Soft moans and gasps bounced between us, a powerful lust sneaking out. Reaching around he helped me release my bra, and slipping it off I tossed it gently aside. His mouth and hands were attentive, wanting to please me. I sucked in as he wrapped his lips around my nipple, and sank into the feeling of my body’s pleasure.
His breath was warm and his actions soft. Closing my eyes, I lingered in the sensations he offered. My flesh was alive with electricity.
We moved back to the bed and sprawled across the covers, desperately needing one another. Our body heat sizzled. Licking his skin, he tasted salty, and I bathed him with small kisses.
We weren’t in a hurry. There was no rush to strip off the remainder of our clothing, instead only a slow, sensual burn that pulsed from inside. Embracing my lover, everything felt right.
His hands rested on the small of my back, but slowly inched lower until his hands were cupping my ass. A gentle squeeze, a grope, and our kisses great more heated. Softly grinding into him, my hips took on a life of their own, wanting to move in a steady rhythm. I desperately wanted to feel him inside of me.
Heal me, take away my pain, and make it all better. I still had today, and I wasn’t letting go – not this time. We would bond our reunion , coming together as one, and test our faith as a couple.
I rolled off of Austin onto my back and unbuttoned my jeans, pushing the zipper lower. Lifting my hips, I shifted out of my clothing, pulling my panties off with the denim of my slacks.
Austin did the same, and together we crawled under the covers, lifting them over us and snuggling in close. Pressed together in a naked embrace, we wrapped around one another.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” I said, grateful he saw past my earlier conclusions. “I’m so glad you’re giving us another chance.” I didn’t know if I was saying enough, or too little. I had little control over the thoughts spilling out of me. “Please don’t let me do something so stupid again.”
“Shhh, I’m here now. It’s behind us. We can weather this together.” His words soothed me, and I was finally comfortable that this wasn’t a dream. He was truly here.
“Together,” I said. Leaning in, I kissed his sweet lips.
Our bodies knew what to do, and with our legs tangled under the sheets, we shifted just enough to bond intimately.
Austin’s strong arms lifted me back onto him, and slowly I pushed myself up, sitting on him. Sharing together, slow and steady movements, enjoying the pleasures of the flesh, our hips met, pressing, grinding, and taking us closer to the edge.
I watched his eyes, not wanting to look away. The connection between us was deep, and I felt like our relationship was moving to another level. We both felt the love; it was obvious that something had changed.
Chapter 15
We planned a weekend away, a romantic rendezvous at a little bed and breakfast at the shore. It was easily within driving distance. We decided to leave on a Friday night and would have until Sunday afternoon before we’d have to leave. Poking around online together, we found a charming place called The Sandcastle. We planned around his schedule and it looked like we’d be able to go the following weekend.
Driving down to the beach was relaxing; the normal summer crowd was nowhere to be seen. It was off season and cooler weather, so a lot of the area was closed. That made it even more special, knowing we’d have a lot of the area to ourselves.
Pulling up to the bed and breakfast, I smiled. It looked exactly like the pictures, which was a relief. I wasn’t sure how old the pictures were. The large sand-beige building offered picture sized windows and balconies jutting out in different angles. There was a blue sign with the name of the establishment written in gold letters. The building housed eight separate rooms available to rent out. We’d chosen one that faced the ocean for the best view.
Austin pulled onto the pebbled parking area and hopped out to get our bags. As I went to step out of his car, I turned my ankle and went down.
“Ow!” I said, having taken a misstep and landed squarely on the ground.
Austin ran around to my side, “Are you okay? What happened?”
I bit my cheek and tried to make light of the situation. “I tripped getting out of the car.” I felt like a fool, but my ankle wasn’t feeling great. I went to stand up, and realized I couldn’t put a lot of weight on it. “This isn’t good,” I groaned.
He came in close so I could lean against him. “Let’s get you inside so you can sit down. I’ll get some ice before it swells.” He hesitated and choked on his words, “Did you really trip getting out of the car?”
I rolled my eyes, “Yes.”