CHAPTER TWELVE
“So I get that you’re feeling good about the date, but you seem...a little more than that,” Gabe said as they pulled back onto Sadie’s street.
Besides talking about the VR experience, she hadn’t said anything.
“I am...enchanted,” she replied. “Seduced. I am seduced, Gabe. You have seduced me completely. And I am basking in that feeling. It’s like...
I’m not sure how to describe it. Hearing music after not hearing it for a decade.
It’s a magical, intense feeling and I am reveling in it and I am quite aroused. ”
“Oh. Great,” he replied.
“So are you,” she murmured, glancing over and down at his lap, where his erection strained obviously against his pants.
“Yes. Yes, I am,” he agreed, pulling into her driveway.
They got out and hurried back into her house.
This was it. Something that had been building for months now. It felt like years, to be honest. He could feel his sexual excitement humming in him like a good drug, bubbling through his veins with a warmth and vitality that was building slowly.
Only as they came into the house and she locked the door behind them, it wasn’t so slow anymore.
They both looked at each other, each about to say something, but there was nothing that needed to be said. Instead, they kicked their shoes off and almost raced each other back to her bedroom. Sadie could still move pretty fast when she wanted to.
He followed her into her bedroom and saw no details but the queen size bed.
As soon as they were inside, Sadie grabbed him and kissed him firmly on the mouth.
He wrapped his arms around her, his heart thundering and lust and raw desire pulsing through his body as he held her and kissed her.
She moaned, and then moaned again, louder, as he tilted his head and deepened the kiss.
For a timeless moment they were lost together in that kiss, which lengthened as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. She eagerly thrust her own forward, wrapping and twisting and twining it with his, dancing the wonderful dance of shared lust as he tasted her.
Then they were coming apart again, shirts and pants and everything hastily being tossed from their bodies. Gabe was enthralled by her as she shed her clothes, her bra coming off and those wonderful tits of hers becoming free. And then her panties coming down…
She did have a wonderfully fat ass, he saw as she made for the bed hastily, tugging him along. And her hips were so wonderfully broad, her thighs so pleasantly padded.
What made him happiest was that her anxiety about herself, about her body and her age, seemed to have evaporated utterly. She had no more reservations as they climbed naked into bed and resumed kissing.
Their hands went wandering, exploring. Her skin was hot and soft, her breast even more so in his grasp, her nipple hard against his palm as she shoved her tongue into his mouth.
He could feel her own hands touching him, across his arm, his chest, down lower.
She wrapped her fingers around his erection and began to massage it gently.
His own hand found its way from her breast down to her hip, her thigh, and then between them, gently parting them. Now he drifted his fingertips across her bare pussy, making her gasp and shudder. Her hair was trimmed again, though not down to stubble this time. It was very soft.
After a moment of gently caressing her vagina with his fingers, he slipped one between her lips and touched her clit.
She was indeed very wet.
She let out a surprised moan, breaking the kiss, though not for long. Sadie resumed kissing him with a vengeance as he began rubbing her clit. She fought for control as he pleasured her, making out with him intensely.
When he slipped a finger inside of her (holy fuck was she wet), she lost the battle and fell back against the pillow, crying out.
“Oh fuck, Gabe,” she gasped, panting heavily now. “That’s...mmm...oh my…”
He laughed softly, kissed her once more on the mouth, then shifted lower and licked across one of her light tan breasts. She let out a much louder, longer moan of bliss as he began fingering her and sucking on her nipple.
Half-formed, incoherent words came out of her for the next several moments as he pleasured her. She orgasmed twice and they were full-bodied ones that had her screaming. After the second one, he sensed she needed a breather and backed off.
Sadie laid there on her back, nude and sweaty, breasts swaying as she caught her breath, her eyes pressed closed firmly, for several more moments.
“Gabe,” she whispered.
“Yeah,” was all he replied.
After another moment, she opened her eyes, looked at him, then wordlessly sat up and shifted until she was down lower. He watched raptly as she grasped his erection and, maintaining eye contact with him, began licking it.
The pleasure was immediate and electric in its intensity.
Especially when she slipped his head between her lips and slowly took his cock into her mouth until it was hitting the back of her throat.
He soon found himself breathing heavily and then panting as she gave him head, her head bobbing up and down.
Slowly at first, but then faster, her lips slipping up over the tip again and again.
A stray thought hit him: here was absolute proof that he’d built up a lot more tolerance since meeting Ellen and beginning this whole insane series of relationships.
He would have popped off within fifteen seconds if this was even a month ago.
As it was, he was seriously struggling to keep from coming in her mouth. Sadie seemed to sense this, still maintaining that smoldering eye contact as she sucked him off, and she stopped.
“Will you fuck me now?” she whispered, her voice heavy and husky.
“Yes, what position?” he replied.
She got onto her back and spread her legs. Gabe eagerly got atop her, in between those wonderfully well-padded thighs. As he got up against her, resting his erection at her hot, wet entrance, he glanced up.
“You can come inside of me,” she said without hesitating. “I want you to.”
He nodded and penetrated her.
She exhaled sharply as he got his head inside of her, then began working his way into her, inch by inch. The pleasure was…
Incredible.
Gabe groaned as he finished getting inside of her, finding her so very slick and hot.
She clenched around his rigid length once he was all the way inside of her.
He locked eyes with her, putting his hands on either side of her head and holding himself above her.
For a moment they stayed like that, staring at each other, an expression of almost shock on Sadie’s face.
He remembered her saying that she hadn’t done anything sexual or intimate since her divorce, seven years ago, and before that she’d just been with her husband for a few decades.
This had to be so intense for her.
And then he began to make love with her.
