Falling For Him

by Khardine Gray

  I wanted to see, I wanted to see it happen. I wanted to see him push into me and see the moment when everything will change.

  My heart speeds up as he pushes in and I feel full, filled with him.

  I look at him and think Oh God we’re actually doing this. Then before I can continue with the thought he slides into me further, devouring me and filling me, but he wasn’t fully inside me yet. I opened my mouth to draw in a breath. He was going deeper, and held me to keep me steady as a moan fell from my lips.

  He looked at me when he was buried to the hilt and I saw the pained expression on his face. He pulled out of me slightly but then thrust back in, making me cry out from the intense pleasure.

  “Baby are you okay,” he said holding onto my waist as I arch my back.

  “I’m okay.” I assured him seeing his concern. I can see he thinks he’s hurt me. “I’m okay Tristan. Don’t stop. It feels good, don’t stop.” I needed him, and I needed this.

  “I won’t baby. Stay with me.” Tristan smiles at me and leans over to brush his lips across mine.

  I smile against his lips briefly because as soon as he starts pumping again heat washes over my body. Hot, and wild, uncontrollable. It awakens every nerve in my body and my soul comes alive with the passion that burns me.

  Tristan speeds up moving at a faster confident pace, going deeper into me. Then he starts to pound into me, unleashing the pressure that built up in my core.

  It overwhelms me completely and his thrust evaporates everything from my mind. All that exists to me is us in this moment of true passion. I’ve never had sex like this before.

  “Baby, you feel so good. So good.” He says in a rough husky voice.

  I was just getting used to the wild pleasure that he was giving me when he slowed down and pulled out. But it was only for a moment so that he could lift me from the table and turn me so that my back was to him.

  He reclaimed me and takes hold of my waist as he thrust into me again. A desperate moan falls from my lips and I have to hold onto the table for balance. In this position, he feels different and the intensity of the pleasure heightened. How the hell could it get better than it already was?

  “Stay with me baby, I’m going to fuck you hard.”

  He does. He pounded into me hard taking what we’re doing several levels beyond sex. Nothing could have prepared me for this. Nothing on earth. I’m completely lost in the sensation and the electricity that sparked at the endings of my nerves.

  He tightened his grip on me as I came again and spasmed around him making his cock pulse inside me.

  My mind is racing in whirlwinds and my thoughts are an incoherent mess of scrambled images.

  “Tristan,” I called out his name as a massive orgasm grips me again, but this time I’m lost within the clutches of its hold and the combination of him pumping into me. The undiluted pleasure I felt was too much. Just like him, he’s too much. He was ultimate pleasure and my body was on fire from all that he gave me.

  He moved faster, jackhammering to his own release.

  “Fuck,” he cried out releasing his warmth into me with a savage grunt.

  I could feel the hot spray of his come erupting into me, coating my core. I’d never felt that before and it was a good feeling.

  I squeezed my eyes shut and cry out from the pleasure that seizes me. He clasped my body tight against his.

  “Unnh, ahh.” I heard myself moan.

  He pulled me back into his arms and kissed my shoulders.

  It’s over.

  We did it, and I feel…

  I feel alive for the first time in my life.

  “Are you okay baby?” he asked. His breath hot against my skin.

  As he slipped out of me I turned around in his arms. “I’m fine.”

  “You sure? Zoe we just –” He looks worried, panicked even like I was going to freak out.

  “I know.” I was fully aware of what we just did and that we weren’t the same two people we were an hour ago.

  “Are you okay with me?” That worry filled his eyes.

  “Does me wanting you again answer your question?” I smiled up at him and he gave me that sexy grin again.

  “It sure does baby. Where to next?”

  “The hot tub, and this time it’s my turn to have fun.”

  Reality was setting in, opening my eyes even more to the beauty of the truly hot and gorgeous man before me. I needed more, more of him, and more of everything he just gave me.

  “Your wish is my command Miss Carter.”

  I giggled as Tristan swept me up into his arms and carried me to the hot tub room.

  Chapter 10

  Tristan

  I couldn’t get enough of her. I simply couldn’t.

  I didn’t want to sleep last night I wanted to indulge on her over and over again. We had sex all night until she fell asleep in my arms, in her bed.

  I took her there because too many women had been in my room and it wasn’t good enough to have her in.

  We stayed in her room for most of the day, and only took a break for dinner, but we went right back inside after but this time with a new box. A sex box. This one was definitely not a once a year thing. It was a whenever we wanted kind of thing that we could fill to the limit of our imagination.

  “Tristan how many notes are you writing?” she asked. She tapped my shoulder with the tip of her pretty pink toes. Like her fingers her toes were the same dazzling pink color with a shimmering coat. I liked it.

  I took hold of her foot and kiss the top, eliciting a giggle from her.

  “Enough.” I’d written over fifty and I still had more ideas popping in my head.

  I looked at her laughing. Her laugh is beautiful just like her. It reminded me of happy times, and I got this tingle in the pit of my stomach. And…a thought of worry that also popped into my mind.

