May nodded and didn’t trust herself to speak. She opened her door when she saw Chandler and reached for his hand.
They walked through the backyard gate and shut it when Chandler stopped.
The rain fell softly, and May turned to ask what happened when he pulled her to him.
And then his mouth landed on hers with a hunger that sparked something primal within her. May groaned and reached up to tug at his hair while he pleasured her mouth. She wasn’t gentle in the slightest, but neither was he.
Chandler ravaged her mouth with his tongue and teeth while his arms wrapped around her and brought her fully against him. He pulled his mouth from hers and fastened it on the frantic pulse in her neck.
May let her head drop back and whimpered in pleasure. Her hands dug into his shoulders while his moved down and cupped her ass against him.
He worked his hips against her, and May arched into him.
But it wasn’t enough. Chandler maneuvered May against the side of the gazebo and pinned her there with his body while he unbuttoned the top of her dress. He peeled the fabric down to her waist and pinned her arms above her head.
May’s breasts arched up, and she cried out as the warm rain slid down her breasts and nipples. Slowly Chandler licked each nub and then sucked them into his warm mouth. He tugged lightly at the hardened points and swirled his tongue around each.
May felt Chandler’s hands let go of her arms and move down to grip her hips. She reached down and pushed him back a step. There was no hesitation. May peeled the jacket from his body and ripped open his white shirt. Buttons flew into the rain, but neither of them cared.
Chandler shrugged out of the ripped piece of fabric and brought May’s chest up against his own. He held her against him with his right hand while his left pulled the side of her dress up. May felt the cool rain on her leg and panicked for a minute, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he bent his head and took her nipple back into his mouth.
May struggled to keep herself together while her body trembled in pleasure. And then she lost all thought as Chandler’s hand dipped between her legs and under her panties.
“Chandler,” she moaned. May grabbed his hand and thrust against him.
He spread her legs further and slid one finger up and down her slick flesh.
May whimpered and tried to remain standing as she edged closer to her orgasm.
Chandler lifted his head and shook it. His breath came out in short bursts that told her how close he came to losing his control, also.
“Take your dress off, May.” His chocolate brown eyes never wavered from hers. “Take it off now.”
May looked around outside and noticed they were hidden from most of the moon in the gazebo. She stepped back a bit and slid the dress onto the ground.
Chandler’s breath quickened, and May responded even though he didn’t touch her. She wanted him inside her. Now.
He undid his pants and slid them and his boxers to the ground. Chandler kicked out of both and stood before her.
“You’re going to come for me, May,” Chandler promised in a ragged voice. He stepped closer and hooked his fingers in her panties. They slid down her legs slowly, and May fought to keep her balance as her arousal built to almost a painful point.
“You’re going to come all over me.” Chandler threw her panties down and moved closer to her. He clutched her hips and thrust softly against her.
May tried to spread her legs and guide him inside, but he only continued the slow thrusting. She whimpered as he rotated against the soft vee between her legs.
“Chandler,” she pleaded.
He looked into her eyes as he lifted her right leg and thrust deeply into her.
May screamed in pleasure as he drove deeper and deeper inside of her. She raked his back with her nails and the rain beat down on them as Chandler moved faster and faster inside her.
And then all thought left as her body convulsed tightly around his. Chandler stiffened and shuddered as May came again. Pleasure flooded her body and left her weak and breathless.
Chandler bowed his head against her chest while his breath whistled in and out. He ran his hand down her leg and massaged it lightly while he placed it gently back down on the ground.
May closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the side of the gazebo. The previous encounter had been inevitable, right? Two people sexually attracted would eventually end up in one of their backyards having wild monkey sex against a large wooden structure. She sighed. Fuck.
“Quit thinking,” he mumbled.
She couldn’t help it. May chuckled and smoothed down his hair. “We need to get inside before this rain turns cold.”
Chandler lifted his head and blinked sleepily. “My inside or your inside?”
“My inside.”
“I’ll grab our clothes.”
May shook her head. “I’ll grab mine.” She looked around and frowned. “You grab yours if you can find them.”
“That’s cold, May. Really, really cold.” Chandler squinted and bent down. “I think my pants are over here somewhere.”
She hurriedly grabbed her wet underwear and slid her soggy dress back over herself. By the time she fastened the halter, Chandler reached his white shirt and scooped it over his arm. He hadn’t bothered putting anything back on, and May admired his smooth masculine lines. She grinned. And his tight ass.
Chandler turned and looked at her with a frown. “You put that back on?”
“I’m cold,” she lied.
He arched an eyebrow. “Come on. I’ll run you a bath, and you can warm up.”
May followed him to the outside porch and waited for him to unlock the patio door. Chandler flicked the switch on and helped her inside. He shut the door and locked it behind him. Then he escorted May to the carpet and walked toward her room.
“What about the kitchen light?” May tried to slow down, but Chandler kept walking toward her room.
“Tom and Jerry will handle it until I get back.”
Panic rose up in May. It had been one thing to fool around in the dark and completely another to prance around naked in the harsh light of a fluorescent bulb.
