“I k
now you were asleep. It’s alright. What were you dreaming about?”
“I don’t know someone held me down and I couldn’t move. I was trying to free my arms and swung them around. That must have been when I hit you. I can’t believe this.”
Chris placed his hand gently against my face as he looked at me in horror. I could tell that he had never hit a woman before. Not out of anger or even in an accident. He looked devastated.
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I looked up at Chris and his eyes looked sad.
“I’m fine. It’s alright,” I said as I grabbed his face.
His beard tickled under my fingers and I tugged on it as we kissed. His passion came to life and he lifted me onto the bed. We were both still naked, but he had a renewed level of energy. Even the disrupted sleep he had all night had given him enough of his energy back that he seemed like his old self. The power was back in his body and the light back in his eyes.
His arms wrapped around me and his eyes locked onto mine. I felt his intensity and wanted to feel him inside of me. I reached for his cock and let my hand bring him to life. I loved being naked with him, ever moment of it. Our chemistry was perfect together and it felt like home when we were next to each other. I let my hand move up and down his cock a couple times before Chris pulled my hands away.
He wasn’t about to let me be in charge, he pinned my arms above my head. His lips took one of my nipples into his mouth and I lost all control. The warmth of his mouth sent tingling sensations throughout my body. I had missed him so much. It had only been a few weeks, but the touch of his body and mine together was perfection. I wanted more. I needed more. I needed Chris to be with me every night. I didn’t want to be apart from him again.
I wiggled my hands free from his hold and moved them to explore his body. I wanted to feel his skin. I wanted to take it all in again.
“I’ve missed you,” I whispered as my hands moved through his hair. Chris didn’t respond. He grabbed my hands and pinned them back above my head. The intensity in his eyes showed me that he missed me too. His throbbing cock slid near me and he teased me by moving in closer and closer and then he pulled his hips away from me.
I moved my hips and searched for his cock. I pressed forward as I tried to meet up with him, but he prevented it. He wanted to control this situation and wasn’t about to give me the satisfaction that I desired so dearly. He moved close to me again and let the tip of his cock slide into me, I moaned with anticipation as I felt his bulge. He denied me again and pulled his cock away from me. He loved to deny me, it was a power he had and used with pleasure.
My eyes met his and I could see a smile under his rough beard. The edges of his eyes curled up in pleasure as he noted my desire had built more and more to have him inside me. We continued to look at each other as his cock slid into me ever so slightly. I wanted him all the way. I needed all of him inside of me, but I couldn’t show how much I desired him. I leaned up to kiss him, but he pulled back.
Then in one swift motion he slammed his cock deep inside of me. I let out a moan and closed my eyes as I took him in. It felt so good to have him fill me up. The girth of his body fit perfectly inside of mine. It was an intense feeling that I longed to have more of. I longed to have more of Chris.
“Open them,” Chris commanded.
I didn’t know what he meant at first, but then I opened my eyes and looked at him. That was what he wanted. He wanted me to look into his eyes as he moved inside of me. I didn’t feel comfortable with looking at him while he was inside of me. I felt awkward at first as I looked at him, but then a level of intimacy that I had not felt before rushed over me. He didn’t hold back as his hips thrust hard into me. I moaned and tried to get my arms free, but he wouldn’t allow it. I felt like I couldn’t keep looking at him and I tried to look away, but each time I did, he ordered me to open my eyes again.
“Look at me Katelyn,” Chris said in a seductively calm voice.
His voice felt like silk and I got wet with each word he spoke. His eyes looked at me with desire and I knew he wanted more than just a quick fuck in his bed. I felt more from him. I felt him there with me. He let go of my arms and I moved them to his back. I held onto him as our bodies moved in time with each other. Thrust after thrust I felt my body building up to an explosion. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the feeling.
Chris put his hand on my cheek gently. The same cheek that was now swelling up from his hand hitting it.
“Keep them open, I want to see your face when you cum,” he said.
His voice was firm and full of desire. I could tell that watching me cum was going to excite him a lot. I decided to just go with it. I pushed down my own insecurities and looked Chris right in the eyes. I held on tight to him as he thrust his body into mine. I bit my lip as the tingle of an orgasm started deep inside me. I moved my hips hard against his and wanted more. I wanted the eruption. I needed to feel the explosion and was going to keep my eyes fixated on Chris’ and let him watch my face when the moment happened.
Faster, harder, and our bodies finally met at just the right moment. He thrust into me and I let out a scream of desire. I used everything I had to keep my eyes opened and looking at his eyes. It made the orgasm so intense. I held on tight as he continued with a couple thrust and watched as my body shook with delight. I arched and moved against his body as the orgasm made its way through my body. More and more I wanted, so I kept moving my hips against him, Chris met my movements with his own thrusts and soon I had come as much as I thought was humanly possible.
I let go of his body and my arms collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion. I finally closed my eyes and felt his lips kiss mine and then moved to my cheek. Chris slid off of me and lay there; his fingers traced the curves of my body as I continued to feel the aftershock of orgasms flow through me. I tried to keep looking at him but my eyes were getting tired. I felt his arms wrapped around me and it was the safest I had felt in weeks. I started to drift off to sleep. This time, I was not concerned at all about Chris. My body was exhausted and needed sleep desperately.
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I don’t know how long I slept but when I woke up I went downstairs to find Chris making breakfast and all the other guys were gone. The house was very quiet, especially since the guys had left and it was only Chris and I. When I had first arrived I didn’t think it was a working bed and breakfast, but as I watched Chris in the kitchen I thought that perhaps it was an operating business. The feeling that we were lovers on a secluded vacation to this old bed and breakfast was wonderful. I smiled as I took in the scene of Chris cooking and the beautiful summer day through the windows.
“Good morning, beautiful,” Chris said as he flipped pancakes.
He had on only a pair of jeans and they fit every muscular curve he had. I could stand and look at the muscles of his stomach forever. He didn’t have a six-pack; instead it was more like an eight-pack. Each group of muscles genetically perfect and like they had been drawn onto his body by an artist.
“Morning Chris,” I said as I sat at the table.
I continued to watch him work the kitchen like he knew exactly what he was doing. It was sexy as hell to see a man who knew his way around the kitchen. His hands worked quickly from one task to the next as he mixed the pancake batter, cut up strawberries and poured orange juice. He was certainly very good with his hands that I knew from experience.