by Angela Rush
“Warren please.” She begs not knowing what she is begging for, but knowing she needs more, now. He trails kisses up from her breasts to her neck, along her jaw, to her mouth where he devours her once again. He has settled his lower body between her thighs, and she grinds her sex against his growing erection. The friction is driving her closer to the edge and making Deadeye want to forget all about taking it slow and easy and fuck her brains out. He manages to keep himself in check, but just barely. The last thing he ever wants to do is hurt her. First, he needs her out of these damn clothes that are in his way of touching her bare skin. His hands slide under the lacy hem of her attire and move up her body.
“Arms up, sweetheart. I need you bare.” Elise complies sitting up to help him remove the thin fabric from her body. “God you are perfect, sweetheart.” Deadeye says as his eyes feast on her naked flesh, only her sex is covered by a thin layer of lace. “These need to go as well.” Deadeye says as his hands slide under the waist band of her panties to remove them. Elise lifts her hips as he slides the fabric down her legs. She kicks them off, not caring where they land.
Now that she is completely bare before him, he takes a moment to drink in her beauty. She begins to blush under his scrutiny. He lowers himself then to place a kiss on her lips, but it is short and almost chaste in comparison to kisses they have shared in the past. Too soon for Elise’s liking, he breaks the kiss and moves quickly down her body. Before she understands what, he has in mind, his face is hovering over her soaking wet pussy. He has pushed her thighs apart and slowly keeping eye contact with her he lowers his mouth to her hot folds.
“Oh God! Warren!” Elise exclaims as he licks her folds. She jerks from the shock of the carnal act. His tongue finds her clit and begins to flick it in earnest causing her to buck against his mouth. He works her slow and easy then hard and fast. As her bucking becomes more frantic and he knows her release is coming soon, he picks up the pace in earnest before finally clamping down on her clit and sucking hard. “Warren!” She screams again as her orgasm hits her hard. Her thighs shake, her walls fluttering trying to grab onto his tongue, and moisture floods his face from her hot folds. He continues to lick her, taking in all her juices as she quivers under him. When he is sure she has ridden it out to the very end, he raises his head and licks his lips as he crawls back up her body, placing tender kisses on her sweat soaked skin.
“Sweetheart that was beautiful. Watching you come undone on my mouth. Fuck! I’ve never seen anything like it.” Warren is laying over her again with his body pressed against hers. Elise opens her eyes to look at him and she blushes so damn cute. He loves that she is inexperienced, and he can teach her the art of making love.
“Warren” It comes out more a breathless whisper than a normal voice. “I didn’t know I could feel that way…It was out of this world.” Elise can’t think of the right words to explain how he has made her feel and despite the amazing orgasm she still feels like she needs more. She needs him to be inside her, taking what is his.
Elise wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him down to her mouth and she is shocked but pleased she can taste herself on his tongue. It is so raw, and deeply intimate at the same time. She grinds herself against him urging him to take her and give her what her body is begging for, his cock.
“Please Warren, I need more. I need you, inside me.” Elise begs him as she moves against him.
“Jesus, sweetheart!” Warren breaths. “Are you sure? Once this is done, we can’t go back. I won’t ever let you go. You are so young and I’m an old man. I need you to be absolutely certain, Elise. This is not a quick fuck for me. I want you in my bed, in my life. I want forever. I’m too old to play games. I’m in this for the long haul. Are you sure you are ready for that?” Deadeye holds his breath. He should have had this talk with her before he let things go this far. He won’t settle for anything less than forever with her. He can’t stand the thoughts of her with another man, but if she doesn’t want him forever it’s better, he find out now before he buries his dick in her hot wet pussy and be lost to her forever.
“Warren, I’m a virgin for a reason. It’s not like I haven’t had opportunities to lose it before now. Believe me, guys have tried, but I wanted more than a ‘quick fuck’ as you said. I wanted someone I knew I could spend the rest of my life with. That is, you, Warren. Make me yours, yours forever.” Elise finishes as she bucks against his cock again. That’s all it takes to release the feral beast inside him. He devours her mouth with his. He kisses her with all the promises and love in his heart. Yes, he loves her. She has wormed her way under his skin, and he knows beyond all doubt she is his forever. Now, he needs to show her, mark her, make her his in the most intimate and animal way.
