“Jesus,” she gasped, wrapping her hand around my dick. I jumped at her touch, and we both chuckled.
“If I come like this, I’m not talking to you for the rest of the night.”
A smile spread across her face and her cheeks turned red.
“You’re so…big.”
I lifted a brow. “And I can’t wait to fill you.”
Her eyes lifted, and a dark, steamy haze fell over them. Her chest rose and fell as I kept rolling and pinching her nipple. If she wanted to play first, I could fucking play.
Leaning down, I took her other nipple in my mouth, and Chloe cried out my name. The sound of it being said in such a lust-induced way made my dick get harder.
With her other hand, she wove her fingers into my hair, little moans of pleasure coming from her as she slowly stroked me. She was about to make me come simply from touching me and moaning. Jesus, I needed to take control.
I dropped to my knees and lifted her leg. Chloe tensed, and I looked up at her. Holy shit, if she had never let Easton do this, I was going to be going to church twice on Sundays. “Have you never?”
She chewed on her lip. Her innocence sprayed across her cheeks. “No.”
I closed my eyes and said a quick Thank you, Jesus. Then I looked up at her. “Do you not want me to?”
Swallowing hard, she finally found her voice. “I want you to. Desperately. But…”
I already knew what she was thinking. How many women had I given oral sex to? We had promised the past was in the past. “It’s only me and you now, Chloe. If you want to know, I’ll tell you.”
For a few moments, she stared at me while she worked it out in her head. “More than one?” she finally asked.
“No.”
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly. “One?” she asked in a timid voice.
I wasn’t about to lie to her. It had been one of my many lessons from Heather. I had only done it one time with her. After that, I told her it was too personal of an act to share.
“Only one person, one time.”
She licked her lips and slowly nodded. I kissed under her belly button and her entire body quivered. I loved that I did that to her.
“I want to taste you, Chloe,” I whispered as I moved my mouth lower. With her leg over my shoulder, I grabbed her ass and licked slowly between her legs.
“Oh, God!”
I smiled. This was going to feel good for her. Repeating the action, I used my hand to spread her more, then slipped my fingers inside her. Her leg gave out some, and I worked at keeping her upright.
I focused on her clit while I massaged inside of her. Chloe’s hips started to move, and her fingers were in my hair, pulling my face against her harder.
“Rip. Oh God, Rip.”
Yes. The sound of my name coming from that sweet mouth was like music to my ears.
“What…oh…oh…”
My fingers moved as I flicked her clit faster with my tongue. Adding another finger and sucking on her clit threw her over the edge.
“Rip! Oh! I’m coming!”
Her body trembled as she rode her hips against my face. She repeated my name, as well as other words I couldn’t understand. She held my head against her, taking what she wanted from me, and I loved it. I loved that she had waited for me to do this. Guilt slammed me in the middle of my chest that I hadn’t done the same.
When she finally stopped trembling, I knew her orgasm had passed. I gently took her leg off my shoulder and stood. She wobbled for a moment but grabbed my arms.
Our eyes met, and I knew I couldn’t wait another moment longer. Picking her up, I walked us into the tent, both soaking wet from the shower. Chloe was shaking in my arms, so I headed to the bathroom, grabbed a few towels and went back to the bed.
Slowly setting her down, I wrapped the towel around me and dried her off. The way she watched me with that heated expression had me picking up speed. I dried off and picked her up again, making her squeal in delight. I drew the covers back and laid her on the bed. Then I pulled the covers up and over her. She frowned and looked at me with a puzzled expression.
“I need to do something really quick, and I don’t want you getting cold.”
Chloe simply nodded and watched me move about the room. The candles were LEDs, which made it easier. I simply clicked them on. One by one, the room slowly took on the flicker of the lights. The horizon outside was starting to make its own romantic glow. Soft colors of orange and pink painted the sky’s canvas. It couldn’t have been a more perfect moment.
Walking to my bag, I took out a few condoms and set them on the side table. Chloe looked at them and then back up to me.
Smiling, I took a nipple into my mouth and moaned.
Using my other hand, I explored her while I sucked and pulled. Chloe did the same with her hands on my body. She moved slowly. Tracing every muscle, every scar. It was as if she was attempting to memorize each thing about me.
I moved my mouth up to meet hers. We were soon lost in a kiss as I settled between her legs. She rubbed against me, causing me to nearly come on the spot. I wasn’t sure how I was able not to, truth be told.
“Rip, please. I want you inside me, and I can’t wait another second.”
Looking down at her, I winked. “Your wish is my command.”
When I reached for the condom, she grabbed my arm and said the two words I didn’t want to hear right now.
“Wait. Stop.”
Chloe
RIP STILLED WHEN I told him to stop. A look of utter panic moved over his face.
“I mean, I don’t want to stop this, but I want to talk to you about using a condom.”
He nodded. “I’ve always used them.”
“Same here. I’m also on the pill and I…” My voice faded, and Rip looked at me like I had lost my mind.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong. Everything is perfect. It’s exactly like I always thought it would be, with the exception of one thing.”
He lifted his brows. “What one thing?”
