by Rona Jameson
35
Fallon
The beach.
Rogan had been surprised when I directed him here, and considering how much I enjoyed my privacy, I knew he would be. This part of the beach was always quiet and I’d often sat here and stared off into the horizon and imagined what it would have been like to sail off with Rogan—to have no problems hanging over our heads because of our love for each other. It was a permanent ache wanting to be with him and knowing that our parents wouldn’t approve. We both knew they loved us. But having us together was never what they would want.
“I see why you like it here.” Rogan munched on a sandwich and allowed the silence to go on. He then added, “It’s you. You’ve always been drawn to water. I have too, which is why I love getting down to Boston Harbor when I can. If you know the right spot, you can avoid tourists and spend hours alone.”
“It’s like that here. I love this spot.” I laid down on the throw blanket beneath us, and enjoyed the closeness I felt with Rogan. He knew me better than anyone. Even our parents. Even Julia. Rogan knew me inside and out. Just like I knew him. Which was how I knew he tried to hide how worried he was.
I touched his hand and when his gaze landed on me, he smiled and settled on his side next to me. “You look good enough to eat,” he whispered.
“You’ve changed,” I commented, letting my fingers slip beneath his T-shirt. His belly quivered at my touch. I felt brave and slipped my hand beneath, my palm going flat over the light sprinkle of hair on his chest. “You’ve always been mine and hot, but now, you’ve grown into a sexy man.” I teased the waistband of his jeans. “You’re firmer, and bigger.”
He burst out laughing. “Bigger, huh?”
I rolled my eyes, a smirk on my lips. “Don’t let my observation go to your head.” I pinched his belly. “I want to touch you everywhere.”
He groaned and captured my hand, removing if from his shirt. “You have no idea how much I want that, but not yet.” He winced. “I can’t believe I’m saying no to you.” He pulled me into his arms and tucked my head under his chin as I settled against his chest. “Will you come out to Boston when it’s my birthday? Spend the weekend with me?”
“Yes.”
He laughed. “You don’t need to think about it?”
“Hell no! I’ve waited nearly two years to be with you. To make love with you again. So I don’t need to think about it. My answer will always be yes.”
“I hope I have the control to behave while I’m here because I have to say, you’ve changed too. You’re hips are wider.”
“Hey!” I shoved him in the belly with my elbow. “You’re not supposed to comment on women’s expanding parts.”
“I think you are really sexy. I think the shape of your hips is slightly more defined and I can’t wait to sink my teeth into each one.”
“Oh,” I moaned, my breath became heavy. “Go on.”
His eyes lit with amusement and longing. “Your breasts are plumper and my mouth waters to lick and tease them. To tease your dark nipples into hard buds while I have my cock buried deep inside of you. I remember playing with your nipples and the sharp tugs your pussy would do, thickening me.” He panted. “I don’t think this was a good idea.”
I slipped a knee between his legs and we both groaned when I pressed against his heavy erection. “That feels really good.” I writhed on him until I felt his hands clamp down on my ass.
“Please stop moving,” he moaned. “I’m really turned on with you being in my arms. It didn’t help remembering what it used to feel like to be naked with you.”
“Stop remembering then,” I offered.
“I can’t.” He gave a hard thrust against me. “I need a cold shower.”
“Or relief.” I slipped my hand between us and glided straight down into his jeans. “Mmm, how could I forget you had no boxers on?” I wrapped my hand around him and his penis twitched and jumped against my palm.
“I’m going to really embarrass myself by coming in less than thirty seconds,” he growled.
I hovered over his mouth with mine and whispered, “Imagine it’s my mouth sucking you off instead of my hand jerking you off,” before I sealed my lips over his. He consumed me with his tongue, and then he gasped and grunted as his penis throbbed hard, and warmth poured into my palm. “Um, you were right. You came in under thirty seconds.”
