Touching Ghost(10)

“You and your mom changed things so suddenly, didn’t you?” Her heart went out to the boy he’d been in those days.

She glanced up at him, saw him nod. “Survival mode finally kicked into high-gear with Mom, and she made the decision to get the hell out of there before he killed us. Like so many women in her situation, she hoped he would change, but it just never happened. When he moved from alcohol to drug abuse, the situation became critical, and she knew it was time to move on and told me I had to do the same. Enlisting in the Navy seemed the best option for a kid with no money or prospects. Worry for her kept me from doing it sooner, but once she made the decision, the rest was easy.”

“Does Clair like Arizona?”

“She does. She has friends and is happy with her life. It took her a long time to realize there is more to living than subjugation, and she’s even dating a little bit now that she has gotten passed her fear. Guess sometimes a person has to hit rock bottom before they finally understand their own strength. I’m proud of her.”

“And I’m proud of you.”

Warmth, affection, and love curled around her heart, filling her mind with images of the years they’d spent together and the picture of them here and now. Together. Every moment with him was as natural as breathing. Reaching up, knowing this time with him was short, she stroked his cheek and trailed her thumb along his bottom lip. His eyes darkened.

“No more re-hashing the past, honey,” he said, his voice rough, his gaze filling with some unnamed emotion. “I don’t have long with you, and I aim to do more than talk now that I have you right where I want you.”

Ren punctuated his words with deed, taking her breast in his hand and thumbing the nipple with the pad of his finger. His mouth lowered to hers, and suddenly all bets were off as to where this would go. The hungry brush of his lips changed, becoming hot, fiery as his tongue swept deep, and before Sadie could draw her next breath, the position of her body changed until she sat astride his lap. Her thighs, strategically placed on each side of his, opened her fully to whatever Ren wanted.

As his kiss strengthened and each breath heated, Sadie gripped the length of his hard cock. Fisting it firmly, she drew her hands over thick flesh to finally make teasing little circles over the rounded, swollen head.

Ren groaned then tested her bottom lip with his teeth, taking the moment from easy to frantic in the space of a heartbeat. Sadie drank his breath, intent on pleasing him. These might be the only days she’d ever have with him, and more than anything she wanted him to head off into the world remembering how things could be between them.

Friends to lovers.

She liked the sound of that.

“Damn it, woman, you’re killing me.” Ren’s harshly whispered words brushed her lips before he dove back into the kiss. Sadie wanted him crazy for her. She trailed her thumb over the thick head then teased beneath the notch of it. Her other hand went to work on his sensitive balls. Beneath the touch of her fingertips, the heavy sacs tightened and puckered, and she didn’t have to be an MD to know how he must love this. Finally, he gripped her shoulders and prodded Sadie to her knees.

The cool air instantly hit her warmish, wet torso, invoking a shiver, but that faded away under the hot look in Ren’s eyes. Gone were her inhibitions and doubts about the appearance of her body. No, she wasn’t perfect, and his obvious admiration, the need burning in his eyes, served to bring out the wicked in her.

Giving in, she cupped her hands over her breasts. Ren’s face went hard. A muscle worked in his strong jaw. “Yeah, babe. That’s perfect. Touch yourself.”

Sadie focused on him as she plied her breasts, played with them, stroked her aching nipples until raw need pulsed a jungle rhythm in her belly. Her pussy ached, too, so she drew her hands over her belly, paused at the slight roundness there and finally moved to stroke her pussy.

“Fuck.”

Oh, yeah, Ren liked that. His hand went to his erection, and he grabbed it in one fist as his eyes slid to half-mast. His low groan melded with the soft lapping of the water in the tub.

“Spread your pussy lips. I want to see. Ah, yeah, that’s it. Pink and beautiful,” he said.

Sadie’s body creamed with each word he spoke. Inner muscles contracted. Now that he’d been inside her, she truly understood how it felt to be empty, and the knowledge shook her. She wanted his cock thrusting high, hard, and deep into her pussy. She wanted to come and come and come while crying his name.

Had she ever been more turned on? The answer was ridiculously easy.

No.

Dear. God. No.

Giving in to the unspoken demand, she touched herself, parted, stroked and sent her fingers deep into her body. She found her clit, circling slowly, pressing until a tiny pitiful sound passed her lips. An aching ball of need rolled tightly through her belly. “Touch me. Ren, please.”