“Yes, we will,” I said. I shook my head, laughing. “I can’t believe that you guys had that dumb bet about who was going to sleep with me.”
Cole started to laugh, too. “Oh yeah, that. It seriously seems like a lifetime ago, even though I know it wasn’t that long. It’s weird, though—it feels like I’ve known you a lot longer than just this summer.”
“I know,” I said. “I feel that way, too.”
“I guess that just means that you were meant to be in my life.”
“I was just thinking the same thing,” I replied with a smile.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Cole
“So you’ll be going out for a ride?” my father asked.
He and my mother were about to leave with Declan to head for the playground and then ice cream.
“Yeah,” I said. “It’s a good day for a ride. I probably won’t go too far.”
“Take your time,” he said. “If we get back before you, we’ll just hang out. Enjoy yourself.”
I gave Declan and my mother a hug before they left, then I stood there in the driveway and waved as they drove off.
I went into my room to change into my kit, but I happened to look out the window as I was pulling my T-shirt off. And there was Allie, stretched out in the backyard on a lounge chair, wearing a bikini. A rather modest one, but she looked hot as hell in it, those long, tan legs of hers, her toned torso, and smooth skin all gleaming with suntan lotion. I felt myself get hard just standing there, and I left my cycling kit on the bed and went over to her yard.
“Hey,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, though all I really wanted to do was jump on top of her. She sat up, a smile on her face.
“Hey, you,” she said. “How’s it going? Pull up a chair; I’m just being a lazy bum.”
“Well, you look damn fine doing it.”
I didn’t pull up a chair, though; instead, I went over and sat next to her on her chaise lounge.
We started to kiss, her lips pressed firmly against mine. I opened my mouth, and let my tongue slip into her mouth. Her skin was so warm underneath my fingertips as I ran my hand down her back, feeling her the hard knobs of her spine. I brought that hand around and pushed back one of the triangles of her bathing suit, squeezing her breast. She groaned softly and kissed me harder, her hands going down to my lap. She started stroking me through my shorts, and then she was unbuttoning them and pulling my cock out. The lounge chair was too narrow for us to both fit on it, so we moved to the grass, which was warm and a little coarse but made me feel like we were doing something primal, exotic, even. I was in high school the last time I’d had sex outside.
She lay on her back and I scooted down, sliding the bottom of her bathing suit down those long legs of hers. Once it was off, I positioned myself between her thighs, pushing them apart. I kept my hands on the tops of her thighs as I leaned down and took a long, slow taste. She inhaled sharply.
“Should we be doing this right here?” she asked. “Should we... should we go inside?”
“It’s fine,” I said as I licked her, already feeling my face slick with her juices. Her whole body quivered. I ran my tongue in slow circles over her clit, at the same time slipping a finger inside of her, and she squirmed underneath me, her breathing fast, her pussy muscles clenching around my finger.
I could tell she was close to coming, the way she was arching her back, fingers clutching at clumps of grass, her eyes squeezed shut. I curled my finger that was inside of her, like I was beckoning someone to come toward me, and felt that slightly rough patch of skin right behind her pubic bone. I pressed down on it, and she started whimpering like a trapped animal. She was so wet now I was easily able to slip another finger inside of her, while I kept my mouth against her. I looked up and the sun was cascading down on us, bathing her in this almost otherworldly sort of light, and she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. And I was making her feel better than she ever had before; I knew this without her having to tell me.
She let out an anguished-sounding cry when she came, her whole body contracting, her thighs squeezing around my head; any harder, she could’ve broken my neck.
“Oh my God,”
she kept saying, letting her legs splay apart again. I wiped my face off on the back of my arm and watched as her chest heaved up and down. “That was the most incredible thing I have ever felt. Holy shit. I didn’t even know that my body was capable of feeling anything remotely close to that...” Her eyes had a cloudy look in them, and there was a deeply contented smile on her face. She sat up, slowly. “Go lie down on the lounge chair,” she said.
I got up and let my shorts fall down around my ankles. I stepped out of them and laid back on the lounge chair. Allie stood and then came over to me. My cock was rock-hard, and the only thing I wanted was to get it up in her. Luckily, she obliged. She straddled me, slowly lowering herself down. She was so wet. I closed my eyes, and my hands went to her hips as she sat all the way down on me. She had her feet on the ground on either side of me, and this gave her a different type of leverage than the last time we’d done it and she’d been on top. She moved her hips forward and back and around in circles, leaning way back though, stretching my cock downward. I tried to take deep, measured breaths and not blow my load then and there.
And then she’d stop doing that and she’d lift her ass up, as though she was going to get off of me, my cock sliding out almost all the way, just the head still inside of her. She balanced there, not moving for what seemed an excruciatingly long time. But then she started to move up and down ever so slightly, not taking me in past the head. She fucked just the head of my cock, and I reached around and slapped her ass, hard enough to hurt my hand, hard enough to probably leave a mark.
“Fuck,” I growled, and right as I said this, she let her knees bend. and she dropped down, taking me all the way back in. I grabbed her hips again and held her still; luckily, she didn’t try to move, otherwise, it would’ve been done and over with right then and there.
“Just hold still a sec,” I said. “Easy there.”
“I don’t know if I can,” she said. “You feel so good. I feel like I’m about to come again. Is that even possible?”