Chapter 9
Way
I sent Drew a text letting him know that he and Carrie were welcome to stay at my hotel. I got no response. I know Drew, and that’s not a good sign. But he’ll have to face me one way or another.
Nita said that he called her and told her that he knew about us. I’m sure he tried to talk her out of pursuing what’s going on between Nita and me. She didn’t listen, obviously, but Nita loves her parents. If they keep on this track, eventually it’s going to wear on her.
“Are you thinking about tomorrow?” Nita asks.
“Not tomorrow specifically,” I tell her. “More about the fact that I hate putting you in the middle.”
“I’m not in the middle,” she tells me.
I raise a brow at her.
“Fine, I’m in the middle. But I know that you didn’t put me there. It’s just the way things are. Can we go out on the waves in the morning?”
“You want to go surfing? Are you worried your mom will forbid it?”
She smirks at me. “No. I’m worried you’re going to choose Dad over me, and it might be our last time on the waves with you.”
I release a breath. “First of all, I won’t stop teaching you how to surf. No matter what happens between us, I’ll keep teaching you. I want to make sure you’re safe and learn the right way to ride waves.”
“I don’t like that answer,” she whispers.
I pull her close and wrap my arms around her. “I won’t choose your father over you. But I know that you’ll resent me if you choose me over your father.”
She presses her cheek against my chest. She inhales as if she’s breathing me in. “Just give them time. I’m willing to give this time.”
“I’ll give you all the time you need,” I tell her.
“Then I don’t want to go surfing in the morning. I want to sleep in. With you.”
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As much as I tried to wear us both out last night, it didn’t work. I woke up at 5AM California time, which is only 2AM here. Nita was asleep, so I tried to get some work done. After an hour, I couldn’t keep away from her. I curled up next to her and eventually fell asleep.
And I have the best dream. Nita and I are on the sand at the beach. She’s sliding her mouth up and down my bare cock as it juts out from my board shorts.
When I blink my eyes open and look down, I realize that it wasn’t a dream. Nita’s between my legs. I can’t see her because she’s beneath the sheet, but I can see the bobbing movement of her as she moves up and down on my cock.
“Nita,” I grit out as I look at the window. The sun is fully up. I glance over at the clock. It’s after nine in the morning local time. I never sleep this late.
Yanking the sheets aside, I toss them onto the floor. If Nita’s going to suck my cock, I want to see it. As soon as the sheet is gone, her gaze locks with mine. There’s mischief in her eyes.
Her tongue slides from side to side as she pulls back. She keeps going until only my crown is in her mouth. I thrust my hips upward. She takes the hint and slides her mouth back down.
“Look at that mouth,” I groan. “I fucking love being inside you.”
She hums in response.
“I was thinking about fucking you. Filling you up so that you remember how good it is between us.”
Something glimmers in her eyes, something like satisfaction, like that’s the same reason she’s waking me up with her mouth on my dick.
Reaching down, I slide my fingers into her hair. I hold her still as I press upward, as I fill her mouth. As I glide over her tongue until she gags. Then I try to pull back, but Nita follows me. She gags herself a second time, making my eyes roll back a little. She knows what that does to me.
Nita cups my balls and presses a finger behind them. I arch and moan at how good that feels coupled with the suction of her mouth. My hips lift off the bed helplessly as I chase my orgasm.
She’s more than I can resist. I admit that I didn’t try very hard, but I didn’t want to. I want Nita. When I grit out her name, she doubles down. Her head bobs fast and hard. She presses my shaft to the roof of her mouth, which has my dick curving as it moves through her mouth.
There’s suction, there’s wet heat, there’s friction. Then she circles her fingers behind my balls. I arch off the bed as I give her a warning.
“Nita, if you don’t want a throat full of cum…”
That’s all I get out because she doesn’t back off. She sucks harder, and that yanks me past the point of no return. My balls pulse up as I come down her throat. Over and over and over. And she keeps sucking, keeps swallowing until I have to pull away.
I fall back onto the mattress, panting. Nita slides up until her naked chest is pressed against mine. I grab both cheeks of her ass and pull her tighter against me.
“Why don’t you climb on up and sit on my face?” I ask her. “I’ll make you come with my mouth like you made me come with yours.”
Her smile says yes, but then her phone rings. She bites her lip, looking away as she reaches for it.