“You know the cure for that, don’t you?” he asked with a smile, feeling very content despite the burgeoning need growing at his groin.
“No. What?”
“Don’t leave anymore.”
She carefully turned in his arms and sat up, the warm water cascading all around her and overflowing onto the deck. “Spencer, I couldn’t move in with you.”
“Because of school?”
She tilted her head and then shook it. “No. If that was my only concern I’d just get a post office box and not tell anyone where I was moving to. I’m not ‘shacking up’ with any man—or men—because that’s not what I want. I also know it would bother my mom and she and I are close.” She shook her head again. “I hope you understand. I’m not giving an ultimatum or anything like that. I just want more than that.”
“Of course. I was just pointing out the obvious, baby. It doesn’t surprise me at all that you wouldn’t just move in with us.” She seemed relieved, which was his goal. “So, you want the whole enchilada, huh?” he asked, as he pulled the plug so the tub could drain, and rose from the water.
She licked her lips and smiled as she looked up at him and murmured, “With extra sauce.” Coming up onto her knees, she took him between her lips, bathing his throbbing cock in her warm mouth, teasing with her tongue as she caressed his balls. It didn’t take long before heat flickered down his spine and gathered in his balls. She held on to his hips and took as much of him as she could. Her ruby lips looked beautiful wrapped around his cock and he held back from flexing his hips harder, needing to lay her down and slide balls deep inside her.
With a finger on her chin, he stopped her and pulled free from her mouth before helping her to stand. Stepping from the tub, he lifted the top on the platform they’d built near the tub. He pulled out the thick cushion and laid it on top, completing the built-in outdoor bed. He held her hand and watched the smile cross her lips as she surveyed their now shadowy retreat.
“I wondered what was stored in there,” she murmured as he spread a bath sheet over the cushion. He took her hand as he lay down on the cushion and drew her astride his hips. His cock throbbed to slide into her slick heat as she settled her pussy against his length, but he paused and looked up at her. The fading sun had gone behind clouds again, casting her in partial shadow, so he couldn’t see her eyes very well. He caressed her throat, wanting her to know he needed more from her than just this encounter. Needed her with him like he needed air. He was going to hate sleeping alone again tonight.
“Baby, before we go any further, you should know there hasn’t been anyone else…for any of us.”
“You wouldn’t go bareback if there had been, Spencer. I’d know.”
That simple sentence simultaneously broke his heart and pleased him. Of course he’d protect her if there had been another woman in his bed but he didn’t want her thinking thoughts like that, not while they were making love. He could tell the image was in her mind when a frown flitted across her face.
Needing to reassure her, he whispered, “There’s no one else for me, baby. I’m only yours.”
“My Honey Bear,” she replied with a catch in her throat. Her words made him smile. He’d never liked being called by a nickname or endearment but he’d let her call him anything she wanted to if it made her happy.
She caressed his forearm, and when he cupped her abundant, firm breasts, she squeezed his hands around them. Her long hair tickled the tops of his thighs when her head fell back as he teased at her nipples. She swiveled her hips and slid her cunt up and down his length, teasing his needy cock.
A deep groan escaped him when she leaned forward and tilted her hips as her vulnerable opening came in contact with his head. She took him inside her in a hot, fluid motion that stole his breath and sent hot and cold chills racing through his body. She moved slowly, taking him inch by inch and finally lying flat with her cheek against his chest as she clung to him.
“You feel so good inside me, Spencer. So big. I…I needed you.”
“I’m right here, baby. Not going anywhere. Not ever.” That’s a promise I plan to keep, too.
The sun came out from behind the clouds, bathing her in rosy golden light, and she looked like a gypsy angel casting a spell over him. The wind whispered in the trees around them and she smiled as she rose over him and lifted her hands to slide her fingers into her black hair. She began her own seductive rhythm as he watched, spellbound.
I’m never letting her go again, unless she makes me.
Using his thumb, he strummed her clit as she rode him, surprising a gasp from her at first. She braced her hands on his pecs as her strokes came shorter and shorter and he could feel her body drawing tight around his cock. Her breathing became more erratic as she cried out, “Don’t stop!” He continued his thrusts and gave her what she needed until her body went taut and she ground against him. Her cunt quivered with powerful contractions and bathed him in her sweet juices as she rode wave after wave of her climax until she fell limp against him.