Just an Illusion - Encore

by D. Kelly

  I move to the bedside table, and she licks her lips, watching my every move with rapt attention. Before I’ve even got the condom in my hand, she tugs me close and lowers her mouth over my length. She cups my balls with one hand and strokes my length with the other while her mouth works magic on my cock. Princess sucks me like she’s seeking water in the Sahara and finally found the river.

  “Jesus, Princess.” Threading my fingers through her hair, I try to catch my breath as I guide her mouth up and down. It’s so fucking sexy that she lets me take control. “You’re so fucking good at this.”

  She licks the tip of my dick and releases me quickly, pulling my mouth to hers. Damn, she’s sinful in the best kind of way. Tasting myself on her tongue doesn’t bother me in the slightest, but all I want to do is devour her. Mel drops her head to my chest and tugs my piercing with her teeth, and I return the favor by smacking her luscious ass.

  “Oh fuck!” she cries, and my cock jumps.

  “Fuck is right, Princess. It’s time to get dirty.”

  Pushing her back against the pillow, I spread her legs wide and crawl between them, licking my lips at the scent of her arousal. I’ve always loved the taste of a woman on my lips, but with Mel, I may find my next addiction. Our eyes meet as I slide a finger through her wetness, and our gaze doesn’t break even while I’m sucking her carnal desire from my finger. She whimpers but has no idea what I’m about to unleash on her. Diving between her legs headfirst is going to be my absolute pleasure. The sounds she makes while I’m teasing her clit with my teeth and tongue are almost worth the wait. Her body writhes beneath the torturous pleasure, but no way in hell am I letting her squirm. Dropping my hand down on her stomach stills her in the perfect way.

  “You’re not going anywhere until your pussy is drenching my mouth with your cum, Princess.”

  Slow strokes of my tongue circle her clit as I slide my fingers inside her. I’ve never been this hard, but there’s no way I’m going to come until I’m buried in her, and that’s not happening until she loses control and explodes on my tongue.

  Mel is on the verge of coming, and I’m eager to taste her full release on my lips. Swapping my fingers for my tongue, I pinch her clit and drown in her pleasure as she screams my name. I’m not sure I could ever have my fill of her, but if I don’t feel her sweet pussy around my dick, I’m going to go insane.

  She looks down at me as I crawl up her body, licking my lips. There is still nothing but desire in her eyes, and it makes me so fucking happy she’s in this moment with me. I reach for the condom and sit up long enough to put it on. Mel watches like it’s the most intriguing thing she’s ever seen. I think she’s got a voyeuristic side, and I can’t wait to eventually explore how far I can push her boundaries, or better yet, how far she’ll be willing to push mine.

  Pulling her leg around my hip, I position myself at her entrance. “Are you ready for this?”

  “Please, Sawyer, I need you.”

  Thank God.

  My mouth drops to hers, and we kiss with reckless abandon. As our tongues meet, I thrust inside her and lose my breath. “Damn, Princess, you’re so damn tight.”

  We’re lost in an ocean of lust as our bodies play off each other’s passionate cues. I’m savoring every inch of her my mouth can reach, except her tattoo—that’s not for me. As she wraps her legs around me and I lavish attention on her perky tits, she squeezes tighter, pulling me as close as possible.

  Gripping her hip for leverage, my thrusts become deeper, and her panting becomes erratic in the best kind of way. We’re covered in sweat, but our passion is endless.

  “Jesus, Sawyer, what are you doing to me?”

  What am I doing to her? What is she doing to me?

  She meets my every thrust, fucking me with equal measure.

  “Making your body a slave to mine.” She trembles beneath my touch. “Come for me, Princess. Let me feel that sweet fucking pussy choke my cock.”

  Covering her mouth with mine, our tongues fuck as passionately as our bodies. Her limbs are wrapped around my body, and we’re fused together as one. Our sweat mingles, our cries fuel for the impending orgasms, and as her pussy clenches and quivers around me, she screams my name.

  “Sawyer … Oh, Sawyer! Yes!”

