Chapter Eight
Trace
What the fuck am I doing? Is running through my head on a loop as I pick Delta up and carry her inside.
We’re still kissing through the doorway, down the hall.
her hand in my hair, my mouth on hers, as she uses a hand to guide me to her room and set her back on her feet.
“Delta, are you sure?” I ask again because we both need to be very sure.
She steps back just enough for me to see her face, no hesitation or second-guessing.
She finds the zipper on the side of her dress, pulls it down, and lets the fabric slip off her and I literally forget, everything but her.
I make quick work of my shirt, I took my jacket off when we got in the car to come home, I toe off my shoes leaving me standing there clothed from the waist down.
“I knew that adonis belt and happy trail was going to be sexy as fuck.”
I let out a short laugh, I’m just stunned that she’s looking at me like that.
“You’re the sexy one Delta, look at you,” I tell her, and I mean it.
She is a wet dream come to life. Thick in all the right places, thighs, ass, breasts.
It’s a sexual playground I always looked forward to recess and intend to explore all night.
Pulling her back to me, I kiss her again, it is quickly becoming one of my favorite things to do.
I kiss her jaw, and move down to kiss and lick her neck as I reach back and unhook her bra.
I cover her breast with my hand squeezing them before I begin playing and teasing her nipples.
“Trace,” she moans as she runs her fingers through my hair scraping my scalp with her nails, sending shivers down my spine.
Her hands are as busy as mine running her hand down what she called my happy trail and slip under the waistband of my pants and boxer briefs and wraps her hand around my dick.
Leaning down I take a nipple in my mouth, as I grip a handful of her ass, slip my hand in her panties and moan around her nipple.
Releasing my new favorite treat, “Delta you are so wet baby, you are dripping off my fingers. I want you to know, first of all if you keep stroking my dick like that you are going to need at least two to three business days to recover and secondly, I am keeping these panties.”
“Promises, promises… and if you earn the panties you can keep them,”
“Delta,” I almost sing out in warning.
“That’s my name don’t wear it out,”
The chuckle I release should be her first clue.
Without warning I scoop her up and throw her on the bed, “remember Delta, you asked for this.” I drag her panties down her legs, fold them and slide them in my pocket.
I grab her ankles, dragging her to the edge of the bed, spreads her legs, drop to my knees and bury my face in her dripping core.
As soon as her flavor hits my tongue my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Fuck Delta,” I groan as I suck her clit into my mouth, I use my fingers to spread her pussy open while I make a meal of her.
I slip my tongue in her channel as my finger rubs her clit keeping her on the edge.
Her essence is dripping off my chin, I kiss her inner thighs, sucking on the sensitive flesh.
I slip a finger inside of her, and if she feels this good on my finger I can’t imagine how good she is going to feel wrapped around my dick.
“Delta, we gotta stop,” I tell her and she immediately stops thrashing on the bed popping up on her elbows to look down at me, “What? Why?”
“I don’t have any condoms,” I tell her pulling my finger free and popping it in my mouth, closing my eyes from the taste. “I’m sorry baby I shouldn’t have started this,” I tell her. I haven’t bought condoms, or thought to, in quite some time.
“I’ve seen your medical paperwork,”
“Hmm, well I haven’t seen yours,” I reply. Her startled laugh fills the room and I join her. “That’s fair, but I haven’t been with a man since I was married and I get regular checks, the most recent was a month ago and I am on birth control so if you trust me I think we’ll be fine.”
“I trust you Delta,” I stand, removing the rest of my cloths, and watching her eyes when my dick springs free.
“Trace,” she says and for the first time tonight I see a little apprehension in her face. I am not the biggest there is but I am far from small.
“I got you D, I would never hurt you. I will fit,” I begin rubbing the head of my dick through her pussy lips. “Has anyone ever told you, you have a pretty pussy?”
“No,”
“Hmm, well you do. And these lips, both sets, are so damn sexy, I love the feel of them sliding up and down my dick and unfortunately I don’t have the patience to see my dick disappear between these lips,” I rub my fingers across her lips.
“But once we take the edge off, I will. Your mouth, pussy, and ass belongs to me.”
“And your mouth, fingers and dick belongs to me,”
“Damn right they do!” I kiss her. “Forgive me.”
“For whaaaa!!!!!!” she scream moans as I push inside her to the hilt.
