Third Chances - Chapter 38 #2
He took a step forward, letting the water cascade down onto my soapy head as his lips met mine.
It was different than it had been before.
Maybe it was just in my head, but his kisses seemed seductive and sensual.
There was no sense of urgency anymore, just passion.
I could barely breathe under the water, but it felt like his kisses were enough, like they were the only sustenance I needed.
He pulled us out from under the waterfall again. I could hear him panting as he left a trail of kisses down the side of my neck and across my clavicle. His lips stopped at the straps of my bathing suit and he traced the fabric with his fingers. "May I?"
"Yes."
He slowly pushed both straps down my shoulders. He pulled the fabric down and I felt the cold water against my naked breasts. I pulled my arms out the rest of the way so that my bathing suit just hung around my waist.
He poured more soap into his hands and started to slowly massage my shoulders.
He took his time, torturing and pleasing me at the same time.
It actually felt like he was washing away my problems. It was the most erotic and most relaxing thing I had ever done.
When he finally reached my breasts he groaned.
In the darkness we could barely see each other. But it seemed to heighten the sensation of touch. Because when his fingertips reached my nipples I moaned too. "I think I'm clean enough."
"I'm not done." He took a step forward under the waterfall to rinse away the soap. He seemed to be paying extra attention to making sure my breasts didn't have any soap on them. His palms gently massaged them as his fingers slowly rolled my nipples.
"I don't care." I gripped the back of his hair. "I need you, Rob."
"You need me?" He leaned forward. "Like this?" His tongue swirled around one of my nipples as his free hand grabbed my ass.
Oh God. "Yes."
He lightly bit down on my nipple and tugged.
I gripped the back of his hair tighter, begging him not to move.
He continued to tease my nipples as his other hand slid down my ass. He pushed the bottom of my bathing suit aside as his fingers found my slit.
I tilted my head back, letting the water fall all over me as his finger slowly entered me.
The swirls of his tongue around my nipples matched the teasing of his finger.
His mouth moved to my other breast, loving it the same way.
He thrust his finger deep inside of me as his teeth gently bit my soft flesh.
"Fuck me," I moaned. I thought my moans were drowned by the water, but a second later he pulled me out from under the waterfall.
"Not yet. If I don't taste you again, I'm going to lose my mind." He grabbed my waist and lifted me onto one of the nearby rocks.
I tilted my hips as he pulled my bathing suit the rest of the way off.
And there I was, completely naked with my thighs wide apart, waiting for him.
I knew he could see me now. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness and I could see his sleek muscles and his wet hair.
I was about to press my thighs together, but he grabbed my knees.
"Now this is the most beautiful sight in the world."
There was no way he actually meant that, but before I had time to protest, he placed a long slow stroke against my aching pussy. He groaned like it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted and thrust his tongue deep inside of me.
Holy shit. I tilted my head against the rock wall behind me.
He slowly slid his hands up until they reached the apex of my thighs.
He gently pushed, spreading my thighs even farther apart and giving him better access.
Only one of my past boyfriends had done this.
But it wasn't like this. I could tell he hadn't liked it, which just made me self conscious.
But Rob? He was devouring me. He reached up with one hand and massaged my breast.
Oh God. I wasn't sure how long I could take this.
As if he knew it, he rubbed his nose against my clit and I completely lost control.
I felt both of his hands keeping my thighs spread wide for him as he lapped up my juices.
Finally my heartbeat slowed and Rob kissed my stomach. He pulled me back down into the water.
If the sound of the waterfall hadn't surrounded us, he would have been able to hear my panting. "That was amazing."
He kissed the tip of my nose. "A body like yours should be worshipped."
I laughed. "Is that what you tell all the girls?"
"No. Just you."
Just me.
"I've also never worked so hard to get someone to like me. Or come back when someone completely wrote me off."
"I already liked you. I mean, I didn't really know you, but I had such a big crush on you when I was at school. I used to always read at the same time so that I could see you run."
Rob laughed.
"I know, that's incredibly lame, I just..."
"No." He touched the side of my face. "I used to run at the same time every day so that I could see you reading."
I swallowed hard. "It seems crazy that we met here, don't you think?"
"Don't you believe in fate, Daphne?"
"I think I do now."
Rob smiled.
I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck. "I want you."
"Baby, you just had me."
"No, I mean," I nodded toward his penis.
"I have to admit, I'm a little sick of fucking," he said.
"Oh." I laughed awkwardly. "Right, well, we can get back to the resort." I tried to unwrap my legs from around his waist, but he held me firmly in place.
"I have no desire to go back to the resort. I just think something slower paced might be better, don't you? Since we're both kind of maybe trying to figure out what this love thing is all about?"
"This love thing?" I tried to raise my eyebrow like he did, but to no avail.
He laughed and smoothed my brow with his finger. "Mhm." He grabbed a condom from somewhere behind me.
"How did you know I was coming here?"
"I just had a feeling."
He ripped the condom open with his teeth.
Everything he did was so sexy. I put my hands on either side of his face.
He stared back at me as he grabbed the condom from the wrapper. "We don't have to, if you're not ready."
"Not ready?" I smiled. "No, I just...I feel like I can find myself in you. I feel like maybe you can make me whole again."
He laughed.
I swallowed hard. "I mean...."
"No." He smiled and put his fingers through my hair. "I'm sorry. But I'm literally about to find myself in you right now."
"You're incredibly immature."
"And yet, here we are." He handed me the condom. There was a challenging look in his eyes.
