by Mj Fields
He presses a kiss to the top of my head then opens his.
Holding his bottle in front of me, he whispers into my ear, “To the beauty in nature and natural beauty.”
We tap our bottles. “Cheers.”
I take a drink as he pulls me back against his firm body...He’s hard...everywhere.
“Ursa Major, Ursa Minor, Cassiopeia, Cepheus, and Draco are constellations we can see all year long. Can you point any of them out?”
“Ursa Major is the Big Dipper, right?”
When he chuckles, I look over my shoulder.
“Ursa Major, the Big Bear, is a constellation. The Big Dipper is just part of it.” He points up. “The handle is the tail; the cup is her flank.”
I laugh at myself. “It’s been a long time since I’ve opened an astronomy book but, are you sure that the Big
Dipper—”
“My mother loved the stars. In fact, she was an astronomer. She wrote textbooks still used in universities around the world. She also wrote children’s books. The Big Dipper and the Little Dipper aren’t constellations; they’re asterisms, which are recognizable groups of stars.”
I shift my body to look at him. “I’m sorry—”
He places his finger against my lips. “Like I said, she’s been gone a long time.”
“I’m still sorry.” I hold his thick wrist in my hands and close my eyes as I nip at his fingertip.
His voice is thick when he groans, “She’s a biter.”
I kiss the tip of his finger again, then look up at him, “I apologize.”
“Don’t.” His response is direct.
“Tell me more,” I say before kissing his finger and rubbing it across my lower lip.
I watch his eyes narrow as his broad chest rises and falls quicker. I part my lips slightly, an invitation.
Slowly, cautiously, he pushes his finger into my mouth. Closing my mouth, I let my tongue flick across it and hear an encouraging growl...or groan. I suck it into my mouth and open my eyes as I turn my body to face him fully.
Using the arm that was holding him up as he leaned slightly back, he wraps it around me and pulls me closer. I don’t wait for him to close the distance, though, straddling him and allowing myself to feel him against me.
He attempts to pull me closer with the finger hooked into my mouth, and I nip at it as I place my hands on his chest and gently push him to lie down.
Once he’s on his back, he grips my hips tighter than before and moves me back and forth against his hard length.
I lean in and kiss him, open-mouthed, needing his tongue inside again.
His kiss is deep and slow. It’s sucking on lips and tongues. It’s all-consuming, and I want desperately to be consumed.
I slide my hands down his chest, his hard abs and, dear God, I feel hard ripples. Then I find the hem of his shirt and begin to tug it upward. He lifts his upper body, his lips never leaving mine until we have to break apart to rid him of his shirt.
I grip his hard, bulging shoulders, pushing him back down against the blanket, and then I kiss his chest, his abs, moving lower and lower.
“Fuck, Autumn, fuck yes,” he growls when I lick his bare skin all the way down to the V...The. V...of his waistband.
I look up at him as his chest heaves up and down and wonder if he’s feeling the same way I am—starving and needy.
Fumbling with his button, I rub my open mouth over the bulge covered by his shorts and, dear Lord; he’s even bigger than I thought.
When I finally pop the button and begin to unzip him, he sits up, wraps his arms around me, and stands, holding me.
I bite his shoulder...on accident at first, and then on purpose.
“Christ, woman,” he grumbles.
“Sorry-ish.”
He sets me on my feet then steps back, making me wonder if I went too far. But then he drops his shorts.
Apparently not and...holy...grail.
“I’ve been in a car for ten hours without a shower. As much as I want those beautiful lips around my cock, that’ll have to wait.”
“I’m sure I’ve had worse in my—”
He steps forward, cutting me off. “I’m going to warn you right now. I’m a jealous fuck and, even if this is just a two-night hook-up, in my head, this plays out best if I allow myself to believe I’m looking at a virgin who’s never been so hungry for a cock as she is for mine.”