“Fucking hell,” my forehead drops to hers as I breathe.
It’s been a long time since I’ve fucked anyone, and her pussy is pure magic.
I pull back to the tip and push in again, “Let me in, D. Look at me, breathe, open her up and let me in.” She gives me her eyes, and we breathe together.
I push her back on the bed and climb on with her, put her legs on my shoulders, taking her mouth in a kiss as I fuck her.
I suck her nipples, she drags her nails down my back, I grab her hair, pulling on it, she grabs my throat squeezing it.
It should have been fast, seeing how long both of us have gone without having sex, it indeed was not a quickie.
Neither one of us wanted to let this feeling go, but all good things come to an end, and mine came when she used her muscles to massage my length internally.
The tingle hit the base of my spine so fast I damn near went cross eyed.
Not to be outdone, I place her feet on my chest, adjust my angle and push the final couple of inches inside her wet heat tapping her cervix.
The eye contract is back and I take her neck in my hand, using my thumb to cut off the flow of blood, she clamps down impossibly tighter around me.
“Cum Delta, come all over this dick,” I tell her releasing her neck as I angle up on the next thrust hitting her G spot and then her cervix and she screams, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her cum gushes and runs off my balls and I fall over the cliff right behind her.
My head drops down between her neck and shoulder giving her the perfect angle to bite my shoulder, and she does, prolonging my orgasm until I almost black out.
We lay there remembering how to breathe again before I carefully pull out of her, going to her ensuite and grab a wash cloth, running it under the warm water and coming back to clean her up.
She winces a bit when I clean her up and I gentle my movements finishing up and heading to the bathroom to wash myself up.
By the time I make it back to the bedroom she’s changed the sheets and fallen asleep, I climb in beside her pulling her in my arms. She snuggles up to me instantly kissing the base of my throat. “Regrets?” I ask.
“Not a one,” she replies instantly.
“I don’t know why you changed the sheets, I’m far from done with you and we’re only going to fuck these up too,” Her head jerks back at my words, eyes wide.
“Get some rest, D; you’re going to need it.”
I wake up and the room is quiet and dark, and I register the weight of her.
Delta is against me, my arm around her waist, her leg over mine, her hand resting on my forearm.
Nothing in me wants to move, I breathe in slow and steady.
I can’t remember the last time I woke up without being on alert or scanning a room.
She shifts in her sleep and pulls my arm closer around her. I don’t know if she is awake or dreaming, I take in the moment, her skin is warm against mine. Her breathing is steady, her hair is under my chin. This is peaceful in a way I haven’t felt in a long time.
My body should be reacting out of habit by now, heart racing, muscles tight, brain running through worst case scenarios, but none of that happens.
I don’t know if it’s because of her or because of tonight, or both, but I don’t question it.
I just take the win. I think about how fast this shifted.
I came here expecting to work and leave.
No attachments. No complications. Then she showed up in the middle of all of that and none of my plans held up.
I wanted her before I admitted it to myself and I want her even more now.
She moves again, slower this time, and settles right back on me.
Her hand tightens around my forearm for a second and then relaxes.
I study the ceiling until my vision adjusts.
My mind is quiet, not silent, just quiet.
For once the memories from deployment are not trying to crawl up the back of my skull.
They are in the distance, background noise; that only happens with Delta.
I should be thinking about consequences, after all she’s my boss, I am a patient in a therapy program, none of this is simple, and probably not very smart. I know every possible reason to keep space between us, I also know I would make the same choice all over again.
She shifts again, turning enough for her forehead to rest against my chest. Her breath moves across my skin.
I feel something settle in my chest that I can’t name and don’t want to name.
I haven’t earned this ease and I know it.
I also don’t want to let it go. Her phone vibrates once on the nightstand, she doesn’t move, just stays wrapped around me.
That tells me everything I need to know without either of us speaking.
I don’t rush the moment. I keep my arm around her and let myself relax into the mattress. There’s no fear, no pressure, no second-guessing. There’s just the two of us in a quiet room at the end of a long night that neither of us plans to forget.
Eventually I close my eyes again. I don’t think about what comes next. I don’t think about what anyone will say. I don’t think about whether this lasts or falls apart. I let her sleep against me and I rest with her. I’ve not had this in years and I am not taking a single second of it for granted.