  My name falling from her lips is all the aphrodisiac I need. My orgasm rips through me almost as furiously as my roar.

  “Holy shit, Princess … that was …”

  “Incredible,” she adds on a winded breath as I roll us on our sides without sacrificing our connection. I’m not quite ready to lose the sensation of being inside her.

  “Fucking life-altering,” I admit with a happiness I haven’t felt in … maybe ever. We stay together for a few moments, neither of us wanting to move. I eventually do because the last thing we need is for the condom to roll off or for something to leak out of it. Accidentally knocking her up would be the worst thing that could happen now, but one day, trying to have a baby with her the right way would be everything I could wish for.

  After a quick trip to the bathroom, I return with a warm cloth and kneel between her legs to clean her up.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Taking care of my Princess. Besides, you don’t want to sleep in all that wetness, do you?” Something shifts between us, and I think she might be having some doubts. Am I being too presumptuous to assume she’d sleep in my bed? I’ve wanted this for a while, but maybe it’s too soon for her.

  “Uh, no, definitely not.”

  As I finish drying her off, she glances at her wedding rings. My pulse begins to pound, but I have to be a grownup about this. I think about Darren and how hard it’s been for him.

  “I’ve lost you already.” My words are laced with a sadness I can’t hide.

  “No, you haven’t. I just … It doesn’t matter. We can talk about it another time. I don’t want to wreck this. That was incredible and I don’t regret it. Do you?”

  Lifting my hand to her cheek, I caress it and kiss her tenderly. “Not in a million years. Mel, I know we’re going to have some ups and downs, but if we don’t talk about them we’ll never get through them. What’s wrong? I promise I won’t be mad.”

  Her expression softens, and she begins to talk. “I don’t know how to explain it. It was like I suddenly felt the weight of my wedding rings on my hand. I don’t think I’m ready to take them off, Sawyer, but what kind of person does it make me that I’m not?”

  I haven’t thought much about her taking off Noah’s rings, and it doesn’t bother me in the slightest that she’s still wearing them. But someday, I’d love to be the one to replace them with rings of my own.

  “It makes you an honest person. This isn’t going to happen overnight. I want to be in this with you for the duration, Mel. I’ve never met a woman who affects me the way you do. I’ve known since that first night you were different. But you didn’t feel the same way, and I can’t blame you. I know what I seemed like back then, but I’ve changed.”

  She looks up at me with a beautiful smile. “Stop, you don’t need to tell me that. I know you’ve changed. I see it every day. I have so much love and respect for you, Sawyer, I can’t even begin to describe how much. This morning, when you said you wish it had been you, it killed me to hear you say that. You’ve become my everything, but that doesn’t change that what we’re doing isn’t right. If anyone finds out …”

  The only thing that matters is how I feel about her. Crashing my mouth to hers, I kiss her relentlessly, stealing her breath, hoping she understands how much I fucking adore her. She gasps for air when I back away.

  “No, Mel, I don’t care if anyone knows. What we’re doing isn’t wrong. Unconventional, maybe. But wrong, never. I know you’re not there yet, and that’s okay. I’ll wait as long as it takes. I love you. I’ve never had sex with someone I’ve had feelings for before and you’re not going to take that away from me. From us.”

  Her indecision wars clearly on her face. “Can we navigate throug
h this a little while, just the two of us, before letting people know what’s going on? I’m barely finding myself again and I need time to … acclimate to the idea of me and you being an us.”

  All I want to do is show the world how I feel about her, and her request kills me, but I understand this is going to be a process. “Okay, under one condition.”

  “What’s that?”

  “You have to give this a fair shot, and it starts with you sleeping naked in my arms tonight.”

  A tiny smile peeks up on the corner of her mouth, but I’ll take it. “Okay, but I have one more rule.”

  “Shoot,” I reply, scooting closer and covering us with my blanket before she changes her mind.

  “My room is off limits for anything other than talking, okay?”

  Yeah, I’ve got no issue with her request. I fight against Noah’s memory enough as it is.

