“You’re so beautiful, Cara,” he murmured.
Her insides flipped when he said her name.
“Do you want to change or something? You still have your jacket on,” he said.
“I would like to freshen up. Where can I put my stuff?”
“Follow me.”
She followed Hawk up the stairs to a huge master bedroom replete with fireplace, sitting area, and a large balcony. She walked out onto the balcony and marveled at the forest of Aspen trees and the gurgling creek running through Hawk’s backyard. A deer, drinking in the creek, looked up at her.
“It’s gorgeous out here. I could sit here for hours and watch the view. I can see why you love it.”
He stood behind her, rubbing her shoulders. “The view is what sold me.” He ran his hands down her back and hips, resting them on her ass. He cupped each cheek, breathing in her ear, “I’ve been missing your ass, babe.”
Leaning back into him, his hardness pushed against her as her pussy clenched. They stood there for a while, him massaging her ass cheeks, her pressing into him, each of them watching the beauty of the sun as it sunk behind the snow-capped mountain peaks.
“Brrr, it’s cold. Let’s go inside,” Cara said.
Hawk pulled her inside and showed her where she could hang her clothes. Then he emptied a dresser drawer for her to put her things in.
“I’ll let you get settled.” He kissed her. “Do you need anything?”
“Some towels. I’d like to take a warm shower.”
Hawk came back with a couple of plush bath towels. He kissed her again then left the room.
Cara went into the spacious bathroom, and her bare feet thanked Hawk for installing heated floors. The shower was enormous and had more knobs and buttons than the cockpit of a jet. She didn’t have a clue what to do. She also didn’t feel like reading a manual to figure out how to start the damn thing.
She stepped into the shower and turned the larger knob, and a stream of warm water cascaded over her. Messing with a few more, jet sprays embraced her body. One of the sprays hit her in just the right spot, and the pulsating stream vibrated against her already-aroused pussy. Shit, that feels good. Making a mental note to install similar heads for her shower at home, she let the warm water play with her pussy as she cupped her breasts and fondled her nipples.
Cara, busy stroking her mound, jumped when she heard Hawk’s hoarse voice. “Seeing you touch yourself is fuckin’ hot.” Kissing the back of her neck, he ran his hands down her body.
Cara spun around—she hadn’t heard Hawk enter the shower. He stood in front of her, a sculpture of male eroticism. His muscular legs, chiseled chest, broad shoulders, and rigid cock took her breath away. He should be bottled and sold as a female aphrodisiac. Looking at him standing there in all of his glory, with his long, black hair loose around his shoulders and water drops trickling down his body, made Cara’s pussy go crazy. She licked the water from his shoulders, biting him roughly then gently. Then she switched to his nipples and pulled his nipple ring roughly with her teeth while he moaned and shifted his weight. His cock grew larger, if that was possible.
Yearning for his cock in her mouth, Cara curled her fingers around his thick dick, pushing her hand up and down as she licked the smooth head. With a tightened grip, she ran her hand along his hard shaft as she looked up and saw Hawk’s head thrown back, his chest moving rapidly.
He tugged her to him, kissing her deep and hot as his tongue thrust in and out of her mouth with urgency. She yanked her mouth away then moved in and kissed him again. They repeated their battle, but when she tried to retreat again, he said, “Not this time, baby. You’re driving me fuckin’ crazy with your teasing.” Holding her face between his hands, his thumb stroking her bottom lip, he buried his tongue in her mouth, pushing it so deep Cara felt it tickle her throat.
When he let her breathe, she drew back and licked his lips then trailed her mouth to his earlobe, flicking his earrings with her tongue as he groaned. She said, “I want to suck you.”
He crushed her with his arm. “Babe, I want to fuck your sweet pussy with my cock.”
Lowering his lips to her nipples, he sucked loudly, and each time he pulled her hard nipples, she gasped as bolts of desire zigzagged through her body. Arching her back, she pushed her heated mound against Hawk’s cock. Kneading her tits, Hawk grazed his teeth over her nipples while his tongue teased the tips. Burning ache consumed her wetness, and seeking relief, she placed her fingers on her swollen pussy lips and rubbed them. Taking her hand away, Hawk said, “That’s all for me, baby.”
“Touch me down there.”