Off Chance (Off 5)

"Want me to take you the rest of the way?" I ask.

"God, yes," she says and I gently pull her hand away from her body. I peel her underwear off and toss them over my shoulder. Kneeling at the edge of the bed, I pull her closer and drape her legs over my shoulders. I bring my hands over her stomach and look at her.

"Rowan... sit up on your elbows and watch me."

She immediately props herself up, which thrusts those magnificent breasts outward. My hands unlink and glide up her stomach, taking a perfect mound in each hand to squeeze before grabbing each nipple between my forefinger and thumb to pinch. She rewards me with a long moan and her hips buck up, hitting me in my chin, which reminds me of what my ultimate intention was. I release her breasts and move my hands south, taking a hold and spreading her wide. I stare at her femininity laid bare before me, almost disbelieving it is mine to do with what I want.

And I know what I want to do.

I glance up and she's watching me keenly. "You're so beautiful, Rowan. You make everything else around me seem barren."

She doesn't respond but takes in a slow breath that I can see is stuttering out and her eyes are swimming with more emotion than I've ever seen. She's feeling right now... with her heart. She's all in, completely with me.

I lower my mouth and plunge into her with my tongue, and I hear her flop back down on the bed with a cry. Her hands come up and grip my head, pushing me harder into her... which is fine by me. I want her to feel every bit of me down there while I lick and suck her off. I want to see how fast I can make her come and, apparently, it's pretty fast. When I feel her starting to tremble hard, when her fingers flex into my scalp with a stinging bite, I know it won't take much to push her over. I work at her with my lips, feathering my tongue quickly, and then I suck on her hard.

Rowan screams so loud that I hope to fuck the neighbors don't call the cops and her whole body stiffens while she tries to push my face harder into her. I don't let up and continue to lick at her, while her legs squeeze me in a vice.

"Fuck, Flynn," she says and finally pushes my head away.

I stand up and wipe my hand across my mouth. "If you insist," I tell her, reaching into my bedside drawer and pulling out a handful of condoms. I toss them all on the bed beside her and she gives me a salacious smile, while she reaches over and grabs one. She sits up on the bed and kneels before me.

Her fingers are sure and while she covers my boy up, she leans in and runs her tongue over one of my nipples. And while it feels oh so fucking good, I need something different.

I put my hand on her chest and gently push her back. Following right over on top of her, I crawl in between her spread legs. Looking at her lying there, her neck and chest flushed red from her orgasms, her bottom lip swollen from where she was chewing on it while I was eating her out, I don't ever remember being this horny in my life.

I want to slam my way home and once I get there, I want to slam into her repeatedly, almost like I'm branding my place inside of her body. But there's time for that later. I want to go slow tonight and I want to drag this out. I want this first time to be so memorable, that we'll strive for the rest of our lives to try to outdo it.

I put my hands behind her knees and lift her legs, bending them back until she's spread wide open. My dick is sticking out at the perfect angle and with just a downward tilt of my hips, I'm able to bring the head right to her opening. I keep ahold of her legs the entire time, not even needing my hand or hers to guide me in.

I give a slight push and although I know she's soaking wet for me, I also know she'll be tight because I didn't spend enough time with my fingers inside of her... getting her ready for me. So I go slowly, pushing in with the greatest of care, feeling her body sigh in welcome.

When my pelvis is resting hard against hers, I take her legs and wrap them around my waist, then I lean over her more closely, resting my weight on my arms. My face hovers over hers and she watches me with wonder. We just lie there together, with me sunk deep inside of her, and we do nothing but stare. Her hand comes up and touches my face softly, her fingers skimming down. My eyes flutter closed for a moment and then open back up. I pull my hips back slowly, and then sink inside her again.

"That feels good," she murmurs.

"Feels so good," I agree, and I do it again.

Then again.

And again.

I establish a very slow rhythm but I make sure that she feels every inch of me as I pull back, and every inch going in. She grips me tight and hot, and I swear... it's the best fucking feeling ever.

Everything builds slowly. My movements, our breaths, even my orgasm starts as a minor rumble in the base of my spine and stays on idle, waiting for me to push us both into blinding pleasure.

But I'm not ready... not right yet. I want to watch Rowan some more.

Because I love the way she tries to keep her eyes on me, but she can't help it when the pleasure causes them to close. She starts chewing her lip again, and once I even move my hand up and grab it from between her teeth, leaning down to lick at it. Redness creeps up her neck, flushing her pale skin with the blood that is racing through her veins. Her heels dig into the backs of my thighs, urging me on.

