sound and movement on Parker’s part, Madeline found her own body screaming for release. She could sense herself involuntarily wiggling in front of Parker, wishing she could rub up against…anything to ease the need. She clenched her legs together in attempt to stifle the pressure.

  With her need came a drive to suck harder. So she did, with a sudden downward thrust that drove Parker’s shaft straight into the back of her throat. She’d heard people speak of such things, had read about it even, but was unprepared for the feelings associated with truly wanting to drive her lover crazy with need, wanting to drag him over the top of the precipice. Wanting to see him come apart under the control of simply her mouth.

  And he was most definitely coming apart.

  Cream leaked out of Madeline too. Even though she was standing in warm water above her waist, the muscles of her vagina fluttered with desire.

  “Madeline…” How he was able to communicate with her at that moment was beyond her, but he continued. “Baby? Let go of my leg and reach down to touch yourself while you suck me.”

  Madeline froze, the tip of Parker’s erection between her lips. What did he say? Touch myself?

  “That’s right. You heard me. Touch yourself. Pinch that sweet little clit of yours, and stuff your dainty little fingers into your pussy. Make yourself come for me while I come. Will you do it, baby?”

  Still frozen, Madeline, tried to imagine what he was asking her to do. Could she masturbate in front of him? The thought heated her cheeks and made her stomach contract with desire. His small commandment inflamed her higher.

  Parker was nothing if not patient. He smoothed her hair away from her face and then held as still as a statue beneath her before proceeding. “You know you want to. I can tell by the way you’re wiggling beneath the water. Your pussy is hot and demanding attention. It’s a natural act. You should not feel embarrassed or ashamed. In fact, I won’t even be able to see what you’re doing beneath the water. But I’ll know. And later I’ll want to see you do it above ground so I can watch.”

  Madeline still held Parker in her mouth, his tender directive driving her to swirl her tongue around the mushroom-shaped head. She could not deny him. She knew she would never be able to deny this man. And she knew in her heart he would never abuse this power he had over her.

  Madeline resumed her blowjob, licking through the slit of his cock to taste the precome leaking out of him again. As she continued sucking him once again deeper into her throat, she pulled away from his thigh with her right hand and reached under the water to flick her finger over her clit. The effect was unbelievably sexy. She felt so desirable in that moment, more than she ever had in her life. The little nub poked out, pulsing beneath her touch. Her stomach clenched.

  Latching on to the notion that he didn’t really know what she was doing beneath the water, Madeline slowly pushed her middle finger inside her and then dragged it back out to pinch her clit, never lessening the suction on Parker’s growing erection. She could sense he was close and could hear more than one tone of moaning on the night air, indicating that both of them were involuntarily emitting the passionate sounds.

  Just as Madeline could take the pressure no more and knew she was indeed going to manage to bring herself to orgasm, Parker abruptly, but gently, pulled her head back with his hand fisted delicately in her loose hair. Feeling the loss and not understanding the reasoning, she reached for him with her left hand and wrapped it around his erection, needing the contact with him in order to complete herself.

  In this new position, with her left hand involuntarily pumping and her right hand unable to avoid imitating the action, Madeline screamed the satisfaction of her third orgasm of the night. As she rode it out, she felt the pulsing rhythm of Parker’s orgasm and glanced down to watch the warm fluid that erupted from him run down her hand to mix with her saliva and further increase the lubrication beneath her grasp.

  Her own desires temporarily satisfied, she stared up at the man still enjoying the throws of passion and eased her grip. She continued pumping, gradually decreasing the speed and pressure until he once again leaned forward to look her in the eye.

  “That, my love, was amazing.” Parker lowered himself back into the water and held Madeline against his chest in a cherished hug, running his hands up and down her back, making her shiver. Her long hair floated around them like a halo, seeming to wrap around Parker and create one being instead of two.

  “I… I wanted to be inside you. But you…were unstoppable.” He kissed around her face and neck while whispering. “And so sexy.”

  She brought her lips to his shoulder and nibbled toward his neck.

  “I’m a prune,” he mumbled against her. “Shall we go back to the cabin and continue?”

  Lifting her head, she stared up into his eyes. “I can’t believe after three orgasms I could continue, but I need you inside me. I want to feel you filling me.” Madeline’s breathing was heavy.

  “I want to watch you masturbate on the bed, your legs spread apart before me.” His words flowed out like poetry.

  Madeline gasped. It was one thing to do it beneath the hot spring. Could she really play with herself under his perusal?

  He leaned toward her cheek and kissed a path to her hairline. “Did you forget?” he continued in a low sexy voice, blowing the words into her ear. “It was so sexy when you did it under water, but I want a better view next time. Then, after I watch you bring yourself to ecstasy, I want to slam into you and come together with you.”

  Madeline couldn’t stifle another gasp, but it came out more like a moan. Her body was limp, pliable. And she wanted him so badly, she could practically picture herself in front of him, eyelids lowered, thighs spread wide before his perusal. Her juices would stream out of her. Would she be able to let go? Raise her hips and spasm under his gaze?

  Chapter Fourteen

  Parker pulled Madeline’s limp, sated body out of the water. He grabbed their clothing while she slipped on her shoes and, without bothering to replace their now-wet garments, they traipsed naked, hand-in-hand, the short distance back to the cabin. The night’s breeze may have been chilly under normal circumstances, but proved only to dry their skin and cool their heated bodies from both the long soak in hot water and the lingering effects of intense passion.

  During the short hike back to the cabin, neither said a word. When they entered the cabin, he finally broke the silence. “Go ahead and lie down. I’ll get the fire started. It may get chilly during the night.”

  He could feel her eyes on him as he worked, burning a hole in his nakedness. As he turned toward her once again, he saw the lust still simmering behind her gaze.

  Parker sauntered
over to the bed. Madeline had climbed under the covers and stared at him from her propped-up position on the pillows.

  As he leaned in from the edge of the bed to kiss her swollen lips, he slowly peeled the comforter back to expose her fabulous naked body. He was going to have to rekindle the passion he’d seen earlier in her eyes if he expected her to loosen her inhibitions enough to masturbate for him.

  “You are…so sexy…lying here…sprawled out…like this.” Parker nibbled across her face and down her neck, uttering the words between kisses. He climbed onto the bed and continued kissing and licking his way down her neck and chest to suck one pebbled nipple into this mouth. He reached to lightly pinch the other between his fingers. Her small gasp told him the fire was burning again.

  The only light in the room was from the slowly increasing flames in the fireplace, casting a gorgeous flickering of shadows and soft lights over Madeline’s smooth skin.

  Parker leaned over to suck her other tight little tit in his mouth and gently bit the tip, eliciting a slight cry from her lips. She grasped his head, and rather than pushing him away, steadied him in silent supplication for more of the same. My little vixen likes things a bit rough.

  Parker was dying to see how she responded to slightly more dominance than he’d demonstrated earlier. With one more nip on her nipple, he scooted down to reposition himself between her legs, pushing them apart as he lowered himself into the created V.

  Glancing up into Madeline’s face revealed glassy eyes filled with lust. Now.

  Parker pulled back all contact and leaned on his elbows. “Madeline? Will you touch yourself for me? While I watch?”

  Her response was a low moan. The scent of her arousal filled the room. His face was close enough to her core to breathe in the sweet salty scent that was all Madeline.

  “Spread your legs farther apart…”

  He waited. After a moment, she complied, and he could see better now. The flames of the fire created flickers of light over her core, her glistening juices flowing slowly out of her pussy. The sexiest sight he’d ever witnessed.