Chandler switched on her bedroom light and smiled. “This suits you.” He walked into the bathroom and flicked on that light, too. Then he placed towels from the doorway to the bathtub. “Why don’t you hop in and warm up? I’ll go find us something to drink.”
She watched in relief as Chandler dropped his clothes in the hamper and wrapped a towel around his waist. The sunshine yellow never looked so good.
The minute he left the room, May shuffled over to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She ran warm water and washed herself with some sweet pea body wash. The light scent filled the bathroom, and she smiled. It had always been one of her favorites.
Surely Chandler would go back home after he checked on her?
May rinsed off and stepped from the tub carefully. Her body a bit sore in all the right places. She blushed as memories filled her head and quickly wrapped a light blue towel around herself. All her nightclothes were in her bedroom. Maybe Chandler was still in the kitchen.
She cracked the bathroom door open and peered out.
“Quit hiding, May.” Chandler lay on her bed with the towel still wrapped loosely around his waist. A bowl of green grapes and some cheese placed by the bed along with two ice waters. He popped a grape into his mouth and winked.
May opened the door all the way and walked out slowly. Her leg ached a bit from all the activity.
Chandler sat up and patted the place beside him. “Have a seat.”
She scooted back onto the bed and swung her right leg up on top of the covers. Then May eased her left next to it.
He grabbed a cube of cheese and offered it to her. May shook her head, and he popped it into his mouth.
They sat there in silence for a minute while Chandler chewed his food. He took a sip of water and looked at her. “While you were taking your bath, I sat here thinking, M
ay.”
She turned and looked at him. Her brown eyes were soft and uncertain. “What have you been thinking?”
“I’ve been thinking about this whole scar business.” Chandler nodded. “Seems like a lot of fuss over some skin that doesn’t look like the rest. I’d call that epidermis discrimination. There’s probably an organization somewhere.” He popped another grape into his mouth and looked at her.
“You make this stuff up as you go along, right?” May fought the laughter that tickled her throat.
He shrugged. “Serious business this epidermis discrimination.” Chandler sighed. “And I don’t want to get into trouble with anyone.”
“I see.” The fact she didn’t probably wouldn’t matter much at this point. Chandler was off on a tangent.
“There’s really only one thing I can do,” he concluded.
May frowned. “Okay.”
Chandler scooted down on the bed until his head was even with her knee. “I need to give all your skin equal attention.”
“No, you don’t.” Her voice rose an octave.
He sighed and looked up at her with puppy dog eyes. “You want me to get into trouble or something?”
“You made every bit of that up.” May scooted her right leg closer to her left and was ready to bolt, or as close as she could get to bolting, out of the bed.
Chandler shook his head. “Not all of it, May.” He placed his lips gently on her calf. “I still need to give all of your skin equal attention.”
Chapter 9
“You’ve given my skin enough attention for the night.”
“Not hardly.” Chandler traced little circles over her ankle and then bent to kiss the soft skin that covered the bone.
May’s pulse quickened, and she looked in panic to the light that shone brightly throughout the room. “Turn off the light.”
“No.”
She reached down and tugged on a tuft of dark hair.
Chandler licked her skin and then blew on the spot gently. “Good idea,” he murmured.
May frowned. “What did you say?” She tugged the towel tighter across her breasts. “Did you say something?”
He moved back up the bed and used the light dimmer on the wall.
Still not nearly dark enough for May when Chandler moved back down and kissed the top of her right foot.
“Are you insane?” she shrieked.
Chandler looked up and winked. “It’s darker. And besides. I’m just doing what you told me to do.”
“I’m lost.” May frowned and then yipped as her young lover moved up her calf to her knee. “I didn’t say anything!” she protested.
He moved back down between her feet and licked each one of her toes. His tongue flicked back and forth between them.
May was concerned and a little aroused. Why didn’t she realize her toes were sensitive? Perhaps because no other had done what Chandler was doing now. Who knew?
His dark head moved up to her calves, and May squeezed her thighs together and tightened her hold on the towel.
“Okay. Point made.” May tried to wiggle away from him, but he wouldn’t get off her legs. She grimaced as a sharp pain shot through her right leg.
Chandler stilled immediately. “Is it your injury?”
She nodded and looked away.
He slid his hand from her right ankle until he touched the beginning of the scar.
It was smaller where it started than where it ended. May struggled not to pull her leg away from his touch.
Chandler traced the line from mid-calf to the inside of her knee slowly. Then he bent his head and feathered kisses along the same path.
May clenched her fists in her lap and tried to stay still. Nerves jumped in her leg where the good tissue met the damaged parts.
Chandler lifted his head. “Does that hurt?”
She shook her head back and forth. “No.”
“Good.” He dipped his head again and traced the scar with his tongue from inside her knee down to where it started.
May shivered on the bed and fanned herself. It felt really warm in the bedroom.
Chandler moved his chest between her calves as he sucked gently on the inside of May’s left thigh.
“Oh,” she gasped.