"Flynn... I want to come again."

"You will," I promise her as I make lazy pushes in and out. A bead of sweat travels down my temple, slides along my jaw, and drops onto her cheek. I lean down and nuzzle it away.

"No... I want to come now. I'm close."

Her words spur me on and I pick up the pace. She rewards me with a gasp and a barely audible, Yes, which excites me even more.

I push up from my elbows to my hands so I can get better leverage and I give in to my compulsion to slam my way home. When I hit her deep inside, she cries out and immediately says, "Do it again."

I retreat and thrust, faster and faster, and now I hook one of my elbows under her leg, and let this new angle suck me in even deeper.

My world starts spinning as the pleasure builds and everything starts to fade.

Everything but Rowan.

Faster and faster, harder and deeper... flesh smacking wickedly against each other.

Rowan's eyes close tight and her upper back arches off the bed.

"I'm coming," she gasps.

She doesn't need to tell me because I can feel it contracting all around my cock and the knowledge sends me into overdrive. I unleash a firestorm of thrusts on her body, wrapping my arms underneath of her and pulling her to me tight... letting my hips do all the work. I can feel a tingling ball at the bottom of my spine and then it rockets upward, blasting off through every nerve ending in my body.

"Fuck!" I shout as I start coming... and coming... and coming. It seems to go on forever and I don't want it to ever stop, because it's the best fucking nut I've ever blown in my life.

Rowan's arms are wrapped tightly around me and our chests are mashed together. My nose is stuck into the crook of her neck and my hips continue to shallowly thrust against her, even as I feel tiny pulses of spasms gripping me from below.

My breath is coming out so harshly, I can feel how it blows away and then pulls her brown locks against my mouth. My bones feel like rubber and I'm doubting I'll ever be able to walk again.

I'm shattered... destroyed... probably wrecked beyond repair.

And I could give a fuck because that was probably the best thing that's ever happened to me in my life.

We arrive at the resort on St. John mid-afternoon, after a forty-five minute boat ride from St. Thomas. It's a balmy eighty-two degrees and I'm in awe of the lush, tropical scenery. I've never seen anything like it in my life and I'm not sure I ever will again. We were on the same flight with Nix, Emily, Hank, Nick, and Nora. Everyone else will be arriving soon and we've made plans to meet in one of the outdoor bars for drinks before dinner.

Flynn steps up to the desk to register us and Emily nudges my shoulder. She leans in and whispers, "So... you and Flynn... finally hooked up?"

I try not to grin because she makes it sound so seedy, and what Flynn and I did last night is anything but. It was beyond explosive, and there's not a part of my body that Flynn doesn't know intimately right now, but it's definitely not seedy.

It's everything that I said I wouldn't give into, but things were just getting so blended in my mind that I had a hard time figuring out where my friendship with Flynn stopped, and the sexual intimacy began. I mean, even before we had sex, I had engaged in a level of intimacy with Flynn that surpassed any other relationship I had before. I thought friendship and intimacy would not go together, but the truth is, they are so closely related, I stepped into a relationship that was already a blended mix. When Flynn kissed me last night... ever so soft and tentative, I felt my entire being give into my desires and I decided to stop worrying about what may or may not be.

It's not to say I'm not still worrying about it, because when I woke up this morning before the alarm went off, and just luxuriated in the feeling of being wrapped in Flynn's arms, my first thought was perhaps I made a mistake. I know that if Flynn and I don't work out, the hurt is going to be unimaginable.

Emily nudges me again and I realize I've ignored her in favor of daydreaming about Flynn. "I guess," I say lamely. "I mean... yeah, we took it to the next level."

She throws her arms around me and squeals. "That's so wonderful. The last of the Caldwell men have fallen. But then again, I knew this was going to happen."

"You did?" Because I sure didn't. Even though I had yearned painfully for Flynn on a sexual level, I was still pretty unsure whether this would happen just a little over twenty-four hours ago.

"Yup," she says smugly. "You two are perfect for each other."

Looking around, I see Flynn still at the desk, and the rest of the group is standing nearby. I grab Emily's hand and lead her further away from everyone so they don't overhear. "How do you know, Emily? I mean... what if this is just sex, and then when it fizzles, our friendship is what gets lost?"