In one hard thrust, Kent fills me up, hitting the back wall. I can feel him in my stomach, and it sends a jolt of electricity down my legs and through my toes. He grips my hips and pulls me closer as he pulls out and slams back in.
My toes curl as he penetrates me harder and faster, his own need and urge overpowering his desire to make me beg him to take me. I can see it in his eyes and feel it in his hands; he can't stop himself.
My fingers rake down his back as I wrap my legs around his waist. I've never had sex this good. He's not afraid of my pussy, and he knows exactly what to do with it. It's a damn turn on and it's refreshing to not feel like I need to give him directions.
Kent pistons his hips, and the orgasm grows in my core. My pussy is pulsing, squeezing around his cock as he pumps in and out. Each thrust in, he grunts, and the tips of his fingers dig deeper into the flesh of my ass.
My moans are getting louder the closer I get to my orgasm, and it seems to drive him wilder. The sounds are making him go harder, faster, and with more power in each thrust.
I dig my nails into his back as the orgasm sweeps through my body, forcing my mouth to open and a guttural moan to explode from my throat. My entire body is hit with a tremble so fierce I can feel it in my bones.
Kent's body stiffens as he comes, and his entire body goes limp as he falls on top of me. We're both breathing heavily, our chests rising and falling together.
He lifts his head and settles on his forearms, looking me in the eyes. “You're so beautiful,” he says, softly brushing my hair across my forehead.
“Stop,” I answer shyly and look away. My cheeks blush and my skin is warm.
“I mean it.” Kent pushes himself up, pulling the condom off and dropping it into the trash. “You're gorgeous.” He bends down and grabs his clothes, bundling them under his arm.
Slipping off the counter, I gather my clothes and start to fix them to put them on. “Thanks,” I say, a hint of doubt in my voice. Untwisting my panties, I start to slip one leg in.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“I'm getting dressed.”
“Why?” He's standing proudly, his naked form breathtaking.
“I don't know, I figured I should go home.”
“You don't have to go yet. Why can’t you stay?”
“Kent, look,” I say, standing up straight and holding out my hand. “I don't usually do this. I'm not a girl who sleeps around, or messes with my father's friends. We shouldn't be doing this, and I don't want this to get awkward or weird. I also don't want to lose my job.”
“Perri, I'm a grown man, not a boy. I don't play games, that's not what you get with me. We're having fun, and for now, it's all right for us to do that. You are having fun, right?”
“Well, yeah, of course I'm having fun. But that's not the point—”
“That's always the point,” he says, cutting me off. “Life's too short to live two heartbeats ahead.”
Kent balls up his clothes and adjusts them under his arm. Turning, he walks away, and I watch his ass as he goes into the bathroom.
The sound of the water for the tub goes on. “You coming?” he asks, poking his head out the door.
“What?”
“You coming?” he asks again, giving me a soft smile.
Letting out a slow breath, I let my eyes connect with his.
He winks and nods his head for me to come into the bathroom.
I know I should say no. I should thank him and leave it at that. Remind him that I’m a phone call away if there are any problems with the house. This has already gone far enough. He's banged me twice, although still my body feels like it needs more.
I can feel him burrowing his way into my chest, wrapping his hands around my bones and claiming me as his.
Go home, Perri! Go home!
And as my brain tries to force me to do the right thing, my body swiftly comes in and slaps it away.
My feet lead me to the bathroom, where Kent is filling the jacuzzi bathtub. Steam is rolling up out of the water as he looks back at me from over his shoulder.
“Now I know where I stand with you,” he says.
“What do you mean?”
“You're seeing what's right in front of you. Just like I've been seeing it for a while now.”
His words strike me. They hit my chest and stop my heart.
Kent's noticed me, and yet, he never saw me looking.
Who knew we've been seeing the same thing in silence?
We've been seeing each other.
6
Kent
She's so beautiful.
I lay on my arm as I watch her sleep. She scrunches her nose as her brows twitch and her lips wriggle. The sun is breaking through the slats in the blinds, creating a glowing strip across the side of her face.
It's been two weeks of this. Two perfect weeks of us living in blissful solitude. No one else around to tear apart this little life we built. It feels perfect. Natural. Like this is exactly where we both should be.
I come home and find her floating in the pool, her little bikini barely covering her at all. We eat dinner together, she makes me laugh and smile, and all I want is for this to be our forever.
