11. Lance
Lance
I can feel her pussy tightening around my fingers right before she lets go and I growl and nip her throat, my other hand holding her hip tight to me.
Slow, deep flutters around my digits drive me nuts.
“Lord, you are so hot and wet and tight, baby girl. Like fucking heaven. I can’t wait to get inside that pussy.”
Her glassy eyes open and she smiles weakly. “Thank you.”
I can’t stop the chuckle that slips out. “For what? I’m not done yet.”
Whimpering, she leans into me. “I’m not sure how much more I can take.”
“You can take it all,” I growl.
I lift her up and wrap her legs around me, the water splashing down on us. “That’s a good girl. Open up for me.”
Her slick body slides along my aching cock and I groan, the tingling down my spine and the painful way my balls are pulled into my body telling me that I’m about to lose it.
“I don’t know how long I can make this last, sweetheart.”
Her head falls down onto my shoulder. “I don’t care. I just want you. I want to feel you thick cock stretching me wide open, filling me so full that I can’t even breathe. I want it to fucking hurt so good.”
I slip my cock head into her tight opening, groaning as I feel her tight, wet heat closing around me. I’m throbbing and it’s so hard to keep from completely blowing. I push another inch inside her and growl under my breath, gritting my teeth.
“So fucking good.”
Pushing slowly and surely I finally seat myself all the way inside her and my head touches hers, our foreheads gently pushed against each other. “I can’t believe how good you feel.”
Thrusting slowly, carefully inside her, I grasp her hands in one hand and hold it over her head. Her eyes open, dark green and pupils blown. “Stop taking it easy on me, Lance. I want to feel you lose control. You’ve done that to me so many times now. I want to feel yours.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I snap between gritted teeth, sweat pouring off my skin and washing off in the cooling water.
“Then don’t do this. I want the real you. All of it.”
“I can’t…”
“Then stop. I don’t want some fake version of a man. I want a man who can love me like he can’t bear to lose me. Like I’m the most important thing in the world to him.”
Groaning, I lean into her. My hips thrust into her and I snarl like a wild animal, “You asked for it.”
Slamming into her over and over again, each move better than the last, her tight, slick wet heat unraveling me until I’m doomed like a sailor with a siren calling for him.
Ducking my knees down a little, I slam so hard into her that I can feel her pussy clench wildly and then flutter wildly. My feet slip and I let go of her hands to catch us. Her nails drag along my back and she screams, throwing her head back, echoing in the shower even as she screams again.
Unable to hold back, I slam into her so hard that it feels like the shower wall cracks. She moans and then her legs wrap around me tighter and I feel her body pulsing with another spasming orgasm.
“Lance, god yes!” She moans and scrabbles to keep herself on my cock.
“Such a good girl,” I gasp as she tightens again. Then my spine sizzles and my balls draw up and it feels like I lose half my body inside her sweet, wet heat. My cock jerks wildly two times and then with a loud groan I fall into the wall holding onto her.
Her legs come down, shaking and she falls into me while holding onto the wall. I lift my head and kiss her cheek gently. This woman.
“I swear, Jenny. I’ve never felt like this before.
It’s too soon. It’s way too soon but I love you and I just can’t keep quiet anymore.
I’ll do anything to spend the rest of my life with you.
I’ll move anywhere, do anything. I’m retired so I can do whatever the hell I want and I want to do it with you. Forever.”
Her head lifts and her smile is so wide and full. She’s glowing. “Forever.”
Afterglow doesn’t really even get a foothold before a loud crash in my room drags my head up and I glare at the doorway.
“That fucker. You stay here.”
“No! What if he hurts you?”
“He’s not gonna hurt me. That kind of guy doesn’t want to be threatened. He definitely doesn’t want to get hurt.” I pull my wet jeans on and then glare at her when she tries to follow me. I point my finger at her. “You stay put. I don’t want to worry about you.”