He laughed, and turned it into a growl when I reached lower and cupped his hairy balls. “These are bigger than I remember too.” I massaged and grinned when his eyes rolled into the back of his head, his penis swelling against my wrist.
“You need to stop.”
“I’m not sure I can.” I wiggled closer, trying to ease the ache between my legs. “It turned me on, touching you.”
He gulped hard and removed my hand from his jeans, wiping me down with a wet wipe from the picnic basket. He grabbed another and shoved it into the front of his jeans. I chuckled.
“I don’t want to be walking around with a mess in my jeans.” He kissed my cheek. “I’m going to make you scream my name.”
I opened my mouth to ask what he intended, but he didn’t give me chance. He kept my leg trapped between his and pressed his fingers between my legs. I sucked in a sharp breath, panting from pleasure. I grabbed his biceps and dug my nails in, unable to move from the tingles running down my spine and to the tips of my breasts.
Rogan noticed how hard my nipples had gone through my bra and shirt. He quickly glanced around us and put his mouth to me at the same time as he wiggled a finger inside of me. My vagina pulsed around that digit but the way he overwhelmed me, had me shaking apart in pure bliss.
He left me panting hard as he slipped his hand free and brought it up to his mouth. “I’ve missed your smell.” He sniffed his finger. “And I’ve missed your taste.” He licked his fingers clean. “We shouldn’t have started this here where I can’t strip you naked and put my mouth everywhere.”
I wrapped myself around him and held him to me while the lust and need for this man ran through my body. I didn’t care that we were on a stretch of beach, out in the open for anyone to see us. I wanted Rogan and I knew he wouldn’t make love to me until his birthday in a few weeks. That’s what he was waiting for and I had an idea as to what he planned.
36
Rogan
It felt like a lifetime ago that I’d started to have big dreams where the two of us were concerned. They hadn’t changed much in the past few years. Maybe they went a bit off track, but they were firmly back in place.
The sunset over the lake had cast Fallon as a silhouette against the beautiful background. It’s an image I captured with my cell. She was the beautiful one. Her smile and the way she always listened to me were special. The way she’d touch me and made me believe that I was the only one for her made my heart turn over. I’d loved Fallon for as long as I could remember, and now I had her back with me.
As I tossed my cell into the tent, I removed my jacket and made my way to the girl I loved. She turned on my approach and held her hand out toward me. A gorgeous smile on her beautiful lips.
My arms wrapped her against me and my hands caressed down her back to her bottom. “I love that you brought me here.” She said against my neck before she laid a kiss in the curve. “I want you to make love to me, right here. By the lake with nothing but nature around us.” Fallon stepped out of my arms and tugged her dress over her head. I nearly swallowed my tongue at the sight before me. Her nude body glistened in the moonlight, and her curves stopped my breath.
“When did you remove your underwear?” I asked, my eyes focused on her swollen breasts.
She offered me a dirty laugh. “When I cleaned up after dinner.” She tilted her head. “You have too many clothes on.”
“I was just thinking that.”
“No, you weren’t.” Her eyes lit with mischief. “You couldn’t decide whether to stare between my legs or at my breasts.”
“Ugh,” I groaned. “You caught me.” I grin
ned and made quick work of my clothes. I tossed them down to the ground so I had something to lay her down on. My body ached to join with Fallon, and my dick throbbed and twitched it was so hard and ready. I wrapped my hand around my flesh and slowly stroked with the heat of Fallon’s gaze on me.
“Don’t stop doing that.” She moved to stand in front of me and then dropped to her knees. Her hand covered mine and started moving back and forth when I stopped. “Do it.”
I couldn’t catch a breath at the heat running through me. Every part of my body tingled with need for this woman. Her hands gripped my thighs and when she opened her mouth and closed around the head of my cock, I nearly fucking unloaded. The sight was hot and I didn’t want it to end so quickly.
