Chapter 8
He lifted me up once more and I yelped in surprise. Not that I minded, I didn’t. He could carry me anytime he wanted. But I was content before the fire.
He had made me come, and fast. Usually, it takes me a bit to get there, even with a toy. But not him. Which I can’t say I was surprised at.
Not to mention, the talking. Geez, the talking.
I said that man could make me come from that alone, and he did.
“Where are we going?”
“To a place that’s mine that I haven’t shown you before.”
“Well, that’s cryptic,” I told him, making him laugh. He didn’t walk far before he stopped and I looked out over the water, my jaw dropping slightly. “What are we doing?”
“Skinny dipping. I want to see every part of you in the middle of the day, then I’m going to fuck you senseless.”
He sat me down and every care I had about my size went out the window when I stripped, tossing the clothing down there on the sand.
I stood before him, my hands on my hips, letting his eyes trail over every inch of skin. I fought the urge to move my hands. I knew that no matter what I was feeling, he wanted me like this, and I was not about to deny him.
“Let’s go,” I told him, snapping him out of his trance. He tore his clothing off and then walked with me into the water, his hand holding mine.
I’d love to say it was warm, and I had no doubt that come the summer, you’d probably find us out here a whole lot more. But all I wanted to do was be in his arms, because this water was a little closer to freezing than warm.
He wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up once more, and I locked my ankles around his hips as I kissed him, sliding my tongue along his.
He moaned, his hands cupping and squeezing my ass, and I felt like a siren.
I ran my hands over his shoulders and his back, pulling him closer, feeling the tip of his dick at my entrance. I wanted to savor it, but I also wanted to feel him.
Feeling him won out.
I shifted slightly, moving my hand between us so I could grab his dick and then slid down, crying into his mouth at how well he filled me, even from this position.
“Holy….shit… Janelle. So…good.”
“Agreed.”
I stayed wrapped around him, slowly trailing kisses and nips down his neck.
I hadn’t been in this position before, so my movements were clunky and far from sexy, but he didn’t seem to mind. His moans mixed with mine as I moved my hips.
Minutes later, he braced his legs apart and then grabbed my hips, helping me to slide back and forth on his cock, which was so much better.
“Yes, right there,” I moaned, feeling like I was pushing closer to the edge.
“Need me to take you there? Need my cock to pump harder and faster into you so that your sweet cunt can milk it dry?”
“Shit,” I cried, dropping my head to his shoulder, shaking as I came yet again, his words more my undoing than I ever thought possible.
“Yes, now let me feel it again.”
“Again?”
“Again, Janelle. You don’t think I’ll let you have just that one, do you?”
“But the one…before will…make it two.”
“That’s just the start, Babygirl.”
Before I knew it, he walked us to the edge of the water where he laid me down, then lifted my legs and threw them over his shoulder, only to pump into me faster.
“Oh shit, oh shit,” I chanted, my hands reaching out to grab onto anything that I could, but I found nothing.
He smirked as he held onto my hips, the water splashing around us.
He moved fast, hard, making me see the stars once again and while I thought it was impossible to come a third time, it wasn’t. Not with him.
But this time, I wasn’t alone.
I cried as I came, hearing him cry as well. And my name on his lips with his hips pressed against me, was pure magic.
I also knew that this scene was going to have to be drawn and I had no doubt that it would sell like crazy.
“Damn, Janelle, you wrecked me.”
I smirked as I ran my hands over his arms.
“No, Christian, you wrecked my pussy.”
“I’m not sorry,” he muttered.
No, I didn’t think he was, but then, neither was I.
We stayed there on the beach and under the sun, soaking up the rays for a few minutes, our hearts still slowing.
Damn, sex had never been like that. I always tried my best to make sure the woman had come a few times before I ever chased my own release, but with her, all I wanted to do was come with her, to shatter into a million pieces while she did, too.
That was a first, but I don’t regret it.
“You’re quiet,” she finally spoke and I couldn’t help but laugh.
I sat up, pulling on my shorts. “Just thinking about how amazing that was, Janelle.”
I gathered up our clothes, offered them to her, then lifted her up, making her squeal again.
“I can walk.”
“Well, if your legs aren’t shaking, I did something very wrong.”
“Oh, fishing for compliments?”
“No, just know that I like holding you and if you can walk, I failed. You shouldn’t be able to walk.”
“Truth be told, Christian, my legs are shaking. And my heart is going at a wild rhythm in my chest.”
I glanced down at her, smiling as well.
“You’re not alone.”
I walked us back into the cabin, locking my back door behind me then laid her on the floor before the fire. I slipped my clothing back off, wrapped a blanket around us, and then wrapped my arm around her.
She sighed, content, and honestly, I knew and agreed with the feeling.
“I don’t usually cuddle after sex, never wanted to. But all I want is to lay here, with you in my arms, and those dreamy sighs escaping.”
“I can’t say I mind,” she whispered.
She snuggled up even more and I trailed my fingertips over her skin, loving the softness of it, even with all her curves.
“Tell me something you fantasize about,” I told her, kissing the top of her head.
“You mean besides being manhandled? You want to give me something else?”
“Hell, Janelle, I want to make every wish come true, no matter how simple or nasty and dirty.” I paused, thinking for a moment and she glanced back at me, a brow raised. “The nasty and dirty ones are far more fun though.”
She laughed and turned her attention back to the fire.
“Oddly enough, having sex in a body of water was something I always wanted. Thought it would happen when I was thinner though.”
“Stop, you’re perfectly fine for me and that is all that matters, now hush.”
“So bossy, dang.”
I rolled my eyes and then tickled her, making her squeal with surprise and then laugh with pleasure, and all of it was so endearing to me. Something new that I didn’t want to let go of.
“What else can that mind conjure up?” I asked, rather curious.
“Put me on the spot, why don’t you? It’s kind of hard, you know, to think about anything when I just had some of the hottest sex.”
“I thank you for that,” I told her, kissing her shoulder, and I meant that. But I also really wanted to make her dreams come true, no matter what they were.
“I want a day of nothing but foreplay so that by the time night rolls, there’s actual sex for hours because it’s just release after release.”
“God, try to kill me, why don’t you?”
“You asked. For being an old guy, you have stamina.”
“Old?!” I rolled her over then climbed over her, making her laugh as I caged her in, my eyes narrowed in mock anger. “Old, you say?”
“Well, you are older than me. I’m not sure how much longer you can keep up without some help.”
“Woman, you are asking for it.”
Before she could take her next breath, my mouth was on hers while I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head. She whimpered into the kiss, and it was my undoing. Any moan, gasp, sound that escaped her mouth was pure bliss for me and it would make me hard over and over again.
Honestly, not that I needed much help with her. Frankly, she made me hard most of the time anyway.
I finally broke the kiss, staring into her eyes as I felt how ready she was for me.
“I can’t wait to make love to you before the fire,” I said, meaning every word of it. She gasped as I entered her, her arms and legs locking me in place.
I never wanted to let her go.