The pleasure rocketed and they both let out loud sounds of bliss. He started slow but soon found himself stroking smoothly and quickly into her.
“Gabe...Gabe…” she moaned, then cried out as he pushed deeper into her.
He moaned her name in response and leaned down to kiss her. She grasped him, almost like she was afraid he would leave, and then wrapped her legs around his midsection.
It was a true and genuine struggle not to come immediately as she did that, and all of his sexual tolerance seemed to melt before the thermonuclear power that was Sadie.
He could sense tremendous, almost unthinkable need and want in her as he fucked her.
Could sense a release in her, nothing so simple and surface level as an orgasm (one was coming, he could tell that), but something much deeper, much more primal.
A release of tension, of loneliness, of desperate craving, sexual and emotional and more.
He wasn’t sure how long they went at it, him pounding into her mattress as she alternated between kissing him with a furious passion and screaming her bliss, but at some point something changed.
When she pulled back from kissing this time, her expression was different, hesitant, awkward, almost embarrassed.
“Gabe...I want to ask you for something,” she panted.
“Ask,” he replied.
“I…” She swallowed, then moaned once more. “I…”
“Please, Sadie, ask me. Trust me.”
“I do. I just...will you tell me that you love me, even if it isn’t true? Please?” she whispered, and he saw tears welling in her eyes.
“I love you, Sadie.”
She gasped and then let out a loud, long cry of utter rapturous release as she began to orgasm. It didn’t simply make her shudder and twitch, she thrashed like a woman possessed. He held her tightly, whispering that he loved her in her ear again and again, and then he let loose.
His own orgasm bloomed into existence and dear lord was it incredible.
It burst in his body like thunder that cracked the horizon. It flared like a supernova in the dark eternal night. He could feel his cock kicking hard, furiously, inside of her as he loosed his seed into her. It was pure perfect paradise. Bliss and rapture and release.
They were locked together in their sexual union, being tossed about a tempest sea of lust and need and hope and release, charting it together in blinding flashes of bliss.
It felt eternal.
But it did end, eventually.
Gabe washed back up on the shores of awareness out of the pink sea of sexual ecstasy on top of her, his forehead resting against her own, staring into her eyes. They were both not just slicked with sweat but drenched in it, panting, gasping for breath.
He kissed her, this kiss slower, more sensual, and she returned it gratefully.
Their moment together felt long and wonderful, but eventually reality made itself known and she gently pushed at him. He took the meaning, pulling out of her carefully, his cock incredibly sensitive right now, and rolled off of her onto his back beside her.
“Sorry,” she whispered, “I just...need to breathe.”
“Me too,” he replied. “Oh my God.”
Neither of them spoke for another moment longer, getting their breaths back. At some point, he took her hand and she happily laced their fingers together.
“That was the best sex of my life,” Sadie whispered eventually.
“Top five for me,” he murmured.
“Really?” she asked, looking over at him.
“Uh, yeah. Maybe even top three. Dear fucking God that was incredible.”
“I didn’t know sex could be that good,” she murmured, still sounding dazed. “Or maybe it used to be that good when I was younger, but I don’t really think so, or maybe I was just doing it wrong, or with the wrong person...I’m babbling…”
He laughed softly. “It’s fine, Sadie.”
“Oh,” she murmured, raising her head. “Oh my lord, Gabe. There’s so much,” she whispered, sounding almost fascinated as she looked down at herself.
“Um...yeah,” he replied, looking as well.
He could see a lot of his seed leaking out of her.
“We should shower.”
“We should,” he agreed.
“Will you...carry me? I mean, I don’t need you to, but I’d like you to.”
“Yes, Sadie,” he replied, and got to his feet.
It took a moment to make sure he was steady, because his legs wobbled a little from the intensity of that sex, (and probably that orgasm), but he got her scooped up in his arms and carried her to her bathroom.
She reached out and got the shower going and, once it was warm, he set her back on her feet and joined her.
For another moment, silence passed between them as she grabbed the showerhead and began to clean herself off.
“Um...I’m sorry,” Sadie said after finishing and putting it back. She sounded closer to herself now, or at least more in control.
“What could you possibly be sorry about in all that?” he asked.
Fuck, his head was buzzing almost like he was high.
“What I asked for, there at the end, it was...not appropriate.”
“Sadie,” he said, and hugged her. “It was a request, and I granted it. And it wasn’t even like I was lying.”
“You…” She looked up at him, a little startled. “You love me?”
“Yes. As a very close friend and as a very beautiful woman I was making love with.” She kept staring at him, like she needed more, so he kept going.
“I’m coming to learn about the different kinds of love.
Saying I love you doesn’t automatically mean we’re in a deep, committed relationship, Sadie.
I do love you, just not the same way as I love Ellen and Holly and the others.
You are my friend, and you are my lover... and my landlady.”
She laughed then, then shook her head, still holding onto him. “You are a really amazing man, Gabe.”
“Apparently.”
“No, you are. You really are. And I...love you, too. I love you as a friend, and as a lover, and just...as a person who has treated me so well, and given me something I was missing, something I desperately needed, something I can’t even really articulate.
This...connection that we have, it’s incredible.
And today made me really realize it.” She hesitated a little. “This...um…”
“I know this doesn’t change what you said earlier, about the kind of relationship you wanted or were comfortable with.
Don’t worry, Sadie. I’m not expecting you to move in with me or something.
This is great. And I think we can just...
explore it together. See where it goes, what happens.
Continue testing these waters and seeing what there is to see together. ”
“...I do really love you,” she whispered, and rested her head against his chest again.
“I love you too, Sadie,” he murmured, kissing the top of her head and holding her in the shower.