Pinching my dick to stop my pending orgasm, I pushed her back on my clothes and followed her down. I caught a quick breath and kneeled between her thighs. I raised one of her legs over my shoulder and pressed kisses along her thigh until I got to her pussy. In the darkness I could see how wet she was and it made my dick throb and leak at the sight. “So beautiful,” I whispered and dipped my head. My tongue swiped through her soaked folds, her moan nearly undid me.
Not sure how long I would be able to last when I wanted to savor every taste of Fallon, I pushed my tongue between her swollen lips. I felt elated when she arched, rubbing her pussy on my mouth. She moaned and grabbed at my hair, tugging me away.
“Inside me.”
Tempted to bring her to completion with my mouth as the entrée, my own body was on fire to be inside of her. I couldn’t wait.
My dick swelled more as I held it and moved my body into position to enter her. The crown breached the entrance and I couldn’t stop, even if there was an earthquake. My hips thrust forward and I was home. Fallon moaned and wrapped herself around me. Her amazing breasts with tight nipples pressed into my chest, and her vagina squeezed and pulsed around my dick so tightly that I saw stars.
I felt every ridge of my dick as I slid all the way out of Fallon’s pussy. As the head popped free, I slowly slid deep. I repeated this over and over again with no clue how I managed to do this without hammering her into the ground. It felt delicious. I rose up slightly so I could lick at her nipples, which drove me crazy. She had dark nipples that got deeper in color the more aroused she was. Right now they were very dark and begging for my mouth.
Her chest heaved and Fallon panted as she saw my destination. I captured a dark cherry nipple between my teeth and gave it a little tug. I felt her reaction around my dick as she contracted around me, becoming wetter. I turned my attention to the other and felt the same reaction around my dick.
Fallon called my name and arched her back while I felt every tiny tremor inside of her around my pumping flesh. I grit my teeth and forced myself to keep it slow, but I was rapidly losing the strength not to pound into her.
The pleasure wrapped around my cock was too much. Fallon was too much. Naked and under me. The moment I felt her orgasm wrap around me, I grabbed her hips and pumped into her. I couldn’t control the thrusts anymore. I was beyond anything but pleasuring us both. Sweat dripped off my forehead and I felt it on my back in the way Fallon struggled to get a hold on me. She had no trouble digging her fingernails into my ass, which detonated the fire in my balls. I tightened my ass and thrust hard inside of her sweet pussy, and let my orgasm overtake me. Fallon ground on me and my eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head at the feel of her pussy sucking and tugging my release from me.
Never had anything felt so good.
“When I can feel my legs,” I panted into her neck, “I’ll carry you into the lake.” Not wanting to crush her, I rolled us so she was straddled above me, her gorgeous tits in my face. I groaned and arched my hips, which lifted Fallon slightly. It certainly made me hard in record time.
“You like looking at me?” Fallon wiggled on my dick and when she was comfortable, her back arched as she raised her arms above her head, taking her long dark hair with her.
“I love looking at these.” I cupped a breast in each hand and rolled her nipples with my thumbs.
She shivered.
“So responsive,” I murmured, sitting up and tonguing one of the delicious buds.
“Hmm, you’re so deep.” Fallon wrapped her legs around my waist and I groaned at the pressure around my cock. Her small hands cupped my face with a day’s worth of whiskers, and as her mouth hovered over mine, she whispered, “Happy birthday,” before her lips captured mine.
Fallon
“So tell me”—I snuggled into Rogan’s arms around the small campfire he’d made for us—“when are you moving out to San Diego?”
He grinned into my hair and I felt his lips before he answered, “I have exams in two weeks, then I’m all yours.” He squeezed me around the waist. “I’ve told Mom and Dad that I got the job with the San Diego Fire Department. They weren’t pleased and tried to talk me into staying in Boston.” He sighed. “I replied that we’re friends again and that I want to be where you and the others will be.”
“Mom will know we’re together. You know that, right?”
“I know. I could tell from her tone that she knew.” He sighed.