  I was trying not to think about reality, and how long we could keep this up for. I got worried after the first time we had sex. I thought she would come to her senses somehow and shun me. I hadn’t meant to go so wild on her, and go so far as to tell her I was going to fuck her hard.

  She didn’t seem to mind, in fact she seemed to enjoy it but I just didn’t want her to think that that was all it was.

  Shit what was happening to me? We hadn’t even been together a day yet and I was worried I’d mess this up.

  “What does that note say?” she asked shuffling closer to me but I moved away so she wouldn’t see. I was teasing her. There wasn’t anything on the paper yet. “That’s so unfair. I deserve to see what I should expect. You’ve filled the box.” I watch her beautiful green eyes widen and I find myself staring at her again.

  Earlier she put on those mini shorts and that camisole top. Both drove me crazy as I looked at her. Especially the top. There was nothing else underneath it, which was a tease by itself because the strap kept slipping down her shoulder. It gave me a good view of the swells of her breasts and I knew that if I were to push it down a fraction further I would see more. The whole delicious tit with those tight, hard nipples which hardened even more when I sucked them. I had a feeling she did that on purpose to make me crazy because I knew she would never go outdoors in a top like that without a bra. This look, where she knew I could see her juicy breasts was just for me. The shorts were for me too, because it rode right up her ass and gave me a good view of that too.

  I was going hard just from the thought and now I was thinking of what I would write down on the note in my hands.

  “Let me finish and I’ll show you.” I said with a sly grin.

  “Aren’t you supposed to put the note in the box first? And suppose I wanted to pick one of mine. I…may not get my chance.”

  Now what did she mean by that?

  “Why wouldn’t you baby?”

  “Well, what if oh let’s say someone like Beth called you? You have been known to go away for days.”

  Beth. I actually had to think hard to remember who that was, and when I did I couldn
’t believe that I forgot.

  “Fuck no. Beth can call me all she wants baby, there’s no way I’m leaving you.” I shook my head.

  She smiled and flopped down to rest on her elbow, giving me the view I desired of her tits. Shit, I’m going hard again. Really hard.

  “You made her sound really good, and she sounds like your type. Massive tits and a firm ass. That’s what you said.” The flicker of worry that sparked in her eyes told me she was actually more concerned about what she was saying than what she let on.

  I didn’t want her to worry about anything let alone Beth or any other woman she may be concerned about, but I knew she would and I couldn’t do much about that, other than to show her I’m obsessed with her.

  But, it may not be enough. She thinks I’m a man whore. It was funny when she said it before but there was nothing funny about it now.

  I pushed the worry to the back of my mind and brought my attention back to her.

  Moving closer, I pushed both straps of the top down the smooth skin of her shoulders. I saw exactly what I wanted of her perfect breasts. I looked at her ass with the shorts riding up and smoothed my hands over it, giving her a gentle pat. I’m not into spanking or any of that stuff but I couldn’t resist touching her and seeing the firmness in the muscles there.

  “Why would I leave when I have massive tits and a firm ass here?” I said rubbing my fingers over her nipples and getting a good feel.

  “So, I’ll have you for the whole weekend?”

  “You have me for as long as you want baby.” I smiled down at her. “Now stop teasing me and turn over so I can suck your tits.”

  Forget the note. I didn’t need to write this. I would start there and work my way down to the jackpot, that heavenly place between her legs that held the key to giving her optimum pleasure. I wanted all of her and the fact that she listened and did as I asked turned me on badly.

  I watched her shrug out of the top and lie back on to her pillow waiting for me. She looked beautiful with her hair sprawled out across it, and the slightly nervous expression on her face.

  I like that too. It’s the most sexiest thing about her.

  “You’re nervous.” I brushed my lips against the softness of hers.

  “I’m getting used to you seeing me naked.”

  I liked that she could tell me what was on her mind. That was part of the trust we had as friends.

  “You look perfect baby.” I kept telling her that but I didn’t know if she believed me. I did like the look of awe however that filled her eyes. It reminded me that she wanted to be with me. No one has ever looked at me like that. Not the way she does, even when we weren’t together.

  She reached up to me to touch my face and she traced the outline of my jaw with her finger.

  “Thank you. I think you’re perfect too.” She pulled in a breath and focused those beautiful eyes of hers on me. “Tristan…did you mean what you said the other day?” Her voice was faint and almost uncertain, like she’s afraid to ask me.

  I laughed. “Baby I said a lot of things the other day. I even called you a gremlin.”

  A gentle smile appeared on her face. “You said you think about me all the time. Did you mean it?”

  I remembered saying that, but it was more of a thought that I would have preferred to keep to myself if I hadn’t been so annoyed at her for not talking to me, and annoyed at myself for my own stupidity with the note.

  “I did mean it baby. Every word. I think about you all the time.” It felt good to say that. Nothing was truer for me. I think about her all the time. For years, this woman had been the first thought that popped into my mind when I woke up, and the last when I closed my eyes to sleep.

  Her smile widened and she guided me down to her lips for a sweet kiss that fills my body with life.

  I indulged on the kiss, relished the feel of her, and savored the sparks of passion that surged through me as our tongues caressed.

