Chapter 6
CHEWIE
I was surprised when Taya judged me less for why I’d gone to prison than for saying “anyways,” even though she hopefully knew I was doing it to rile her up. What did surprise me was the look on her face when she realized she was older than me.
Since I didn’t know many details about her life, including how old her children were, I didn’t want to guess her age. It didn’t matter to me, though. Whether she was ten years older or only two, I had enjoyed spending time with her and didn’t want the night to end.
I couldn’t think of any other way to stop her reeling mind from potentially putting a stop to our time together than to pull her back into my lap. When I kissed her in the bookstore, it made me forget the world around us. I hoped it would do the same thing right now.
It did exactly what I wanted, except this time my mind wasn’t racing with questions about who the woman in front of me might be. Instead, it was filled with all the things I wanted to do to her, with her, and for her.
The little moan that she let out was encouraging. To my ears, it meant that she was just as into the kiss as I was.
By the time she finished moving around and settled her legs outside of mine, my cock was so hard that I was positive there would be a permanent imprint of my zipper down the length of it. I wanted nothing more than to . . .
Suddenly, she ripped off her shirt and tossed it aside, putting me at eye level with her chest. My brain went offline for a few long seconds as I stared in awe, not because she was wearing flashy lingerie or an eye-catching bra.
No, it was to wonder where she’d been hiding the most perfect breasts I’d ever had the pleasure of seeing.
As if of their own volition, my hands roamed up her sides and cupped them, running my thumbs over her nipples.
By the second pass, she was squirming in my lap again, and by the third, her head was thrown back, giving me a view of her throat that I couldn’t resist. I leaned forward to lick her from earlobe to collarbone and kept flicking her nipples as I nibbled my way back up along her jaw to find her lips again.
I needed to feel her skin, so when she rested her arms over my shoulders and threaded her hands through my hair, I wrapped my arms around her and worked to unhook her bra - a skill I had perfected in my teenage years.
Within just a few seconds, it was unhooked, so I slid my hands along her arms to pull the straps down until she shook it off to the side.
I couldn’t resist leaning forward to tug a rosy nipple into my mouth as my hand cupped the other one.
Taya moaned again and tugged on my hair to pull me even closer.
As she ground her clit down on my zipper, I was happily surprised to realize she was on the verge of orgasm - even with the majority of our clothes still on.
If that was the case, I could only imagine what I could do to her if she was naked, especially if I got to use my mouth and my hands and not just my cock.
I couldn’t resist the urge to do just that and scooted to the edge of the couch before I tucked an arm under her ass and used the other to help me stand. Taya squealed loudly and clutched at me, instinctively wrapping her legs around my waist so she didn’t fall.
I had to give her credit, though. Taya rolled with our change of position and leaned down to nibble at my neck as I hurried down the short hall to the bedroom.
Once inside, I bent forward and laid her down on the bed, but when I tried to stand up, her locked legs held me close.
I chuckled as I unhooked them from behind me and stood up, but all laughter was gone when I saw the heat in her eyes as she cupped her breasts and used her thumbs to tease her nipples.
“Fuck, that is a sight I’ll never forget,” I murmured as I tugged at the waistband of her leggings and peeled them down over her hips, taking her underwear with them and leaving her naked in front of me.
With her legs splayed apart, I took in the sight of her body, appreciating the dips and curves that made her so soft beneath my hands, before my eyes zoned in on the little slice of heaven between her thighs.
When I dropped to my knees beside the bed, Taya lifted her head and said, “What are you . . . Oh, you don’t have to . . . I mean . . .”
“I can’t look at the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen and not get a taste,” I said as I hooked my hands around her thighs and pulled her closer.
As soon as her ass was even with the edge of the bed, I slid my hand around and pressed her thighs out, spreading her wide in front of me before I leaned forward and flicked her clit with my tongue.
Taya gasped but lifted her hips as if offering me another taste, so I took it eagerly.
I teased and licked, flicking my tongue back and forth against her clit for a bit before I went back to teasing her.