Silence followed, and then Rogan said, “We won’t be able to keep our relationship silent forever.”
“It worries me is all.”
“We have each other, Fallon. They love us both, so we have to hope they will accept us being together eventually. It just might take a while.”
“Oh!” I remembered something and raised my face to look into Rogan’s. “I forgot. I caught a glimpse of Amber at Boston Logan.”
He gave me a bland look.
“Oh my God! Rogan Scott, how can you not remember her? Prom.”
“Oh!”
“Yes, oh!” I laughed. “I haven’t seen her since I left home. She looked the same. A bit older.”
“We’re all a bit older, Fallon.”
“Hmm, especially you.” I teased. “I can’t believe you’re twenty-one. The last time we were here you were seventeen.”
He snorted. “The last time we were here, I was so hard I could have pounded nails.”
“Nothing has changed then?”
“I’m serious. When we swam in the lake, my cock was rock hard and I thought I wouldn’t have a choice but to climb out and then our parents would get to say ‘Hello, big boy!’ Luckily the seriousness behind Dad’s words when he wanted to talk helped me rapidly deflate.”
Laughter filled me and I could no longer hold it in at the serious look on his face. Tears trickled from my eyes as I laughed. What made it worse was how embarrassed Rogan appeared, which endeared him all the more to me. I slipped my fingers through his hair and massaged his scalp. “That was our last trip here. Our last summer before everything changed.”
“Do you regret anything, Fallon?” he asked so quietly.
“My only regret is listening to you when you walked away. I should have gone after you. I don’t regret being in love with you. You’re my everything, Rogan. I can’t go on without you in my life. I tried and it sucked. Big time. We were always meant to be together.” I stared into his eyes and admitted, “I worry that one day you might hate being with me because I can’t have children.” I swiped at a loose tear as it slipped down my cheek. “I see your face when you watch Leon with Poppy, and it hurts. I want to be able to give you a son or daughter and we both know that isn’t possible. I crave what they have.”
Rogan reached for me and wrapped an arm securely around my waist while his other hand cupped my face. “I love you. We are going to be the best godparents in the world to Poppy. She’s only a month old now, but as she gets older, maybe she can come stay with us from time to time and give Leon and Julia some alone time.” He made sure I was listening to him. “I would rather spend the rest of my life with you and no children, than with someone else. I love you. I always will.”
“Promise?”
“I promise, babe.” He kissed me on each cheek and tucked my head b
eneath his chin. “I’m excited, Fallon. Very soon we’re going to be together, but one last thing.” He rooted around in a pocket on his backpack and brought out a velvet pouch.
Rolled to my back. Rogan hovered over me, and took my left hand. “I know our being together might cause problems, but no matter what happens, I’d be honored if you’d wear my mother’s ring as a token of my commitment to you, and yours to me. And one day, I’d love for you to be my wife. I’ve loved you since before I was old enough to know what love is.” His eyes glistened with unshed tears as he slipped the beautiful diamond shaped ring on my finger and then brought my hand up to his lips and kissed my fingers, over the ring.
“I’d be honored to be your wife, and knowing the ring is the one your dad kept all these years for you to give to your wife, it means so much more to me.”
“It’s where it’s always belonged.”
“I love you, Rogan Scott.”
“I love you too, Fallon Scott.”
Part V
Rogan aged 25 / Fallon aged 24
37
Fallon
“Mmm,” I mumbled, stretching like a cat. “Good morning.”
“Morning, babe.” His hands continued caressing my body and his mouth moved from my breasts to my belly button while Rogan tugged my panties off my body. “I need you.” His whispered words were followed by him rising up and sliding inside of my body. Rogan wrapped me in his arms and held me tightly while his hips rocked, creating a delicious friction between my legs.
Our lips met in a soft kiss that became heated the faster Rogan moved in my body. He used his knees to spread my legs wider and then I really felt him. He angled his body differently and I gripped him hard. “Oh! Right there.”