She glares at me, crossing her arms but she stays put and leans on the sink.
I pad out of the room and down the small hallway. It takes me seconds to see the dark shadow in the living room, bending over and pawing through Jenny’s things.
I lean against the wall and watch him for one second. Until he pulls out her computer and mutters a swear word.
“I suggest you put that down before I pound your ass into ground beef.”
He squeaks and drops it. Luckily, it falls on her clothes and doesn’t break.
I cross my arms over my chest. “You need to get the fuck out of here and I better never see you again. Jenny doesn’t owe you a damn thing, you fucker.”
“Hey, I gave her her start.”
“You didn’t give me a fucking thing. I worked for every damn contract I got.”
“What did I tell you?” I huff out of the side of my mouth as she stalks past me, her sundress swishing against her legs. Her long hair streaming down her back in wet ribbons.
She’s a fucking goddess. My fucking goddess.
Dickwad throws his arm up as she stalks up and slaps him right across the face. I’m beside them in two seconds flat. I grab his arm and jerk his ass around. “You don’t touch her, buddy. Not unless you wanna die.”
“I’m just trying to defend myself,” he whines. “She hit me.”
“And you touched her stuff. I think she deserves to hit you again if you want to.”
“I just wanted what’s owed to me.”
“She doesn’t owe you a thing. You left her. Because she’s a better writer than you. She’s smarter than you. She’s just more than you deserve.” I grin over at her. “Luckily she’s everything that I deserve.”
“You didn’t support her in her dreams.”
“I didn’t get any damn support from you. Hell, you didn’t even give me good sex. Wouldn’t touch me. Just wanted me to suck you off.”
Snickering, I let him loose as she lays into him. She’s got this. She proceeds to tell him in great detail what a disappointment he was.
By the time she’s done, he’s a mess.
“And if you ever come near me again, I’m gonna let Lance get rid of you. Any way he wants to. He’s got friends who are cops. He knows things.”
He holds up his hands and whines, “Fine, I get it. I’ll get out of here.”
“Good. Stay the hell away from me. And if I find out that you put any part of my book out, I’m gonna sue the hell out of you.”
“Right! I got it!” He stalks past us and I grin at her. “Well, baby girl. I think that that had to be the sexiest thing that I ever saw in my life.”
She grins and runs her hands up my chest. “How turned on?”
Her eyes dip below my waist and her eyes widen. “That much, huh?”
I walk her backwards and to the bedroom. “I think that maybe this time we should do it in a bed.”
“I think that sounds damn nice,” she giggles. I pull her dress over her head and groan when I see that she didn’t put her panties or bra on.
“If I knew that, I wouldn’t have let that fucker near you. He doesn’t deserve to see you like this.” I pull my pants off and then fall down across her, smiling when she giggles and then moans.
“How about you show me what you would do to me if you knew that a few minutes ago?”
“I think that that sounds perfect.”
I slide my cock inside of her in one smooth thrust and she moans and writhes under me.
Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes closed and her teeth are sunk into her pink lips. Thrusting into her over and over again, I sink deeper into her and it feels like my whole body becomes hers. Like she’s part of my soul. Part of me.
She screams and pulses, her pussy fluttering around me wildly. It only takes two more thrusts and I lose myself in her, my release jetting out of me.
I fall across her and hold her tight, loving her warm body against mine.
I didn’t realize when I took this vacation that it was going to be the best few days of my life.
Her warm breath puffs out as she sighs and cuddles into me. I hold her tight and kiss the top of her head lightly.
“Sleep well, my love. We’ve got forever to figure things out. I’m not even sure that’s enough.”
It doesn’t feel like it. Eternity may not be enough.
But I have the woman of my dreams and a future that looks damn good.
The rest of it will work itself out. How could it not? Fate is a wild and wonderful thing.
Just like my Jenny.
Mine. I never thought I’d want another woman but I never thought there was a woman like her out there.
I’m a fucking lucky bastard.