Chapter 4
***** Johanna *****
When I woke to his cries, I couldn’t help but race into his room, hoping to stop his nightmare. I had my own fair share of them after Johnnie’s death. I knew there wasn’t much I could do but be here for him.
However, the one thing I didn’t think I would feel would be his lips on mine.
And holy shit, were they soft.
I would have thought, for someone who was up on this mountain side, they’d be rough, chapped even. But nope, they were smooth.
And damn could he kiss.
It wasn’t much, just lips against lips, but hell, it was making my toes curl and making me long for more.
Was that smart?
Honestly, I didn’t know and didn’t care.
Everything flew out the window as his lips were on mine. And since he did that, I figured I could take the next step.
I slipped my tongue out, tracing his lips, asking for entrance, and moaning as his tongue flicked against mine.
Like this, with him, and right now, nothing mattered. Nothing but the simmer I felt from the moment that I saw him. I wanted to deny wanting him because it wasn't sound in my head, but I also wasn't stupid.
His other hand grabbed my waist, hauling me closer to him, and the next instant, I fell over his chest, not minding the new position. And as his hand moved down to cup my ass, I don't think he minded the new position either. He squeezed it, causing me to moan, and finally, we broke apart.
His lips trailed over my jaw, then down my neck, and I shivered from the feeling.
"Chance," I muttered, holding onto his shoulders for dear life.
"Yeah?" he answered, before he nipped at my neck.
Damn, did that feel good. Shit, it had been far too long since I had felt anything like this.
"Don't think, baby, just feel."
And he brought out the pet names. I will never be too adult-ish and say I don't enjoy it. Even a commonly used endearment to me was sweet.
"Did you call me a MILF?"
He paused so that he could pull back and look at me, and it was then that I saw the desire in his eyes.
"You’re damn right I did, and it's so fucking true. The moment that I saw you, I wanted you. Which was strange because I don't take to anyone like that. Now," he quickly flipped us over, his body hovering over mine, "let me fuck you senseless like you need to be. Like I think we both need to be."
My only response was to open my legs wide so that he could fit between them.
And let me tell you that this man before me sure didn't lack in the looks department. His muscles were well defined, which, being up here, I'm sure he would be. But it also had my mouth watering.
I ran my hands over his arms, then over his shoulders, before cupping his head to bring his lips back down to mine.
He groaned as his hands ran over my hips and under my shirt, lifting it upward. His palm ran over my nipple, causing it to tighten, and my body arched against his, seeking more.
He broke the kiss to take the shirt off, and his lips, teeth, and tongue tormented my nipple, causing me to squirm. He watched me, his eyes showing me just how much of a devil he was going to be, and heat flooded my core and soaked my panties.
I moaned, wrapping my leg around his hip, and ground my pussy against anything I could.
“Something wrong,” he teased, his free hand moving down to slip under my shorts.
“I need relief.”
“Oh, baby, don't worry, I'll give that to you plenty of times tonight.”
I couldn't help but snort at that because no one has been able to live up to that order before.
“Good luck,” I shared.
“It's a promise.”
And before I knew it, his lips were tugging on my nipple, biting it, then soothing it at the same time that he slipped a finger into my wet cunt.
I screamed, my nails digging into his arm at the sensations it was all causing me.
“So..good,” I moaned. He lifted his head to smirk at me as his finger moved upward to run over my clit. He pinched it, causing my hips to jerk and another scream to break loose.
“God, those cries. Let me hear it. I want those screams bouncing off walls over and over.”
“Such..a…talker,” I got out, my head spinning.
“I can’t wait to bury my dick in this dripping pussy. Can’t wait to feel it squeeze my dick. I’ll have you crying out over and over again as I pound harder into you.”
“Oh,” I moaned, feeling myself getting closer to the edge. “So…there.”
“Not….yet.”
His fingers stopped and slipped out, lightly running over my pussy lips, and I groaned in frustration.
“What are you doing?” I panted, needing to let go.
“When you come, baby, I want to feel you around my cock. I want to see you coat it. Until then, you will get as close as I can take you.”
Once more, he slipped his fingers into my pussy, pumping them faster while his thumb played with my clit, and I bucked my hips against his hand.
“Chance,” I muttered through clenched teeth. My body easily got wound up again, seeking a release that wasn’t brought on by me or a toy, but before I could fly over the edge, he stopped again.
“Damn it,” I screamed, about ready to shove him on his back and fuck him instead.
Without warning, he yanked the rest of my clothes off and shed his shorts, leaving my jaw to hang open for what was on display. “Fuck,” I whispered, and he smirked.
“Time to worship you,” with that, his dick slammed into me, and I screamed again.
***** Chance *****
“Holy shit,” I cried out, along with her. She was so tight, so warm, and it was fucking incredible. I couldn’t even recall the last time I had sex, but nothing felt like this.