Within just a few minutes, she was writhing on the bed in front of me, begging and ordering me to touch her, fuck her, do anything that might push her over the edge she was teetering on.
When I knew I couldn’t last much longer without being inside her, I thrust two fingers into her pussy as I pressed down on her lower belly.
When I found the spot just a few inches inside her, I pushed up with the pads of my fingers as I hummed against her clit.
Taya screamed as I rubbed her G-spot and kept screaming until she pulled my hair to get my mouth away from her.
As I stood up and unbuttoned my pants, Taya panted to catch her breath with her eyes closed in bliss as her hands roamed up and down her body, occasionally cupping her breasts before moving down again.
As soon as my cock was free, I pulled a condom out of my pocket, thanking myself for having the forethought to bring a few.
There was no way in hell I was going to limit myself to only enjoying her once. If the snow kept coming down the way it had been when I walked over to my cabin, we’d be here for a while and might have to get creative with the birth control situation. At least I was covered for tonight.
Once I rolled the condom on, I leaned down over Taya and gave her another kiss. Just like the ones before, this one took my breath away, especially when she rested her hands on the side of my neck before she ran them down my chest and then around my waist to pull me closer.
I sank down onto one elbow and used my free hand to line my cock up with her entrance before I slowly sank into her body.
Taya’s eyes flew open with alarm before the head had even breached her and then gasped as her body stretched to fit around my cock.
Once I was fully seated inside her, I pressed against her clit with my thumb and held myself still to give her time to adjust.
Within just a few seconds, she started moving, first hesitantly, but then with more purpose, using what little space there was between our bodies to create the friction she needed to start moaning again.
Once I was sure she was ready, I slowly pulled back a few inches and then pushed my hips to thrust fully into her again.
When I did it again, she murmured, “Just like that. Oh God, just like that.”
Usually, I couldn’t stand being told what to do, but in this instance, I took her instructions to heart and kept up the slow retreat and hard thrust repeatedly until Taya screamed as her orgasm took her flying.
As much as I wanted to prolong this, hopefully wringing at least one more orgasm from her, I couldn’t stop myself, pulling out almost all the way and thrusting deep over and over.
By the time I felt the heat curl up in my abdomen as my balls started to tighten, Taya was screaming again, her voice hoarse and breathless as her pussy squeezed my cock like a vice.
I emptied myself in the condom and collapsed on top of her, barely able to hold up my weight, as my cock throbbed, the occasional spasms drawing even more from me until I wasn’t sure I could take any more.
I finally pulled out and threw myself onto the mattress beside her, out of breath and sweating from my exertions. I wondered how I could feel so exhilarated and exhausted at the same time.
I knew I should say something, even though I wasn’t sure I could form a coherent sentence, but just as I opened my mouth to ask her if she was okay, I heard a soft snore.
I lifted my head and looked down only to find her completely relaxed with one arm down beside her and the other bent above her head.
I was still smiling when I came out of the bathroom and had to resist laughing out loud when I saw that she was in the same position, although her snores were louder now as she steadily breathed in and out.
I knew that the crew here stocked each cabin the same way, so I walked out into the hall and opened the closet. I pulled out one of the extra blankets and then went to check the fire. Once I had it stoked and the box filled with wood, I turned off the lights and went back into the bedroom.
I didn’t want to wake her, so I gently crawled up next to her, glad the bed was almost wide enough for me. Once we were covered, I pulled Taya into my arms and closed my eyes.
My last thought as sleep pulled me under was that I hadn’t felt this content or comfortable in a long time. Maybe even never.
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TAYA
Somewhere on the edge of my consciousness, I heard an annoying sound. I hoped that if I ignored it long enough, it would stop. I had been sleeping better than I had in ages and was so warm and toasty that I didn’t even want to consider moving.
When the mattress shifted, I woke up but felt sleep pulling me under again until I heard a man’s voice speaking quietly in the other room. At first, I thought it was Blaine talking to Jade downstairs, but then I remembered that I wasn’t at home.
That voice belonged to Chewie, the reason I was so warm and toasty and sleeping in a haze of orgasmic bliss.