“My limo’s downstairs, waiting for the two of you. Take it and go - wherever you want. You deserve it, both of you - go celebrate. Your new life starts now.”
He doesn’t need to say it twice. Cody hugs him tightly and, a few minutes after that, we’re already cruising down the highway, heading to our destination.
Go anywhere, his Dad told us, but you know where we decided to go? No, it wasn’t Paris or anything like that. Nothing as fancy: just the Hamptons. And, as the limo stopped right in front of the beach house, we both knew this was the right place.
Coming back here was an easy decision. After all, it was here that everything started. I don’t really believe in destiny, but it’s kinda interesting how everything was set in motion by a pure coincidence. One trip here and both our lives were never the same.
That’s why we decided to return, as a celebration of sorts: it was here that we created our first memories together. And now, what better place to start creating new ones than the beach house where he saw me that first time?
This time we head straight to the master bedroom, leaving all of our bags in the middle of the living room. This time there’s no such thing as Cody’s room or Kim’s room - there’s just our room.
Without even bothering to shut the door behind us, Cody looks at me with a wicked smile. He pushes me back gently and I lay back on the mattress, looking up at him with eagerness.
“I love you, Kim,” he whispers and, right now, I feel like the most beautiful woman alive.
“I love you too,” I tell him, and happiness washes over me, covering me from head to toe.
Climbing up on top of me, he takes his hands to my shoulders and, grabbing the straps, pushes them down my arms. I feel the fabric sliding off my skin and down to my waist. I lift my ass up from the mattress and he just tugs the dress down my legs, throwing it somewhere to the floor.
He lays his lips on my neck and his hands move over the side of my body. Reaching behind my back, he unhooks my bra, pushing it down my arms and baring both my breasts.
“I want you so fucking bad,” he says, his voice making my skin prickle.
I part my lips, aching for his kiss, and he presses his mouth on mine softly. Then, pulling back, his eyes are wander down my half-naked body, and I start bucking my hips at him, anxious for him to just rip my thong out of me.
Grinning, he reaches for my breasts with his fingers and my nipples become as harder as they have ever been. Using his thumb and index finger, he grabs my right nipple, pinching it gently. He keeps on pressing until it almost hurts, the pain turning into pleasure and making me completely wet. My thong is completely soaked, and I feel my fluids starting to drip down my inner thighs.
I bite down my lower lip as he leans into me, his mouth going for my breasts. He wraps his lips around my rosy hard tip, and I close my eyes by instinct. He sucks on my nipple hard, lapping at it with his tongue and making it dance around my flesh in slow circles.
Still with his lips on my nipple, he takes his fingers to my thighs and, hooking his thumbs on the fabric of my thong, pushes it down my legs. I press my legs together as the thong goes down, and then he just throws it off on top of my dress.
Resting his index finger right between my breasts, he runs it down to my stomach and navel, and then just keeps going. Electricity courses through me as he approaches my wet folds, but he stops right before touching them. His finger goes down to my inner thigh, brushing against my groins as it traces the contour of my pussy. I’m burning right now.
I grab his wrist and try to press his hand against my pussy, but he fights against my hold and just smiles wickedly.
“You’re in a rush” he says, a mischievous tone on his voice. “We have all the time in the world now”
Before I even have the time to react, he places his hands on my hips and rolls me to the side, making me lay down on my stomach. He pushes my legs apart, forcing me to open them wide. Without any kind of warning, he smacks my ass with the back of his hand, the sound of flesh on flesh almost too exhilarating. The sound of it fills the bedroom, wrapping my mind in a delicious blend of ecstasy and ravenous pleasure.
He smacks me again, the pain of it turning into almost unbearable lust. I want him, and I want him now. But he has his forearm across my lower back, forcing me to remain in position. That’s Cody for you - always the one in charge.
My legs tremble slightly, and I have to bite my lower lip as he brushes one finger between my ass cheeks, running it all over my crack. An hesitant moan tumbles out of my lips as I feel him go near my ass, and he stops there for a long second, just enough for my body to start boiling. Then he keeps going and, by the time he touches my wet folds, I’m more than ready to explode.
I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming as he slides one finger inside of me. He goes all the way in, his fingertip firmly pressed against my g-spot. I feel him leaning forward, his warm breath against the skin of my neck.
“I’ll never get tired of how tight you feel,” he says, turning his finger around inside of me. Then, no warning or whatsoever, he slides another finger in. This time I can’t stop myself - I scream, the sound of it filling the whole room.
I start to jut my hips back at him, my body trying to move in a matching rhythm to that of his fingers. But he simply keeps going, moving his fingers in and out of me at a tortuous pace. Pressing the tip of fingers harshly against my g-spot, he almost makes me go insane..
“Oh, God...” I moan as he slides a third finger inside of me, stretching my inner walls, and presses hard against the sweetest spot inside of me.
My whole body starts boiling, my muscles as tense as wire, and I surrender to the delirious hold of pleasure. My body starts to tremble and twitch, and I just grab at the sheets..
“Now we can start,” he whispers into my ear, laying his body on top of mine. My only response is a deep moan.
He grabs both my breasts, squeezing them eagerly with his outstretched fingers, his hands between the mattress and my body. He brushes them over my pointy nipples, and then moves his hands down my back. Resting them on my lower back, he lets them fall over the curve of my ass.
He moves fast, and then I almost explode again as I feel his tongue on me, the tip of it gently running across the crevice between my inner folds. I look at him over my shoulder, and now he’s kneeling between my parted legs, both his hands on my ass while he caresses my pussy with his mouth. The sight of it is almost too delicious.