“You’re so thick.”
I looked down at her, smirking even more. Those were always words men wanted to hear. And I was no different.
Why did this woman twist me up?
Even better, how did this woman undo me?
I hadn't wanted anyone in my life. Didn't need sex. Didn't need contact.
And yet she showed up on my front door, making me feel, making me long, and making me want things I shouldn't.
To be honest, I wasn't looking beyond the here and now with this woman. I honestly couldn't.
“And you feel like heaven,” I told her, pushing into her even faster. “I feel how ready you are.”
“I need…to come…please.”
I absolutely loved hearing her beg. It did something to me, something to my soul, and I reached between us, my fingers pinching her clit, causing her to scream louder than ever.
I clenched my teeth, fighting my own release because I needed to bring her over the edge again and again. I wasn't going to let this be it.
I pulled out of her, looking at my coated dick, groaning at the sight. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked as well, her eyes dilating all over again.
I shifted her to her side, lifting her leg up, and ran the tip of my dick over her slick folds, causing her to shiver. She was still so gloriously wet, and I slipped in with ease. Slowly, I withdrew, making her moan as her over sensitive flesh got stimulated all over again.
“What…the…hell…is that?” she gasped, clearly never having experienced that before.
“Your body is just so riled up, baby. No man should let you come once and then call it quits. A woman's body is exquisite in what it can do and feel. And I'm here to draw it out.”
I wasn't going to say I had a lot of women, I didn't. But I knew enough to have caught on to their pleasure and how important it was. I also knew and understood just how sensitive they could all be when they came over and over, it was always better.
“Never…before.”
“And that's a shame. Like this,” I told her, spreading her a little wider, speeding up my thrusts slightly, “I can feel everything, and I can go deeper. And you only get wetter. I have to admit; I rather enjoy the thought of you soaking my sheets.”
“I should…be embarrassed.”
“Fuck no. It's the hottest thing. And if anyone ever said anything different, they are a dumbass. Now,” I pushed into her even harder, grinning as I watched her tits bounce with my force, “I need you to coat my dick again.”
“Chance…it's…too…much.”
“No baby, it's not enough.”
I circled her clit with my finger, gathering up her juices, then sucked that finger, only to rim her asshole, causing her to jump.
“No one…has…been there.”
“And it won't be tonight, baby, but we will. I just need to feel you again.”
I grunted as I bottomed out, thrusting faster than before and as I slipped my finger into her tight hole, she cried out yet again, her body shaking by the force of her release.
I caught my breath, fighting hard to maintain being upright and not come.
I didn't have much more fight in me. I needed one more time for her to be truly satisfied and for me to finish.
She looked back at me as I pulled out, dazed and I couldn't stop the grin, loving that look.
“No…more.”
“Oh, you got more, I know you do.”
I leaned down, kissing over her shoulder and side, making sure she could feel how hard I still was. But I'd give her time. I’d give her a few moments to rest and catch her breath. Because I had every intention of making sure she saw the stars.
I trailed my hand over her hip, rolling her onto her stomach.
“I could…sleep.”
“If I let you, sure.”
With that, I kissed down her back, over her ass cheeks, and then shifted behind her, spreading her wide so I could taste her. I groaned at the sweetness, causing her hips to jump and I loved that reaction.
“Wh….what…are…you d..doing?” she stuttered.
“Making you ready to explode.” I dove my tongue back in and again and again, tasting all that I could. But I knew myself.
Once I felt how wet she was, how turned on, I couldn’t hold back. So, I lifted her hips, then slammed home, pumping into her fast and furious.
“Oh…oh…oh,” she kept panting, her hands clenching tightly to the sheets and I had to admit, I felt the same. “Shit, Chance,” she cried out, making my head swell.
Because if I was being totally honest right now, nothing had ever felt this good. Or this right.
She was perfect for me, and that was scary.
It made me think of the long term and I didn’t do long term. I didn’t know how to do it.
And I wasn’t sure if she would.
Right now, caught up in the act, things were great. But later, when dawn approached, would she still feel the same?
I had to shake my head of those thoughts; I said I wouldn’t think about them, and I couldn’t. This was now. This was all about pleasure.
I pushed even more, feeling myself on the verge and I knew I couldn’t fight it anymore. I squeezed her hip and her ass cheek, causing another scream and that was it, she was gone for, flying over the edge and taking me with her.
I felt my soul leave my body as spurt after spurt came out. In fact, I would say I damn near blacked out.
With a groan, I fell on my side next to this woman, breathing hard.
She turned her head, her eyes glazed over and gave me the sweetest, more serene smile, and I knew I was done and gone for her.
And that was something I wasn’t sure how to come to terms with.