  “That goes without saying.”

  With my words, she curls up in my embrace and falls asleep quickly. There isn’t a doubt in my mind Mel loves me, but somehow, I have to ease her into a place where she isn’t worried about what people think. If I can’t, I’ll lose her, and that isn’t a possibility. In the last two years, Mel has become my best friend, my favorite person, and I’ve slowly come to understand why and how what Anna and Wyatt have is so special. Their marriage is the center of their universe, and they put their love and friendship above all else. Mel and I will be like that too, as long as we take one day at a time.

  The Best of Intentions

  This weekend is our first annual camping trip for all the guys. I’m trying to honor the promise I made to Noah about getting together at least once a year after we stopped touring. Camping is a loose term since we’re heading up to my cabin in Big Bear, but it gets the point across. I have to say goodbye to Nate and Mel, and I’m already struggling. The three of us have been together since the accident, and with our newfound closeness, I hate leaving them behind. It’s only been about a week since we had sex, but each day has made me happier than the day before.

  We’ve been taking things slower with lots of shared kisses and touching when no one is around, including Darren. I still don’t understand it, but I’m trying to be respectful of her wishes. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to leave this house without a proper goodbye, so I asked Darren to go fill the gas tank for me.

  “Come here, Princess.” I pull her close and inhale the scent of her shampoo. It’s sweet and fruity and triggers my cock. “Feel that? I’m not the only one who’s going to miss you.”

  She brushes her hand against my length before biting her lip. “Maybe we can take care of that when you get back.”

  “I’d rather take care of it now, but if I feel that sweet pussy of yours, I’ll skip the trip to stay buried in you all weekend instead.” I lift her onto the dresser and step between her legs, pressing against her.

  Mel hisses and wraps her arms around me. “Do you have any clue how much your dirty fucking mouth turns me on?”

  Laughing, I lean down and press a kiss against her lips. “My dirty mouth? Princess, your mouth could rival the dirtiest sailor out there.”

  “Is that an issue?” she asks, brow raised.

  “The only issue is that I don’t have time to make good on all the wicked things I want to do to your body and for you to do to mine.” Dropping my mouth to hers, I take my time kissing her. This is the most sexual our talks have been since that incredible night, and I don’t want her to think the only thing I want from her is sex.

  “Wow …” She brings her fingers to her lips as if trying to capture the magic. “Sawyer, I know things are uncomfortable for you because I want to keep things quiet. Thank you, for respecting my wishes.”

  After placing a kiss on her forehead, I back up and grab my wallet and keys. “Princess, there isn’t much you could ask of me that I wouldn’t do for you.” With a beaming smile, she motions for me to come closer with her finger. “Yes, Princess?”

  “Kiss me again. This time, do it good enough to last for the three achingly long days you’re going to be gone.”

  “Amelia Weston, are you going to miss me?” As I close the distance between us once again, she nods with wide eyes.

  “So very much.”

  Fucking hell …

  Mel wraps her legs around my waist, and I lift her from the desk and carry her to the bed before lowering us to the mattress and covering her body with mine. I brush her hair away from her face and kiss her.

  She whimpers as I move my lips over her forehead and down her cheek. “Sawyer,” she cries softly as I glide my tongue across her neck before wrapping it around the shell of her ear. She trembles beneath me as I nip her earlobe.

  Goose bumps cover her skin when I whisper, “I’m going to miss you too, Princess. I’ll not only think of you but I’ll call out your name when I’m stroking my cock in the shower.”

  She hisses, and I capture her mouth with mine, losing everything I am in her kiss and not giving one single fuck.

  “You look happy,” Darren remarks as we pull out of the gate and head over to pick up Wyatt. J is going to pick up Eli at the airport and grab Rob then meet us at the cabin.

  “I’m excited and a little worried about this weekend. It may be emotional, but I’m fulfilling a promise to Noah, and I could never be unhappy about that.”

  Darren eyes me skeptically but doesn’t call me out on my shit. “Wonderwall” by Oasis plays in the background, and he taps his fingers to the beat.