  It was sweet and I could have kissed her forever, she tastes amazing. But I knew there was a part of her that’s to die for and my brain started thinking of all routes to the jackpot. So I made my way down the smooth line of her elegant neck and then to her chest, and over to the swells of her breasts. I kissed around it making her moan that little sound of pleasure. I licked her nipples just to get a taste but the action tickled her and she giggled.

  I smiled down at her perfect form as she shuffled so I can get to the other breast.

  “Don’t leave this one out.” She pointed to the tight nipple of her right breasts.

  “I don’t plan to baby.” I licked her there too but she didn’t giggle she moaned instead and arched her back so that the little nipple pressed into my mouth. I took it in, sucking and giving the other breast gentle squeezes. She liked it, and that can only mean one thing. She was getting wet. I sucked harder, moving from one tit to the other, filling my mouth full of the ample flesh. She ran her hands through my hair, urging me to continue, so I did for a little while longer until I feel my cock straining against my pants.

  I don’t want to finish right there from the pleasure of this, especially without having the chance to taste that sweet nectar from her delicious center.

  I left her breast and I kissed my way down the flat planes of her stomach and down to the button of those shorts. She watched while I undid it and lifted her hips so I can slide the shorts off and her panties at the same time.

  As soon as I tossed them I kissed the soft curves of her folds as she parts her legs for me, and thrusted my tongue in to lick her there. She moaned and writhed beneath my gasp, but I reached up and caress her nipples to calm her. Within seconds her juices start flowing over my lips and that sweet taste fills me.

  Again, I got that strong sensation of needing her and I have to have her now.

  Quickly, I stepped out of my pants and guide my throbbing cock to where she craves me the most.

  I slid straight in. She’s adjusted to me now with the amount of times that we’d been at each other since yesterday. I started keeping track but I lost count after the tenth time. That was some time past midnight.

  I pumped slowly at first and took hold of her hips, just to be sure she was ready for me.

  “Is this okay baby?” I held back on moving as fast as my body wanted.

  “It’s good.”

  “Do you want more?” I was already moving faster. I couldn’t help it.

  “Yesss, oh God. Tristan I want more,” she cried.

  My pace built up and I couldn’t help but pump even faster until I was pounding into her.

  She cries out as an orgasm hits her that I felt pulse through my cock.

  “Stay with me baby.”

  “I’m with you.” She moans. “Give me more.”

  God, that was it. My control went straight through the window after hearing that and I pummeled into her with a desperate need that really shook the bed. I had to put one hand on her and one on the wall before us to continue the fast rhythm at which I was going.

  I felt the tight muscles in her center pulsate as I devoured her. It fueled me with the energy to continue and then I could feel my own release coming. I wanted to go on for longer, but it was too good. With one last thrust I went back to grip her waist and stilled sending my white hot climax rippling through her.

  I then lay next to her when my breathing stilled and pulled her into my arms, close to me and savor the feel of her being mine. We’re both breathing heavy, and covered with sweat, but I took the time to acknowledge what I felt right now.

  “It keeps getting better.” I whispered into her ear.

  “Yeah.” She agreed catching her breath.

  “Do you want to do it again?” I teased.

  “Yes. I like that idea.” She giggled when I nuzzled into her neck.

  Chapter 11

  Zoe

  Stay with me baby,” Tristan cooed into my ear.

  The sound of his voice made me melt, it weakened my resolve and I opened my mouth to say yes, but i
n the same instant I remembered my determination to go in to work today. I have to go, I really do.

  “I can’t.” I shake my head and try to wiggle out of his grasp. I look at him lying next to me in my bed and the sight alone weakens me again.

  He placed his arms behind his head enhancing the mass of muscle he has on display. The devil, he knows he’s tempting me and knows what he does to me. He knows I can’t resist him and that I love his body. It’s my fault for literally drooling over him like I am now, and devouring him every chance I get.

  We’d been like this for a month now, and from that month I doubted that I’d worked a full week. That first week I took off because we couldn’t leave this bed. And, I took last week off too. Same reason. We couldn’t leave the bed. It was as if time had faded out of existence to me and all there was, was Tristan and I.

  I used the excuse of being sick, but couldn’t continue with it because I was now feeling extremely guilty. The guilt hit me hard on Friday when Priscilla sent me flowers and a get well soon card. I knew she wouldn’t do that for any and everyone, but most likely did it for me because in all the time I’d worked at the school I might have called in sick twice. Actually, I called in sick once and on the next occasion I went in for half the day and then had to go home.

  “Baby I want you. Look at my dick.”

  I stopped his attempt to move the sheet away in one swift move because I know if he showed me I’ll be calling in sick again.

  “Don’t you dare Tristan. Or, I swear I’ll do something you don’t like,” I threatened giggling.

  He laughed and pulled me in for a kiss. “That’s not possible baby.”

  “Yes it is. I’ll cook carrots and make you eat them.” He hated carrots with a passion.

  “Yuck. You mean thing. I can’t believe you would do that to me.” He frowned and pretended to pout. I knew he was going for cute but he still looked sexy.