"Maybe you can work on finding yourself in me in more of a spiritual sense too?" I said as I rolled the condom onto his erection.
"Everything feels pretty spiritual with you, Daphne." He pressed my back against the rock wall behind us. "Why do you think I came back?"
"For skinny dipping and sex?"
He laughed. "I promise that this isn't just about sex for me. But I really, really want you right now." His voice sounded so earnest. As if I was the only thing in the world he truly wanted.
I smiled up at him. "Rob, I'm all yours."
"I love the sound of that." He leaned forward and kissed me as the tip of his erection pressed against me. I spread my thighs wider, inviting him in. He groaned into my mouth as he slowly pushed into my wetness.
I gripped a handful of his hair as his hands gently cradled my ass.
This was so different from the first time. We weren't angry with each other now. This was slow and loving. There was a fullness in my chest that I had never felt before.
He groaned again as his thrusts started to go faster. That guttural sound was now my favorite noise in the world. One of his hands dipped to the back of my neck as his kisses grew more ravenous.
The pressure building between my thighs was making me climb higher and higher. But I didn't want this moment to end. "Don't stop," I moaned.
"It's okay to let go," he whispered in my ear. His words brought tears to my eyes. He seemed to understand me so completely. There was so much meaning behind what he had just said.
I needed to let go. Truly.
His tongue invaded my mouth again as his fingers squeezed my ass cheeks. He tilted his hips, hitting a spot that I didn't even know existed.
God. The slow, sensual build up made me come hard. I gripped the muscles of his strong back.
"Daphne," he groaned as he slammed into me hard.
We rode out our orgasms, touching each other everywhere, savoring the moment, until finally his hips stopped moving.
He kissed my temple, the bridge of my nose, then the tip of my nose.
"Why are you crying?" he whispered. He wiped underneath my eyes with his thumb.
I pushed on his waist and he slowly slid out of me. I hated the empty feeling. I quickly wrapped my legs back around him, but that empty feeling remained. "I want someone to hold me close all night."
"I already told you I was a snuggler."
"No, I mean I want someone I can rely on. I don't like feeling vulnerable. Rob, we barely know each other. We don't even live in the same state."
"I'm not attached to anything in Newark.
It took me a long time to realize it, but I think I stayed there because I was waiting.
I think maybe I thought I could find happiness there like my brother did, you know?
But my home is the city, it always has been.
I want to move back. I need roots. I need a little more stability in my life. Honestly, what I need is you."
"I'm boring. And I'm pretty sure you realize that my stability is a very thin facade. I'm kind of a mess. And what we have is so crazy and fast and...
"Daphne, the best things in life are fast and crazy.
And I like messy. Now how about you stop dwelling on all the little things and tell me what's really wrong.
Tell me about how you're scared of loving me because you're scared of losing me.
Because I know. I know how it feels to worry.
I know how it feels to have a panic attack when you get a phone call in the middle of the night.
I know how it feels to live in fear. I know. "
I didn't try to hide my tears. "I thought I was never going to see you again."
"Daphne, I'm not going anywhere. And I don't make promises I don't intend to keep."
I pressed the side of my face against his chest. "I don't want to close myself off to love anymore."
"Me either." He grabbed my chin and tilted my face back up to his. "It's okay to be scared. It's okay to be upset. It's okay to hurt. I think maybe we met for a reason. I think maybe I'm supposed to help you with all that."
"And what do you get in return for helping me?"
He smiled. "You, the most beautiful girl I've ever met, inside and out. Now that I have my arms around you, I don't intend to let go."
"I've been waiting my whole life for you, Robert Hunter."
He laughed. "No one calls me Robert. Unless I'm in trouble."
"I have a feeling you're in trouble a lot."
"What? Rarely." He flashed me a smile. "We'll figure it all out, Daphne. Don't worry about the future. Let's just focus on right now. Speaking of which, how'd you like the shower?"
"I thought the water pressure was great."
He laughed.
"The company was even better."
"Is that right?" He placed a soft kiss against my lips. "I could stay here forever with you, but we need to get going."
"Where? I can't leave. It's Alina's bachelorette party."
"Why do you think I hooked their guys up with rooms here? By the way, your friends were terrible at getting you here. I was waiting here for like two hours. And Tim is a very interesting character."
I laughed. "You sent the guys here?" I thought about all the weird things Tim had said. He was just trying to make sure I went for a walk again. He was always strange, so I hadn't even been suspicious.
"Yeah. I didn't want your friends to be upset when I whisked you away."
"Whisked me away? Aren't we going back to the resort?"
"No. And we better get going before we miss our flight."
"I really can't just leave. They'll be worried about me."
"It's fine. The guys assured me that they'd make sure their women are properly entertained all week. Those were Tim's exact words I believe."
I laughed. "Yeah, that sounds like him."
"Come on. Let's learn to live and love together. We just have to be back for my brother's rehearsal dinner at the end of the week. I told them you'd have the filet at the wedding reception, prepared however the chef wanted, since you're so into trying new things recently."
"You want me to come to your brother's wedding?"
"He kind of already invited you. You've made quite the impression on my friends."
I smiled. "I'd love to come."
"Great. Now you just have to choose where we'll be flying to first: Venice, Paris, or Sydney. Take your pick."
"Aren't those some of the most romantic cities in the world?"
"It's the start of our love story, Daphne. Let's make it memorable." He climbed out of the water and put his hand out for me. "Give me your hand. I promise I won't let go."
I put my hand in his. I was finally ready to live again.