Nights In Paradise

After I finish cleaning her up, I dry her off, fighting off the stabbing lust that keeps hitting me.     It’s enough just to hold her.  I don’t need more than that.

After I dry her off, I dress her in a soft dress that I found for her.  I don’t bother with shoes.  She’s not walking anyway.

I keep waiting for her hazel eyes to open.  To see those golden kaleidoscopes whirling in her irises.  Pulling me in even deeper under her spell.

I brush my lips across her temple, wishing she’d wake and yet hoping that she sleeps.  Hoping that she recovers soon so I can be with her the way my body’s wanted to since I first laid eyes on her beauty.

But she sleeps the sleep of the innocent and I don’t dare wake her.

When it’s time to leave, I call Johnny to hold the doors while I walk out, carrying her limp form.

“Is she alright?” he asks, worried.

“Yes.  I think she’s just really tired.”

He nods and helps me in the car, closing the door after me.  I adjust her on my lap.  I should put her in the seat and buckle her in but I don’t want to.  I want to hold her every second that I can.  I want to know that she’s safe.

That no one will ever take her away from me.

I board the small plane and listen to the engines rev.  I hold her closer.  The stewardess walks up to me.

“Sir.  I need both of you buckled in for takeoff.”

“I’ve got her,” I growl, not surprised when she flinches.  But she nods and walks away.

I lean back in my seat and let my eyes drift close, my arms locked around her still form.  I fall asleep with my angel in my arms right where she belongs for all time.

Hours later I open my eyes because something feels wrong.  I hear a whimper and my eyes fly open.  Aspen is crying in her sleep.  My heart rips in two and I feel my breath stop.

“Aspen, honey?  Please wake up.  You’re alright.  I’ve got you.”  Her golden eyes open wide and then she shudders.

She leaps up and wraps her arms around me so tight that I can’t breathe but I don’t fucking care.  Whatever she needs.

I run my hand through her hair and tangle it in the silky strands, feeling them clinging to me like a living thing.  She raises teary eyes to mine and whimpers.

“I dreamt you didn’t find me.  That I never saw you again.”

“That won’t happen.  Ever.  I swear to heaven that I will always find you.  No matter where you go or what happens.  You’re mine and I will never let anything happen to you.”

I lean down and touch my lips to hers, feeling that quick flash of hunger as her lips soften under mine.  Her mouth opens on a sigh and my tongue dives inside her silky walls, lashing at her teeth and wrapping around her tongue in a sensual tug of war.

She moans and clambers up my body, wrapping around me tightly, her ass resting on my lengthening cock.  My dick swells to almost an almost painful rigidity.  She grinds her ass down and I hold onto her waist, holding her in place.

“Not so fast, baby girl.  Not here.  Not for the first time.”

“I need you now,” she whispers and her fingers tangle in my hair pulling at it until the sting makes my breath catch.  Her lips glide down my throat and she nips delicately at my skin until I feel the fire building to an unearthly pleasure.  She rocks her hips into me and I can’t stop thrusting into her delicious warmth.  Her fingernails drag along my scalp and my self-control snaps.

“Dammit!  This is not what I wanted!” I grunt.  But I pull at her skirt, pushing it up and dragging her panties down.  With one hand I hold her slender body up and then settle her on my lap.

“No!” She scrambles off my lap and then tugs at my belt.  Her shaking fingers manage to rip it open and I groan when I feel her slender fingers slip inside my pants and boxers, wrapping around my hard length.

“Oh fuck!  What the hell are you doing, Aspen?”  My head slams back into the seat and she slides to the floor, licking her lips, her wide eyes locked on my straining rod.

“I need to taste you.  I thought about it so long.”  She leans over and her long curls brush my thighs.  Her little pink tongue darts out and slides along the mushroom head of my cock.   Diving into the slit and licking at my pre-cum, moaning and writhing on the floor where she’s kneeling.

I tangle my fingers in her hair and hold her head, waiting until her eyes meet mine, wide, unfocused and darkened with lust.  “You want this cock, baby girl?”

“Yes, please,” she breathily gasps.

“Then you let me take over.”  She nods and I pull her head down, watching with my heart pounding when her mouth slides down my pole and goes as deep as she can before she gags and struggles.

“Relax.  Let your throat relax.”  She nods and I feel her relax and I push her head down just a little further.  Gasping and gagging she struggles to consume as much of my length as she can.

“That’s my girl.  You look so pretty and filthy with my cock in your mouth, baby girl.”  She shivers and her tear-filled eyes lock on mine while I push her head up and down on my cock.  Her tongue teases the slit on my head and then slides down the underside, massaging the throbbing veins until I’m gasping for breath and can barely think.  My mind whirls and I feel the tingling in my spine that signals my own release.

I yank her head off and smile when she growls.  “The first time I come with you is not going to be in your mouth.  I want that tight little pussy.”

She stands and pulls off the dress, shivering in the cool cabin.  Goosebumps dance on her lightly tanned skin and I reach out a hand, unable to stop touching her.

“Beautiful.  Fuck, you’re so damn beautiful,” I growl.

I can’t stop and I yank her up and over my lap, holding her up.  “You go slow.  I want you to take the lead here, baby girl.  I don’t want to hurt you.”

She smiles and it’s like a radiant jewel.  “You’re not going to hurt me.”

But she lines herself up with me and then begins to slide down an inch at a time.  I hiss when I feel her tight walls close around my dick.  My eyes close and my hands clench on her hips.  Then I feel her tense.

“Dammit, I don’t want to hurt you!”  I start to pull off but she fights me, slamming down on me in one breathtaking move that makes tears spurt and a tiny shriek leave her swollen lips.

I lean down and drink in her soft moans and sighs, my lips gentle and slow.  Letting the ecstasy of being buried up to the root in her silky warmth surround me.  My hand glides down her hip and wedges itself between our bodies, finding her clit and rubbing it in tight little circles while I slowly, gently kiss her.  Feeling her relax into my hands.  Feeling her pleasure build back to meet mine.

She throws her head back and moans when I rub harder at her clit and then I reach down and lap at her coral nipples while she writhes under me.  My teeth clamp lightly on her diamond tips and she grabs at my shoulders while she begins to move, rotating her hips and then lifting slightly.  I can feel little tiny pulses firing up in her pussy but it’s not enough.  I want her wild and completely lost to the sensations when I finally come in her pussy.  Wet squelching sounds fill the silent cabin as her juices drip down my rod.

My hands wrap around her hips and I pull her up and down on my pole while she grinds down on me and then whimpers deep in her throat.  Her weighted eyes open and her pupils are huge seas of lust in her beautiful eyes.

“Yes,” she hisses and moves faster, harder, while I push her higher and harder.  Like two ships rocking on the sea we meet and retreat around each other while the waves of ecstasy start to pound into the rocky shores of our lovemaking.

“Yes!” she shrieks, her body bowed tight above me.