I chewed nervously on my lower lip. When Rip reached up and pulled it free from my teeth, I let out a nervous chuckle.
“Chloe Cat, talk to me.”
I glanced at the condom, and then back to him. “I want to feel you, Rip. All of you. I want our first time to be connected.”
He didn’t say a word. When he finally smiled, I let out the breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding in.
“No condom? Are you sure?”
I nodded.
“What if…”
“Then it was meant to be. I want to be with you…as one. Like we were always meant to be.”
Rip moved back over me, resting his weight on his arms. “I love you so much.”
I pushed my fingers through his short, light brown hair and replied, “I love you more.”
He rubbed his nose against mine, and I felt him there. So close to pushing inside of me. “Impossible,” I replied.
The tip of his dick rubbed against my clit, causing me to wiggle under him for more contact. He moved his fingers lightly down the side of my body then grabbed my leg, opening me more to him. When he had taken off his swim shorts before our shower, I nearly swallowed my own tongue. Rip Myers was well endowed. I knew I would be feeling our lovemaking for the next week, and I was perfectly fine with that. I wanted to move and be reminded of this closeness.
As he teased my entrance, I reached down and dug my fingers into his ass. He laughed, then slipped his fingers inside me instead. I knew he was making sure I was wet enough to take him in. Being wet was no problem. I was on the verge of having another orgasm simply from thinking of him making love to me.
“Rip, I’m so ready for you. Please.”
“I like hearing you beg for me,” he whispered against my lips. I smiled and lifted my hips to him.
His eyes met mine. “God, I love you.”
My heart slammed frantically in my chest.
If this is a dream, I ne
ver want to wake up!
He positioned himself again as we held one another’s gaze. When he pushed in slightly, I gasped, and he stopped.
“I only need a moment to adjust as you go in. Please don’t stop.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” The sound of compassion in his voice caused tears to well up in my eyes. The two other men I had been with never treated me like this. They weren’t harsh, by any means, but they never looked at me with so much love and care. When Rip said he didn’t want to hurt me, I believed him. I not only saw it in his eyes, I heard it in his voice. Felt it in his touch.
This man loved me, and I loved him. Everything was exactly how it was supposed to be.
“Chloe,” he softly said, kissing the tear that had slipped free. “Talk to me.”
“The way you love me. I feel it so deep within my heart.”
He smiled and pushed in farther. My breath hitched, and I arched upward. It felt heavenly. He felt heavenly.
“I do love you. More than you will ever know.”
His mouth pressed to mine. My arms wrapped around his neck as he pushed deep inside me. When he stilled, our kiss deepened.
Rip slowly moved his hips and I could already feel my body reacting. Building to what I knew was going to be an overwhelming orgasm. I wondered if he felt the same.
He pulled his mouth from mine and buried his face in my neck. Wrapping my legs around his body, I silently urged him for more. I loved the sweetness of his lovemaking, but I needed more from him. Longed for more.
“Rip!” I cried out, digging my heels into him. “More.”
He lifted his head and grinned the same way I’d first seen him smile so many years ago. Back then I had thought he was just a cute little boy offering me his swing. Now, that cute smile had a hint of naughty in it. I smiled back, and he gave me exactly what I asked for.
And so much more than that.
I was soon crying out his name as stars exploded behind my eyes. Rip’s own moans of pleasure mixed with mine, along with my name falling from his mouth.
We came together. Both of us tumbled off the ledge at the same exact time. Like it was meant to be. Like it had always been meant to be.
Rip remained still for the longest time after he came inside me. I felt positive he was just as moved by the experience as I had been. My fingers moved lightly over his back while his breathing, and mine, settled to a more normal rhythm.
“It was better than any dream I have ever had,” he said, his nose rubbing my jaw.
“Mmm, I agree.” I was in a blissful bubble. The air in the room felt crisp and clean. The smell of flowers floated, and I looked to see the sky was the most beautiful shades of dark blue with just a hint of orange and pink from the sunset.
“I’ll never forget this night for as long as I live,” I said. I closed my eyes and committed every single moment to memory. It would be tucked alongside all the other amazing memories I shared with this man.
“It’s only the beginning, Chloe Cat. I want to give you so many more nights like tonight.”
His eyes caught mine, and we both smiled.
Rip started to pull out of me, but I hooked my leg around him and shook my head. “I’m not ready for you to leave me yet.”
“Oh baby, I’m not ever leaving you. Ever.”
Dear Lord, my heart couldn’t take much more of this man. I’d just had him, he was still inside me, yet I found myself wanting more of him. Needing more of him. Wanting to make up for all the lost time we’d missed.
“Let me go grab a towel. We have to get dressed.”
I jutted my lower lip into a pout. “Why on Earth would you suggest getting dressed?”
He winked and then he was standing. Leaving me feeling empty without him inside me.
“Dinner is being delivered soon.”
Thud went my heart.
There he went again making me swoon.
“Have you been reading romance books?” I asked, lifting up on my elbows as I watched him retreat. He had a beautiful ass. A perfect ass. And it was mine.
I giggled at my silly behavior. I was ogling his ass, for crying out loud.
