by Ladew, Lisa
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West held his erection in his hand and positioned it so he could be inside Katerina in one thrust. He watched her eyes fall shut in anticipation and leaned forward to give her one more kiss, before he began his work. She drove him half mad with lust when she said things like that. She was so petite and innocent, and such a very good girl, and when she said fuck me, his cock always stood up and took notice. He knew she found it embarrassing, but he also knew she relished it, was titillated by it, and he thought that was incredibly endearing.
He took no notice of the ocean waves or the gentle breezes or the soft light as the sun began to fade lower on the horizon. He only had eyes for Katerina. His beautiful Katerina. His future wife. She’d said yes. And now he was going to do everything he could to give her pleasure, exactly how she wanted it.
He swirled the head of his erection lightly around her entrance, then thrust forward with one smooth motion and buried himself in her. It felt so good. She was so silky and smooth and her inner muscles gripped him in the most delicious way. He took a deep breath, trying to keep it from feeling too good. Might as well try to drain the water from the ocean. It wasn’t possible. Lovemaking with Katerina was the apex of pleasure.
He pulled back slightly, then thrust hard again, smiling as she bit her lip and put her hands over her mouth. It’s OK baby, cry out if you want, he thought, not caring for an instant that they were on the lanai. The waves were loud, and if they didn’t completely cover the noise of their love, well then that would have to be that. He would deny his Katerina nothing.
He settled in then, trying to find a slower rhythm, at least for a few moments. He knew she liked it rough and tumble, but this time was special too, and he wanted to show her how much he loved her. Show her with every stroke, every kiss, every caress.
He bent to do just that, meeting her mouth again. She put her arms around his neck and met his hips with her hips, grinding into him in the most delicious way imaginable. “Katerina,” he groaned, breaking contact with her lips. “I love you. I love you. I love you.”
She smiled underneath him and traced the curve of his bottom lip with one slender finger. “I know,” she replied with a teasing smile and he grinned. She wanted to tease? He broke his sensual rhythm, pulling almost all of the way out of her, then thrusting back into her with force, watching her closely to be sure he didn’t hurt her. Her eyes fluttered back in her head and she pulled at his chest, scratching him with her fingernails. He felt his release threaten to come and he beat it back, willed it back, promising himself that she would always come first. Every time. He dropped a thumb lightly to her sex and watched her eyes fly open as a noise escaped her lips. He thrust harder into her as his thumb circled her secret, special, most soft and lovely place at the top of her sex and she arched her back. Her breasts looked perfect in the soft sunlight and he gaped at their beauty. She was something to behold, his Katerina.
“West, oh my God, West,” she cried softly, just loud enough for him to hear and he knew her orgasm was imminent. He wanted to give her a half dozen this evening. He would pace himself.
“Yes, baby,” he growled, meeting her insistent hips with the exact amount of force he knew she liked, but still gently swirling with his thumb.
Her eyes flew back in her head and her hips lifted off the couch, he rose to meet her, to stay with her, and watched as the contractions slammed through her body. Her hands flew to her mouth as a keening noise escaped, and he could hear the waves flow through her. When he knew she was done he turned his mind back to himself. Now you can, he thought, and almost immediately, he felt his own release slam into him. He shuddered and squeezed his eyes shut as the spasms rocked him.
Katerina’s fingers clutched at him weakly and he dropped lightly on top of her, kissing her on her lips, hoping he would get to kiss her and make love to her a million more times before their bodies failed them, some day, eventually. It was perfect. She was perfect. And she was his. All his. He didn’t even have to share her with the world or with her powers anymore.
Now it was Katerina and West forever. Mr. and Mrs. Shepherd, as soon as she was ready. He hoped it would be soon.
<<<<< Epilogue >>>>>
The next day West watched Katerina swim laps in the pool, appreciating her form and the way her body looked in her new bikini. He felt a tightening in his groin and thought to himself that he should pull her back to the hotel room for “lunch.”
A thought struck him and his mood went dark for a second. Last night, the first time, the second time, and even the last time, a slow and sensual countdown as they were drifting off to sleep, neither one of them had discussed whether she was safe from getting pregnant or not. And would she even know anymore with her medical sense gone? He would have to ask her. Maybe she knew and just hadn’t mentioned it to him. Not that he would mind babies. Lots of babies, anytime she was ready. But they needed to figure out the future first. He thought she would probably want to go to medical school first.
A man walked by, and West sat up quickly. Was that the angry man from the plane? It was. It was funny that they had ended up at the same hotel. West thought over the experience in his mind for the first time since it happened. It had been very strange. And when he combined it with what had happened to Dora Hawker earlier in the day yesterday, it was double strange. He looked around the pool side bar, his mind working overtime, wondering if it was something he should even bother thinking about.
Yes. He should. He needed to know. He waved over a waiter and when the man bent down and smiled, to ask for his order, West touched him lightly on the wrist. He was fully ready to smile again and say, “Oh nothing it was just a joke,” anticipating that the waiter would give him a perplexed look at the words he was about to utter. It was ridiculous, but it would set his mind at ease.
He looked the waiter in the eyes and said, “Cluck like a chicken.”
A blank look came over the waiter’s face, and he stood up jerkily. He looked out over the water and opened his mouth. “Bawk, bawk, bawk,” came from the waiter’s mouth, not loudly, but clear enough to send cold fear into West’s heart. Adrenaline dumped into his bloodstream and his mouth dropped open. He reached up again and grabbed the waiter’s wrist. “Stop. Stop right now,” he hissed at the waiter, his thoughts whirling in confusion and fear.
<<<< The End >>>>
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Lisa became a full time author in the summer of 2014, fulfilling a childhood dream. She lives in the Inland Pacific Northwest, and is married with 2 sons. She is a U.S. Army veteran, plus former paramedic, 911 calltaker/police radio dispatcher, and volunteer firefighter. Her husband is also a veteran, and a retired police officer. Connect with her on her facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/LisaLadewAuthor or email her. [email protected]