“Why aren’t you naked?” Elise’s timid question brings him out of his musings. He looks down and realizes he still has his sleep pants on, and his erection is straining against the material begging to be released to find its home in her hot, wet, sweetness. He quickly leaps from the bed and in one swift motion drops both his sleep pants and his boxer-briefs. He reaches into the nightstand for a condom, but Elise stops him before he can open the package.
“Warren, I have a latex allergy and I’m on the pill. We can’t use that kind. I have some that are latex-free in my bag if you really want to use one.” Elise says softly while gazing at his manhood standing at attention, it is bobbing against his stomach as he moves.
“What are you saying, sweetheart? You want me to take you bare?” Warren looks at her in disbelief. Elise nods her head in answer.
“Really? I’m clean, sweetheart. I haven’t been with anyone in a couple of years and I’ve never taken anyone bare before. I have papers somewhere from my last physical showing I don’t have any STD’s.” Warren is reeling from the thought he could take her bare. No barrier between them. He wasn’t lying when he said he had never taken a woman bare before. He could watch his cum drip out of her wetting the sheet under her ass. It’s a caveman thought, but damn if he didn’t want to see that.
“Warren.” She says sternly. “Stop talking.”
Elise has found her inner vixen and he likes it. He leaps onto the bed then. She squeals in surprise and he laughs against her breasts as he buries his face between them. They aren’t large, but just the right size for his hands to cover each one. Cupping her breasts and squeezing them just enough to be slightly uncomfortable, he kisses her again.
“You are sure?” He has to ask one last time. “It’s going to hurt, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“It’ll only be a moment. I’ll be fine. Just do it. Please, I…I need you, Warren.” Elise looks deeply into his eyes. “I need your hard dick inside me, take me Warren. I want to be yours.”
That was all it took to push him over his fears of causing her pain. It was plain to see he was hurting her in a different way by denying her want she wanted and needed. Dragging it out wasn’t going to make it hurt less, only make her worry more before it happened. He positioned himself over her, then leaning on his left arm as he took his cock in his right hand. He runs the head of his cock up and down her sleek, wet folds making sure to hit her over sensitive clit with each pass. Once he was certain that it was properly lubricated in her juices, he eased inside her lower lips, just an inch before pausing. She lifts her hips begging him for more. He tries to ease in a little more but feels resistance. He stops for fear of hurting her.
“Just do it, Warren. Make it quick.” Elise kind of chuckles. “Like a band-aid…Ow!”
Before the last word had left her lips, he slams into her all the way to the hilt, but then stops so she can adjust to his girth. It takes all his willpower to hold himself still. He wants her to get past the moment of pain. He is watching her face. She looks up at him after a few moments and smiles, then commands.
“Move!” She brings her hips up to meet his and he seats a little deeper inside her. He eases back out of her a few inches then eases back watching for any signs of pain. She keeps a smile on her f
ace, and she tries to move her hips toward him to meet his thrusts. With each pass, he gets bolder and so does she. He pulls out further and thrusts harder. It doesn’t take long until they find a steady rhythm. They move against one another building friction and a slow smoldering fire. He can tell when she is getting close to coming. Her thrusts begin to get frantic and erratic. He picked up his pace trying to match her frenzied movements. Reaching between them he rubs her clit to push her over the edge forcing her to come a second time. She writhes against him and it brings his release closer, but he doesn’t stop. He continues to work in and out of her. He is pounding into her and she is meeting him with every thrust urging him for more.
“Yes, yes, more…Oh God!” Her words feed his beast and he pounds into her like a bull in rut. As his balls draw up and he feels his impending release she comes a third time, squeezing his dick with her walls contracting around him. He thrusts a final time into her hot wet pussy, stiffening and holding himself inside her. His cum shoots out of him in hot jets. He jerks into her a few more times emptying himself more thoroughly than he has ever done before. His arms and legs feel like a Jell-O and he collapses on top of her but tries to keep his weight off her so she can breathe.