I smile as he wraps one perfectly sculpted arm around me and lifts me off my feet until I’m eye to eye with him.
“We’re gonna lose the dress, and then I’m gonna take a surfer shower. I’d love for you to join me.”
“In the ocean?”
He nods. “In the ocean.”
“At night?”
He smiles as he sets me on my feet and begins bunching up the material of my dress. “Do you trust me,
Autumn?”
“For some reason, I do.”
“Because this thing was meant to be.” He pulls my dress over my head then tosses it in the sand behind us as he continues, “I know only one of those two things are true, but fuck, I wish.”
He stops and glances down at my chest. “Jesus Christ, you have the most amazing tits I’ve ever seen.” That said, he lifts me up and begins stalking toward the water. “Wrap your legs around me.”
I grip his shoulders and do as he asked as he crashes his lips against mine. And as I knot my fingers in his hair, he cups my ass firmly in his big hands. With each step, his cock nudges my heated flesh.
“Fuck,” he mumbles into my mouth as he begins walking us into the water.
It’s cold, but neither of us cares. Once waist deep, he wraps one arm around me and grabs my hair with his free hand, pulling my head back as his lush lips wrap around my nipple. He sucks hard then pulls back, allowing my heavy breast to fall from his mouth. Then he immediately leans in and takes my pebbled, fevered flesh between his teeth and pulls gently while rubbing his hot tongue across it.
“Yes, oh yes, harder,” I beg.
He delivers...tenfold.
Chapter Four
Eric
Her skin tastes fucking amazing. I can’t get enough of it. Her mouth, her pussy, her tits. That fucking smile, laugh, giggle, that tongue quiver. Right now, I hate the dark more than I did as a kid. I would have loved to watch her clit quiver while she came on my face.
She slides her hand between us and grabs my cock. “Damn,” she whispers against my lips.
“You impressed?” I ask before sucking on her neck, again on the descent, back to her tits.
“It’s twice the size of the last—”
I squeeze her ass, stopping her, and she looks up at me with those beautiful eyes.
“Virgin, remember?”
She giggles. “Oh right. But just so you know, when you get there, you may not find what you’re looking for.” “I’m pretty sure I found exactly what I’m looking for.” She rubs my cock against her hot opening.
“Your rules,” I groan, feeling the heat emanating from her.
“You licked my pretty. Let me return the favor. This is “You licked my pretty. Let me return the favor. This is the leas —”
“Condom?”
“Oh, shoot.” She bangs her head on my shoulder then nips it.
I lift her chin so she’s looking at me and tell her the truth, “I’m clean.”
“I’m safe. Clean. On the pill.” She leans in and licks my fucking nipple.
“Wouldn’t care if you weren’t on the pill. I’d knock you up every nine months.”
Her head snaps back, and she looks at me with a stunned expression. “I hate kids.”
I laugh out loud as she shakes her head and releases my cock.
Shit.
“I mean, not all kids, just some, and—”
“I hate most kids, too.”
“Why the hell are we talking about kids? Why the hell would you want to knock up a stranger?” She bangs her forehead on my chest again. “Why do I always find the c
razies?”
I have to fight back the laugh because she’s clearly having a...moment, but it doesn’t stop me from asking, “Why the hell would you still be wrapped around me like a condom if you truly thought I was crazy?”
“I’m cold?”
I slide my hand down her side then between us and dip a finger inside her. “You feel hot to me. Feverish even.”
“You gave me a fever,” she says, trying not to smile before latching on to my shoulder, stifling a moan as I slide my finger in and out slowly.
“Better than an STI.”
She giggles as she grinds against my hand.
“You sure about this?” I ask, pushing another finger inside her hot, little pussy.
“Mm...” She licks up my neck, grabbing my hair and pulling it back as she slides her tongue over my Adam’s apple then over my chin. Then she loosens her grip and kisses me. Sucking on my lower lip, she takes it between her teeth. “Condom.”