There's so much life in her eyes. It's refreshing, her youthful glow and innocent outlook on the world. I haven't been this happy in years.
Dancing the very tips of my fingers across her cheek, I barely touch her, but I know she feels me. Her eyes flicker behind closed lids, and her face crinkles. She brushes her hand across her cheek like she's being tickled with a feather, trying to wipe it away.
Perri makes a few muffled noises, nuzzling her head deeper into the pillow as she rolls onto her back. I can watch her all day like this. She looks so perfect, like an angel.
She blinks her eyes open, and smiles. It's a gorgeous smile, and it makes my heart hammer inside my chest. Smiling back, I let my fingers touch her now, running them through her hair.
“Good morning,” I say, continuing to play with her hair. Spinning a lock around my finger loosely, I let it slip free.
“Good morning,” she answers with a sleepy yawn as her body stretches.
“Did you sleep well?” I ask.
Perri nods and reaches her arms up over her head. “This bed is pretty damn comfortable.” The blankets shift, exposing her chest.
Resting my hand on her stomach, I swirl a finger around her bellybutton, and tickle it up her ribs. Goosebumps spread across her skin and she giggles. That damn giggle. It fills my ears and makes my dick twitch.
Her nipples bead as I keep running the tip of my finger around her chest, from one side to the other. Arching her back, she guides her tit to my finger. Pinching her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I twist it softly then move to the next.
“Mm,” she moans as her eyes drift to mine and she bites her bottom lip. “You're bad,” she says, her lids lowering as she rolls her body to face me.
“I won't apologize for enjoying something so beautiful.” Wrapping my arm around her side, I pull her up onto my lap.
Her hair sweeps across my face as her legs spread over my waist. Her bare pussy pushes against my lower stomach and I grab her hips and pull her down.
“Is this breakfast?” she asks, rocking her hips. “Because I am a little hungry.”
Grunting, I throw my hands around her shoulders and yank her down. I kiss her hard and deep, driving my hands into her hair. She rocks against my stomach, and her nipples scrape my chest.
I can feel how wet she is as she rubs her slit against my skin. My cock is thick and hard, and all I want is to be inside her. This girl makes me feel alive. I can feel my muscles as they turn rigid and my heart as it speeds up.
Perri pulls away, pushing up on my chest. She grins down at me as she reaches back and takes my cock in her hand. Lifting her hips, she positions herself over the tip and slowly lowers herself down. I watch as my shaft disappears inside her, and man, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Cl
osing my eyes, my head drops back as I feel the warmth of her body and the silkiness of her arousal. Perri stills, her eyes finding mine as her body adjusts around me. She presses open palms against my chest and begins to rock.
She lifts up and drops back down, her tits bouncing as she rides my dick hard. Her nails dig into my chest, piercing me as she moans. Faster and faster she rides me, using my shoulders for leverage, taking what she wants from me. And I let her. I can’t take my eyes off her as she uses me for her pleasure.
“Mm,” she coos as her eyes shut and her head falls back.
Jerking my hips up, I meet her pace, making sure to hit her so hard she feels me in her stomach. “Damn, Perri, I'm going to come,” I growl as I hold her hips tighter.
She grinds down, falling forward as a shiver scales her body. I hold her against my chest, frantically thrusting up into her until I there’s nothing in the world except my dick and her pussy milking me toward an intense orgasm. My balls firm as my dick jerks. The world around me fades away and all that’s left is her. Her sweet face, her innocent eyes, her heart shaped lips and rosy cheeks. That's all I need, just those gorgeous eyes and plump lips to send me over the edge.
My dick pulses, and hot cum spills from the tip, exploding inside her and filling her up. Every muscle in my body tightens as my skin buzzes and my lungs struggle to catch a breath.
Perri falls on my chest, her breathing ragged, her pulse pounding so hard I can feel her heartbeat into mine.
“Holy shit, Kent,” she says, lifting her face and snuggling it into the crook of my neck.
“Right, wow.” I tickle my fingers up and down her back, and just let this feeling sit for a moment.
There's no need to for us to jump out of bed, or rush to get our day going. This right here, this is what makes the memories, it's this moment that we'll look back on. Not the redundancy of life, but this, the small things, the things that make you smile and make you feel good.