They lay that way for a long time letting their breathing slow and the sweat on their skin dry. He can feel his release leaking out around his softening dick, but he’s still too spent to move. She isn’t complaining so he just continues to lay with his head between her breasts. Sometime later, he thinks she might even be asleep as her breathing is slow and regular. He tries to shift off her, but her arms tighten around him. His now limp dick is still barely hanging inside her soaking pussy. The evidence of their lovemaking is drying on their skin. He lifts his head to look into her eyes.
“You ok, sweetheart?” Warren is looking at her with concern. He lost control and wasn’t as gentle as he meant to be for her first time. Elise smiles at him. Her eyes bright. Is that love he sees in them?
“Yes, Warren. I’m more than ok. You have rocked my world in the best way.” She giggles then groans as his cock slips out of her followed by more juices from their encounter.
“I was afraid I was too rough with you, but damn you are so hot, I lost control.” Warren whispers before laying a heated kiss on her lips again. When he pulls back from her, she smiles at him again.
“No, Warren. It was heavenly. Perfect.” Elise says as she runs her fingers through his hair. Warren rolls off her and heads toward the bathroom. He returns a few minutes later with a warm washcloth. He nears the bed and climbs in. Elise reaches for the cloth, but he refuses to let her have it.
“Spread your legs, sweetheart. Let me take care of you.” Warren whispers in her ear as he moves to clean away the evidence of their love making. Blushing profusely, Elise complies. She felt so cared for by this beast of a man. When he was done, he tossed the cloth back toward the bathroom. He climbed in the bed then and pulled her to his side. She laid her head on his shoulder and placed her hand on his chest. She had never felt so contented in all her life.
“Sleep, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” Deadeye whispers to his love as she drifts off to sleep. He holds her close for a longtime listening to her rhythmic breathing. Sooner than he would have expected, sleep takes him as well. He dreams of a future that he had never allowed himself to wish for before. A house, white picket fence with kids playing in the yard. He was sitting on a large front porch and Elise comes out to join him, her belly swollen with his child growing inside. It was an amazing dream that he intended to make come true, not only for him, but for Elise.
Chapter 19
Warren wakes a few hours later with his amazing dream still on his mind. He is overwhelmed at the contentment he feels when he wakes with Elise still wrapped up in his arms. He had rarely spent the night with a woman, and he had never wanted to snuggle after sex. With Elise, however, he didn’t want to turn her loose, no matter how hot he was from their combined body heat, or the cramp in his left arm under her head. This was what he had secretly been longing for. For the first time in his life, he felt at peace, complete at last.
When Elise stirs in his arms, he places a soft kiss on top of her head. Her eyes flutter open and she smiles shyly at him as recognition hits her. He returns her smile as he rolls her onto her back, and he hovers over her.
“Good morning, sweetheart.” Lowering his mouth to hers, he kisses her long and deep.
“Good morning, Warren.” Elise replies when he releases her mouth.
“Are you very sore?” Warren watches as she shifts to get comfortable under him. He notices a grimace or two as she gets comfortable. Guilt hits him. He was too rough with her. He was such an ass. He should have taken his time.
“It’s not bad. I’m a little sore, but that’s to be expected.” Just like his woman to downplay her pain. Deadeye again feels remorse for hurting her. He knows that all women experience discomfort with their first time, but he hates that Elise has to experience it.
“Warren.” Her voice startles him out of his thoughts. When he looks at her, she continues. “Stop worrying about it. It’s not that bad. I promise. Now, how about you help me work out this soreness?” Her gaze has heated, and she arches her groin to his. His woman truly is a vixen. She might be shy in public, but in the privacy of their bed, she was demanding and knew what she wanted. Not wanting to deny her anything she wanted, Warren complies.
An hour later, they are in the shower and they continue to explore each other’s bodies and learn what the other one liked. Warren enjoyed seeing her come apart in his arms. He had worried that the torture she had endured at the hands of Hussan would mess with her head when it came to sex, but so far, she hadn’t shown any signs of distress during their love making. He was certain she would never be able to go down on him, but he was alright with that. While he had enjoyed it in the past, he was more concerned over Elise’s mental health than his physical desires.
