Falling For You (Love In All Seasons 2)
“You are the sexiest woman alive.” And then he kissed me hard and deep, remembering how I liked it. His hands found my tits, and he squeezed them well and good.
His cock pushed between my legs, so hard and massive that I knew I would never be dry again. All I would need to do for the rest of my life was remember how hard he was right now, and my pussy would be wet.
“Fuck me,” I said, pulling his lips away. “Fuck me now.”
Without hesitation he pushed my back firmly against the wall, lifting me to waist level.
“You like that?” he asked, as he lowered me onto his cock.
I whimpered, biting my lip, clawing at his back. “It’s too big,” I murmured, dizzy.
“No, your pussy wants it, and I’m gonna give it to you.”
My arms wrapped around his neck as he guided me down his shaft. He was right: I did want it. I wanted him to fill me up in a way no cock ever had. Last night, I’d been scared sex like this would make me dissatisfied for the rest of my life, but now I didn’t care. Now I wanted to be ruined.
“Oh, yeah,” I moaned. “Fuck me, baby.”
He looked in my eyes as he rocked me up and down, his strong arms holding me against the wall in a position I’d never known I could manage—but right then, I felt like I could do anything. “I wanna make you come,” he said.
“I’m so close,” I screamed, running my fingers through his hair. Then I grabbed hold of his shoulders, and the walls of my pussy tightened, over and over and over again as the orgasms rolled through.
“Fuck yeah,” he moaned, as we came together.
My eyes were hot with tears as my ideas of sex and myself were demolished.
I was capable of getting what I needed.
He set me down, and I looked at him dreamily, my state of ecstasy reached. I pulled my robe back on while he watched.
“You are fucking insane,” he breathed. “That was so hot.”
I took a few deep breaths as I cinched my robe tighter against my body. It was time to go. If I stayed I would become a slave to his body.
And all I wanted right now was to claim myself as my own. I had a power within me I had never harnessed. I was ready to see where else it could take me.
A shadow crossed his face as I reached for the doorknob.
“Don’t leave.”
“I got exactly what I came for,” I said, putting my hand on the doorknob.
“Tell me your name. Where you live. So we can do this again.”
“Hmmm,” I teased. Looking in his sincere eyes, I reconsidered my stance. Maybe I could be in charge of my own sexuality and save some room for his cock, too. “How about you leave your name and number in an envelope at the front desk? If I feel like it, maybe before I leave I’ll take it with me. But I have a feeling this was a one-time only thing.”
I walked away, with him shaking his head—walked away from his perfectly dimpled ass, his perfectly delicious body.
Knowing I’d never forget this perfectly decadent escape.The next morning, I sat with my friends on the ferry ride home, taking in the gorgeous views of the waves crashing around us. An eagle soared overhead and I watched as he dipped to the water’s surface.
Then with a fish in his mouth, he flew up fast, and took flight with his spoils. He got what he wanted.
I smiled.
“What are you so happy about?” Callie asked. A serene softness, one she rarely showed, seemed to cover her.
“I just had an amazing weekend,” I said, keeping my story clean of the details I wanted to hold close.
“Oh, good,” Willow said, pulling her beanie over her ears. “I kind of thought you might be annoyed that Callie and I were MIA so much.” Her cheeks were full of color, and I thought the hikes were probably just what she needed—a chance to get fresh air and a change of scenery.
“So, do you have anything on tap for this week?” Callie asked.
“Actually, I think I’m going to go for it with Kyle, and ask him out,” I said. “Enough talking, I should just ask for what I want.”
“Whoa, what happened to Courtney?” Willow asked, shocked. “I mean, that’s awesome, but a little wild, coming from you.”
“I guess this place made me wild and true, true to myself,” I said, laughing with my friends.
My hand reached inside my pocket, and I felt the white envelope I’d stuffed inside earlier that morning, after the front desk clerk had given it to me.
If Kyle didn’t work out, I always had a back-up. But I was guessing I wouldn’t need it. I was ready to take what I wanted.