“All right then.”
I walk us out of the water, loving the way she kisses my neck, my face, the way her teeth scrape down my neck, and she nips at my shoulders as I slide my fingers slowly in and out of her, making sure I don’t put her over the edge.
Not yet.
As much as I want to be inside her, this is fucking heaven.
As soon as my feet are in the sand, she wiggles free of my grip, licks her lips, and then smiles up at me as she sinks to her knees. Gripping my cock, she strokes me hard and slow, and I fight between wanting to thrust into her mouth or wanting to be buried inside her. The former wins when she wraps her pretty, plush lips around my head and sucks so fucking hard that I feel my balls tighten immediately. She takes me in as far as she can while pumping me in her hand. Her mouth is hot, wet...
“Fucking perfect,” I groan as she swirls her tongue around the rim.
I look up at the stars and try to concentrate on the band at the bar, covering another Adele song, in the near distance.
Stroking, sucking, licking, pumping...
“Gonna make me lose my fucking mind, gorgeous.” I look down and see her eyes shining in the moonlight with as much of a smile as she can give me with my cock in her mouth.
Fucking woman is...different.
Reaching down, I grip under her arms and pull her up.
“What are you—”
When I throw her over my shoulder, she laughs out loud.
“I’m gonna get a condom and get inside you.”
It only takes a few long strides to get to the blanket and flip her down on it, grab my shorts, and grab a condom out of my pocket. Then it only takes seconds to sheath myself and less than a second to drop down and hover over her.
Pushing her legs farther apart with my knee, I settle between her legs and place my forearms on the sides of her head, pushing her hair away from her face. “You ready for this, gorgeous?”
Swallowing hard, she nods quickly.
She looks nervous for the first time all damn night. It may be wrong, but I like it.
I kiss her slowly this time and love the way she moans into my mouth.
I don’t break the kiss when I push myself up, reach between us, and drag my cock up and down her soaked slit. Kissing down her neck, to her tits, sucking one into my mouth, then the next, I push inside her and still.
“Don’t stop,” she moans.
“Your wish is my command,” I say before kissing her and pushing inside her nice and slow.
When she gasps, my heartbeat accelerates. When she moans, I begin pulling out and pushing in, slow and steady, just so I can see the way she breathes in so fucking deeply when I move in and moans and tightens her sexy thighs when I pull back.
I lean in and whisper against her head, through a kiss,
“Feels so fucking good.”
“So...so...good.”
“I knew...” I groan as I push in a little harder this time, and she whimpers, “it.”
“Oh God,” she cries as I thrust harder into her.
We find our rhythm, meeting each other thrust for thrust, breath for breath, moan for groan, cries against growls.
“Eric!” she cries as she sinks her teeth into my shoulder a little harder this time.
I like it.
“Oh God.” She throws her head back and arches her back. “Oh...Oh...”
I quicken the pace, deepen the thrusts, and keep my fucking eyes wide open as I watch her on the cusp of an orgasm.
“Open your eyes, Autumn,” I groan. “I want them on me when you come on my cock.”
“You’re...You’re...”
“Open your eyes, dammit.”
“Oh God.”
“Fucking eyes,” I demand as I wrap an arm behind her and pull her up, pushing my legs under her, and thrusting deep.
Her eyes open wide, and she cries out without making a fucking sound.
“There she is.” I thrust again.
“Fuck.” She leans forward to bury her gorgeous face in my neck, but I quickly wrap her soft, silky hair in one hand and pull her head back.
“Don’t disappear on me. I wanna watch you. I wanna see that face when you come all over my cock.”
Her eyes roll slightly as her pussy clenches tighter around my dick.
I thrust over and over again until she cries out into the sky. Then I slow down my pace, watching her mouth gaping, her eyes tightly closed, her chest heaving as she holds her cry back, trying to be quiet.
I thrust into her, needing to hear her, and she finally gives me what I want.