After they have showered, and he has introduced her to shower sex. Taking her against the wall of the shower with her legs wrapped around his waist and his hands on her ass. They step out of the shower and towel each other dry. Once they are dressed, he takes her to the kitchen and sits her down at the bar. He starts the coffee while getting out eggs, bacon, cheese, and fresh vegetables from the refrigerator. Elise offers to help, but he declines.
“I want to cook for you, sweetheart. Just relax, I’ll have us something to eat in a few minutes.” Warren crosses the distance between them and kisses her deeply. “I like spoiling you.” He smirks before turning back to the stove. Elise can’t stand to sit still so she comes around the bar and proceeds to put bread in the toaster. Then she gets a knife and begins to cut up the onions, mushrooms, green peppers, and spinach for the omelets. They work together in a comfortable silence. It seems to hit them both at the same time. They could get used to this, waking up together every day and cooking breakfast. Elise turns to look at Warren as he looks up at her. When their eyes meet, they smile not needing words to convey what they both feel.
After breakfast, they settle into the living area on the couch. Warren pulls Elise onto his lap as they sit down. She is sitting sideways on his lap with her feet hanging off one side. He trails kisses from her left ear down her neck. Elise tilts her head to the side to give him access to her sensitive skin at the base of her neck. A little moan escapes from her lips as he continues to nuzzle her flesh. Finally, he moves back up to her mouth and they share a long slow duel of tongues. When he breaks the kiss to lean his forehead on hers, Elise knows she is fully and deeply in love.
“What would you like to do today, sweetheart?” Warren’s rumbling voice sends shivers down her spine. Elise has all kinds of ideas about how they could spend their day, but she knows he’s asking about activities outside the bedroom. She wants to tease him though.
“Um…I can think of a few things.” Elise says as she turns to straddle him and grinds herself against his lap. He grabs her hips to stop her movements and she suck
s in a quick breath.
“You are a vixen, sweetheart.” Warren growls in her ear. “You are going to be the death of me.” He huffs and Elise giggles against his lips as she claims another kiss.
“I’m sorry Warren. I don’t mean to be a tease.” Elise’s soft voice in his ear makes him tremble with need. Elise can feel his erection growing under her lap. She shifts to get off him, but he stops her and using his hands grinds her hips down onto him again. He gives her a little smirk before letting her go. Elise playfully slaps at his shoulder as she climbs off his lap.
“How about we go to Lejeune Memorial Gardens or Lynwood Park Zoo?” Elise looks at Warren to see what he thinks of those ideas. Warren glances at her with a smile on his face.
“You want to go the Memorial Gardens?” Warren looks genuinely surprised.
“Well, yeah. I read about it on the web and it looks like it would be really interesting. It had great reviews and it has a lot of history. They have memorials to Vietnam and WW II Marines lost among others. It’s a beautiful day outside, so it will be nice to be walking around outside. What do you think?” Elise looks to Warren to see his reaction. The warmth and tenderness in his expression almost takes Elise’s breath away.
“I would love to take you to the Gardens, sweetheart. Afterward we can hit the flea market and later have dinner out, yeah?” Elise nods eagerly. She was looking forward to spending the day with Warren. Elise gets her purse and Warren leads her out to his truck. He opens her door and helps her inside. Once she’s seated, he hands her the seat belt and waits until it secured before he rounds the hood of the truck to climb behind the wheel. He backs out of the parking space and eases the truck into traffic.
They spend several hours walking around the Memorial Gardens enjoying each other’s company. Elise loves how Warren has to be touching her. Whether he’s holding her hand, placing his hand at the small of her back as he leads her somewhere, or wraps his arm around her waist as they walk from one Memorial to the next, Elise feels safe, comforted, and protected. They share small talk and comfortable silence as they take in the memorials. Elise gets teared up a few times as she ponders all the men and women that have given their lives to keep the majority of Americans in the dark about the horrors that go on in the world. She realizes Warren could be one of them. Only the grace of God had kept him safe thus far and allowed them to find each other. Elise knows that every time Warren goes out on a mission, he’s in danger of not coming home and while that should scare her away, it doesn’t. It makes her resolve to make the most of every day they are given together. She can’t believe that destiny would bring them together only to tear him away from her after a short time.