He chuckled low and nipped at her skin. Then he moved his mouth to her right thigh and gently traced that part of her scar with the tip of his tongue.
May trembled and shut her eyes. For so long she had felt only pain in that area of her body. But it wasn’t pain that weakened her now. It was a feeling she had never felt for anyone before.
Chandler eased the towel up higher on her legs and slid his hands down to gently massage her calves. He ducked his head and kissed the newly exposed skin gently and flicked his tongue back and forth across it.
May dug her hands into the covers and watched as Chandler scooted higher between her legs. She fidgeted and attempted to cover up, but he merely shook his head and continued to trace her skin with his mouth.
Chandler moved his right hand up and tugged lightly on the fold of the towel. It loosened but didn’t fall open.
May felt exposed and vulnerable. She had never let another person touch her scars, much less be so familiar with her body. The droops and softness made her self-conscious and uneasy.
“Chandler,” she insisted.
“Shhhh.” His hot breath fanned against her leg. “Don’t deny a man,” he muttered and lowered his mouth back down.
The towel inched up some more, and May’s breath caught in her throat as Chandler eased ever higher against her. He reached up and parted the towel with a small flick and slid May’s body down until she lay flat on the bed.
Her hands immediately moved to cover herself, but he shook his head and moved her hands to the side of her body.
“Let me see you, May.” Chandler’s face tightened as he looked up her body. “I think you’re beautiful.”
She stilled and caught her breath as she felt Chandler’s towel slide from his body. He moved back down until his head lay even with her knees and gently parted them.
Her breath quickened as desire shot through her.
Chandler licked her skin and reached out to grab her right hand. He placed it on top of his head and advanced up her body.
May’s eyes widened as she watched Chandler move forward and settle between her legs. He ducked his head and settled his mouth against her. The first flick of his tongue caught her by surprise. By the second, she moaned and clutched his hair tightly.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered. May spread her legs farther and trembled at the sheer decadent enjoyment Chandler brought her. Her climax built with incredible force until she begged him to keep pleasuring her.
May came with a guttural cry that echoed through the room and shook as aftershocks moved through her.
Chandler lifted his head and licked his lips. Then he bent her left leg and eased his thickness back inside her.
“I can’t.” She shook her head weakly and tried to focus her eyes.
“You can.” He thrust into her slowly and eased back out. Chandler smiled and moved his hand between her legs. “Care to see which one of us is right?”
Chandler won.
* * * *
May yawned and shifted sleepily. A warm arm lay across her chest, and she patted it absently. Her right side felt warm and tucked beneath something soft and heavy. She lifted her eyelids slowly and peered around the dimly lit room.
Then she looked to her right.
Her eyes softened as she gazed at Chandler’s vulnerable face turned to her. His soft breath whistled in and out against her shoulder while he lay motionless next to her. The weight she felt across her was Chandler’s leg and side pushed up against and laying over her.
They were both naked.
May eased back and breathed a soft sigh. Last night had been incredible. But that didn’t make a lifelong commitment. The problems still existed. Just a bit of fun between two consenting adults. She glanced back down at him. Her
heart tugged painfully in her chest. Or not.
“Quit thinking,” he mumbled and then opened his eyes to look up at her.
She smiled and reached up to run her hands over his soft brown hair. “Do you have a little internal sensor that knows when my synapses are firing?”
Chandler smiled sleepily. “When you’re quiet, you’re thinking.” He brought his right hand up and rested it comfortably on her left breast. “Go back to sleep.” He closed his eyes again and snuggled closer.
May closed her eyes and focused. Almost eight. Time to move about and take care of things she didn’t deal with through the week. She bit her lip and eased a little over to her left.
His hand tightened on her breast. “You don’t listen very well.”
She chuckled. “I have things to do today. The garden has been neglected. I have three accounts to look over before Monday. And I have to give my decision to William sometime.”
Chandler’s eyes popped open, and he scowled. “I don’t like him.”
“It’s a business deal.” May fussed with the sheet. “Besides, you don’t know him.”
“Tell me.” Chandler rolled onto his back and tucked his hands behind his head. “And I don’t have to know him to not like him.”
“You’re so bullheaded.”
“True.” Chandler nodded. “And I await your story.”
May stuck out her tongue. “Fine. You’ll find out sooner or later, anyway.”
“True again.” He grinned. “Isn’t it great how we’re communicating?”
She paused, unsure how to start.
“Unless you’re a raging alcoholic with a penchant for kicking animals and abusing the elderly, I really don’t think my opinion of you will change.” Chandler shrugged. “Just saying.”
“I was a child star.”
“Wow.” Chandler sat up and tucked the blanket around his waist. “Really? With pigtails and a lisp and all that?”
May simply stared at him.
“Okay.” He held up his hands. “Just trying to get a visual here.” He paused. “And maybe a few ideas for role-playing later.” Chandler grinned. “Continue.”
May shook her head and considered smacking him. “As I was saying.” She cleared her throat. “I was a child actor with my own series. I played a little girl named Katie who learned a lesson about herself and the world in every episode. Very wholesome entertainment.”
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