“Eric...Oh fuck.”
Oh fuck is right, I think as I release her hair and pull her tight against me, her nipples pressing against my pecs.
“Fuck, you’re even more beautiful when you come.”
She smiles, bites her lip, opens her eyes, and then looks up at the sky. “Oh my God,” she gasps. “Look.”
I look up and see a shooting star, and then another.
“Two.” She grins. “There were two. Make a wish.”
“You’re fucking adorable.”
She looks at me finally, still smiling.
“My wish is, when I give you another orgasm, you’ll look at me like you did those stars.”
She buries her nose into my neck and sighs. “You weren’t supposed to tell me your wish.”
I pull back and look at her, then lie, “When you see two, you have to tell the person you’re with. It’s a rule.”
She giggles and threads her fingers in my hair. “Well—”
She stops talking and clings onto my shoulders as I move to lay her on her back.
“Make my wish come true.”
“I will certainly try.”
I push into her hard this time then stop. “Tell me yours.”
She shakes her head, refusing.
“Come on.” I pull almost all the way out. “I dare you.”
She closes her eyes and whispers, “My wish was that I’m making you feel just as good as you are me.”
“Where the fuck did you come from?” I thrust into her fully.
And she cries out, “Queens.”
“Autumn of Queens, watcher of stars, avoider of toads, with the sweetest tits and pussy I have ever tasted.”
She smirks as I grab the back of her head and force her to look at me.
“Give me those eyes.”
She opens her eyes as I release the back of her head and hold the sides of it.
“I’m gonna make you come with me.”
She places her hands on mine as I drive into her over and over again.
The sounds she makes, the expressions on her flawless face, the way her nails sink into my hands as I...do the closest thing to making love to a woman as I ever have, demolish all reserve.
We are skin to skin, sound to sound, eye to eye, pleasure to pleasure as we come hard, loud, and together.
Lying on her, panting, relishing, smelling our mixed scent wafting in the ocean breeze, wanting more but knowing she’s still trying to catch her breath
, I try to come up with ways to get her to come back to my place with me.
My place. My fucking place.
No, I will not have him fuck this up for me.
I bury my nose into her hair and whisper, “Come home with me.” She stiffens.
Fuck.
Chapter Five
Autumn
Come home with me.
His words are soft, almost a plea. And as much as my body wants to scream yes, I learned a long time ago, over and over again, like an old vinyl skipping on my grandma’s record player, that sex—and at the time I thought it was good sex—has an internal cord that connects my sexual parts to my heart. And as much as I love a good happily ever after, I’ve realized true happiness comes from within. So, as epic as the fall feels, I promised myself that I wouldn’t get too close to the ground before I pull the ripcord to slow it down...not this time. I never again want to be lying on the jagged rocks beneath me, broken...shattered.
“My friend is waiting.”
“The one who gave me two thumbs-up and a smile?” He lifts himself slightly. His hair is hanging down, and I want to touch it, but...my cord.
“You know the term bros before hos?” I smile as I attempt to sit up.
His brilliant blue eyes search mine.
“Sisters before misters.” I give him a quick peck on the “Sisters before misters.” I give him a quick peck on the nose then slide under his arm.
He sighs exaggeratedly and sits back on his heels. “There’s a chance she didn’t leave alone either. She was the second most beautiful woman in the place.”
I smile as I grab my dress and start to pull it over my head. “Well...” I pause, taking in his body from a distance, totally naked and lit by the light of the moon. My mouth waters and I am unable to construct a damn sentence, let alone a thought.
“Christ, you’re gorgeous,” he huffs as he removes the condom and ties it off.
“I was thinking the same thing.”
He looks up. “I want to see you before I head back South.”
“I’d like to be seen by you again.” I pull my dress over my head and feel tiny graduals of sand coating my damp flesh.
“When?” He stands and walks over, pulling the hem of my dress down over my ass.