  “This trip is long overdue. We should have taken them more often when Noah was here. I mean, it’s exactly the reason you bought the cabin in the first place. We should bring the kids up in a couple of years and have Christmas there in the snow and build snowmen and do angels and shit.”

  “Bet you never really thought about snow angels before Cadence, did you?”

  Darren laughs. “Fuck no, but I’ll make angels, have tea parties, and dress up as a princess if that’s what she wants me to do. This is exactly how grown women wrap men around their fingers. It starts when they’re young, and their dads can’t say no. They build on those skills for life.”

  I’m cracking up, but he’s got a good point.

  “True, look at Saylor and Emme. I’d dress up as a princess for Nate too if he wanted me to. Although I’d prefer to be a superhero, I think I could rock a princess dress.”

  “Good to know. We can invite you to Cadence’s parties.”

  We stop at Wyatt’s house, and I’m disappointed Anna is already at work, but it makes sense. She’s driven. She doesn’t need to work a day in her life, but that girl has dreams, and I have no doubt she’ll accomplish them all and then some.

  “I got coffee and pastries,” Wyatt says, climbing inside the car.

  “I knew you loved me,” I reply, turning around and reaching for mine.

  “Just not enough to fuck you.”

  “Is that your way of saying Bethie has a fantasy?”

  Wyatt flips me off, and I laugh. When he yawns, I almost feel bad for him.

  “Jake keeping you up at night?” Darren asks sympathetically.

  “Yeah, and since Anna has a job and I don’t, I’m the one who gets up with him. Which I’m happy to do, but he’s not the best sleeper. I’m looking forward to a nap as soon as we get to the cabin.”

  “This might wake you up. I can’t believe I forgot to tell you guys this. I think Belle actually rubbed off on my grandmother in a good way.”

  I glance at Darren and back to the road. “Come again?”

  “We were at the store the other day. Gram wanted to go shopping, but she didn’t say why or where. She’s old, so I wasn’t going to say no. You know I love her even if she’s a snob. Well, we ended up in the infant section at fucking Bloomingdales of all places. She wanted to shop for Cadence.”

  “Whoa,” Wyatt replies.

  “Dude, that’s not even the best part. This woman came up to us, looked at Cady, and said, ‘Interracial couples make the cutes
t babies.’ I wasn’t going to argue and tell her all babies are cute and she probably shouldn’t go around saying that to people because it’s offensive to some. Anyway, Gram looked at her and said, ‘I absolutely agree. My great-granddaughter is beautiful like her mom.’ She reached for my hand and squeezed it. I needed a minute after that. I thought I was going to lose it in the middle of fucking Bloomies.”

  That was all Belle right there.

  It had to be.

  “My mind is fucking blown. Your gram has always loved you even through her … old-fashioned views.”

  Darren snorts. “You can say racist.”

  Wyatt tries a different approach. “She’s old-school, but she loves you and Cadence, so maybe racist isn’t the best word for her … anymore.”

  “Okay, I’ll give you that.”

  Wyatt and Darren debate about his grandma some more while I drink my coffee. We haven’t hit any traffic so far, but with almost three hours to go, it’s still a possibility. After I finish my coffee, I’m more present for the conversation. Like a great friend, Wyatt even brought me a refill. The three of us munch on some pastries while we drink our coffee, make small talk, and discuss the details of Noah’s EP release.

  When we finally arrive at the cabin, I sigh in relief. It’s nice to be surrounded by nothing but nature and fresh air. Majestic pine trees surround us, and the lake runs along the backside of the house. It’s absolute perfection. With six bedrooms, there is plenty of room for everyone at my cabin. It’s chilly up here, but we came prepared for the cold.

  We make quick work of unpacking the SUV, and when we step inside the cabin, I realize I’ve never been here without Noah. This is what it’s going to be like for the rest of my life. There aren’t many things I did without Noah by my side.

  Wyatt picks up on my hesitation immediately. “Come on, Sawyer, we’ll get through this together.”