Still Waters (Lover's Lake)

“Holy fuck, you’re so wet,” I told her. I felt her clit and fell to my knees shoving my face in between her thighs. I wanted to taste her, to feel her arousal in my mouth. She put her hands behind her and leaned back to support herself. I’d never seen a more erotic sight. I licked her once, twice, then placed my mouth over her swollen clit and massaged the little bead with my tongue. I felt her buck against my mouth and I slid my hands to the backs of her thighs so I could pull her closer, penetrate her deeper with my tongue.

When my tongue was buried deep inside her, I let my fingers apply gentle pressure to her clit. I was lost in the sensation of her, the slick, soft, velvet of her pussy was a whole new world to me and I didn’t want her to come because I didn’t want it to end. But I could feel her pulse around my tongue, like her muscles were begging for more, deeper, harder.

I stood and yanked my sweats down. My cock lay flat against my abdomen in a raging erection. She looked at my dick and smiled, pulled me closer and wrapped her hand around my shaft. As she began to massage the length of me, she rearranged herself on the counter, ass in the air, full pussy visible to me in the mirror and wrapped her lips around my dick. I grabbed her hair and thrust into the sweet abandon of her mouth, all the while watching the glisten of her wet pussy in the mirror.

I pulled Tatum’s head gently as she bobbed up and down on my dick. My nuts cinched and I came so close to coming, I had to pull back and stop her.

“Tate, I’m gonna come. Let me fuck you. I want to come inside you,” I said. I wasn’t thinking rationally, throwing caution to the wind. With Fio I was unfiltered, driven by an overpowering lust—which I didn’t even think I’d be capable of feeling if we hadn’t established this deep trust.

She leaned back again supporting herself with her hands just behind her, elbows locked, thighs spread. I gripped my shaft and looked into her desire-glazed expression.

“I’m on the pill,” she said, a slight smile lighting up her face.

“Thank-fuck,” I said kissing her again. I slipped a hand under her ass so I could control her pelvis as I penetrated her.

“I’ve also never done this before,” she whispered into my ear.

I froze, my mind gone numb with surprise.

“But what about the cam-girl?”

“That’s just for show and hacking purposes. I’ve never had a boyfriend before you.”

Before me. A boyfriend. I was Tatum’s boyfriend.

My heart swelled with pride, with love, with loyalty and faith.

I drove forward into Tatum, but not with my dick. I penetrated her with two fingers, while I let the base of my thumb slide against her clit. I grabbed her hand and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, then I fucked into her fist while she rode my hand into ecstasy, my mouth never leaving hers.

“Holy shit! Oh my God!” she panted. I swallowed her words, her tiny gasps, the first orgasm I gave her.

It wouldn’t be her last.

Chapter 10

TATUM

Rafa put together a duffel bag and I stuffed everything back into the backpack I came with, including the new clothes that the Connor brothers had purchased for me.

“Maverick reserved a block of rooms for us at the lodge up the mountain. He and Sophie will be there in an hour.”

Rafa and Malik had hired cleaners to come in and take care of the crime scene. I didn’t see Trudy until we walked into the giant lobby of the hotel. I dropped my bags and ran to her, we crashed into one another in a hug.

“Hey Fio, I was worried about you,” she said as she squeezed me.

“I’m glad you’re okay Trudy. I don’t know how to thank you for all that you’ve done for me.”

The lodge was built in a log cabin style, with huge vaulted ceilings. Massive knotted Pine trunks towered above us and a fire crackled in the stone fireplace, scenting the air with wood smoke and amber.

“I should be thanking you, Tate. This was a life-changing trip for me, in so many ways. I found my other half, I got to know myself so much better. I think this weekend excursion will go down as the most memorable of my life. I wouldn’t change any of it. You don’t have to thank me.”

Rafa checked us in and carried my bag for me. The room was, hands down, the nicest I’d ever stayed in. It had a fireplace of its own, a gorgeous four poster bed, and a balcony that looked out over the canyon.

“Malik just texted that Maverick and Sophie are here. Ready to meet the rest of my family?”