Rip walked back into the room with a washcloth. He sat on the bed and used his hand to spread my legs apart. The moment the warm washcloth touched between my legs, I moaned. No man had ever done anything like this for me before.
Looking back, I didn’t know why I ever thought I was in love with Easton. After sex, he climbed out of the bed, pulled on his pants and kissed me goodbye on the forehead. It was never anything mind-blowing. I had blamed it, of course, on my love for Rip. Or the love I had refused to accept.
“Chloe, if you keep moaning like that, I’m going to make you come with my mouth again.”
My eyes jerked open, and I turned to look at him. I was positive he saw the desire in my eyes.
“I’ll save it for dessert. Get dressed, baby. They’ll be here soon.”
I didn’t move. Instead, I watched as Rip pulled on a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. He walked into the kitchen and looked around. Did he have any idea how incredibly sexy it was to watch him? Bare feet. Tight T-shirt. Just-fucked hair.
Ugh, Chloe. Stop and get up already.
Slipping out of the bed, I almost wrapped the sheet around my body, but decided I was never going to hide myself from the man I loved. This was new for me. Before this I would never have walked around naked after sex. Now everything had changed, just like I knew it would, but this time it was only for the better.
I felt the heat from Rip’s eyes on me almost instantly. I may have added a bit more of a sway to my hips as I walked over to my bag, pulled out some sweatpants and Rip’s T-shirt, then headed into the bathroom. When I heard him groan softly, I smiled and internally fist pumped.
Rip
MY BODY HUMMED with pleasure as I found some tea and put it in the Keurig. Chloe wasn’t a coffee drinker, but I knew she loved a cup of tea.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw her head to the bathroom. I noticed she’d almost wrapped her body up in the sheet but decided not to. I was glad she didn’t. I never wanted her to hide that amazing body from me. Ever.
My phone buzzed on the coffee table and I walked over to it. I figured it was about dinner, but it was Mike.
Mike: This is just cruel. How is it going? Have y’all done it yet?
Me: Done it? What are we in grade school still?
Mike: I’m going to guess since you have ignored all of my phone calls, and Chloe isn’t answering her phone either, y’all did it!
I laughed.
“What’s funny?” Chloe asked, walking into the open room. I opened my mouth but couldn’t seem to find any words.
Chloe looked down to the phone, then back at me. “What? What’s wrong?”
Slowly, I shook my head. “You look…beautiful.”
She glanced at her sweats and my old Oak Springs football T-shirt.
“What?” she asked with a giggle.
Her hair was pulled into a ponytail, and she had the most stunning blush on her cheeks. I wanted to pull her into my arms, kiss her fucking senseless, carry her back to the bed and make love to her all over again. And again. And again.
“Rip? What in the world is wrong with you? Why are you staring at me like that?”
I framed her face in my hands and kissed her. Chloe’s body melted, and she moaned into my mouth. My hands went to her backside, and I pulled her up until her legs wrapped around me.
Her fingers sunk into my hair, and I was walking her back to the bed, when I heard someone call out.
“Hidey-ho!”
Chloe started to laugh as I groaned in frustration and let her slide down my body.
“Looks like dinner is here.”
I rubbed the back of my neck as I made my way to the door. The delivery guy stood on the steps.
“Rip Myers?” he asked, giving me a jolly ol’ happy smile.
“That would be me.”
He reached out and handed me t
wo bags. “I have your order from the Italian Garden.”
“Oh, Italian!” Chloe said from behind me.
The delivery guy glanced her way and nodded. Chloe took one of the bags and walked to the table on the veranda.
“The tip should have been included when I paid.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you for that.”
“Of course. Thanks so much for being right on time.”
Chloe tried not to chuckle, but she heard the sarcasm in my voice.
“No problem at all. Enjoy your dinner, and that view!”
“Thank you!” Chloe called out as I walked over to the table and set the other bag down.
“It smells like heaven. What did you order?” Chloe asked as she pulled out plastic plates and silverware, followed by a loaf of the most amazing smelling garlic bread.
“Your favorite. Chicken parmesan.”
She closed her eyes and let out a moan that went straight to my dick. I attempted to ignore how much he liked that sound coming from her. “I almost lost control there for a second.”
She helped me take out all the food. “What was that all about anyway?”
I shrugged. “You walked out of the bathroom and took my breath away. I wanted you again.”
She chewed on her lip and a slight blush colored her cheeks.
I reached for her hand and squeezed it. “You look adorable as fuck in my old T-shirt with your hair up in a ponytail. I can’t believe how lucky I am, and a part of me is really hoping like hell this isn’t another dream.”
“It’s not a dream. I already pinched myself a few times in the bathroom.”
We both laughed.
“Has Alyssa been trying to call?”
“Don’t know. My phone is in my purse. I haven’t even taken it out.”
“Mike texted. He asked if we’ve, and I quote, ‘done it’ yet.”
Chloe rolled her eyes and took a bite of bread. I handed her the salad. “What did you say?”
“I told him we weren’t in grade school. Then you walked out, and I completely forgot about everything else but you.”
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