I just laugh at her excitement as we drive to my house. I’ve been looking forward to this visit since she first asked about coming to visit me on our way home from the beach trip.
We make it to my condo about fifteen minutes later, and I grab her suitcase as she grabs her carry-on bag. I lead her inside, dropping her stuff off in my room, and give her the quick tour of the place.
My place isn’t huge, but it’s not small either, around a thousand square feet, and it’s the traditional bachelor pad. I have a huge flat-screen TV taking up one wall in the living room that can be seen from just about everywhere, except the bathroom and my bedroom.
“Can I get you something to drink? I’ve got beer, and I picked up some of your favorite wine. I also have pop, and water?”
“A glass of wine sounds perfect. Did you need help getting dinner started?” she offers.
“Sure, let me go fire up the grill. Can you grab the food from the fridge in the meantime?”
“Yep, do I need to season up the steaks?”
“Yes, please. The seasonings are in the cabinet to the left of the stove. Feel free to use any of them.”
I step out on the balcony and before I can fire up the grill, I have to change out the propane tank. With the new one installed, I fire it up and get it warming.
“Grill should be ready in just a couple of minutes.” I step back inside, where Lauren is in my kitchen, finishing up the steaks. I step up behind her and wrap an arm around her torso, bringing my lips down to her exposed neck, where I drop my lips. “Thanks for getting those ready,” I say against her skin, which pebbles against my lips.
Lauren squirms, causing her ass to grind against me, which has my dick hardening in my jeans.
“You might want to stop that if you want to eat anytime soon,” I warn her, and she stills against me.
“Is that so?” she sassily says, as she grinds her ass against me once more.
I spin her in my arms so fast a gasp escapes her lips. Her arms come up and circle around my neck as she sinks her fingers in the hair at the back of my neck.
It’s been a long time since I’ve held a woman in my arms like this. The desire is so thick between the two of us. Lauren and I had a few moments that could have turned into something more when we were at the beach, but we both controlled ourselves, knowing she needed time. But now, fuck, I don’t think we’re going to be able to make it past tonight without tearing each other’s clothes off.
“Unless you tell me to stop, I’m going to kiss you now,” I tell her, cupping her cheeks with my hands. I bring my face closer to hers, angling her face, pausing just slightly, giving her another chance to tell me to stop.
When she doesn’t make a sound, nor pull away from me, I finally, finally, bring my lips to hers. A moan bubbles up from deep within her chest, and I just swallow it right up, pulling her as close to my body as I can with the barrier of clothes between the two of us. It only takes one swipe of my tongue against her lips for her to open up to me, and I lick my way into her mouth.
Our tongues caress as I deepen the kiss. Time stands still as the kiss goes on, neither one of us wanting it to end. The light tug of the hairs on the back of my neck has tingles sliding down my back and not stopping until they reach my balls. My dick is straining against the zipper so hard that I’ll probably have an imprint of it for days.
We finally break our connection, both gulping in air as our foreheads come together.
“T-t-that was intense,” Lauren stammers out, her fingers coming up to rest against her lips.
“Best first kiss.”
“Yeah,” she agrees.
“I should probably get the food on the grill, I’m sure it’s hot enough now.”
“Yeah, let me help you carry everything out,” she offers. Before I take a step back, I drop a chaste kiss on her lips one more time, needing another taste of them.
We both grab a plate of food and walk outside. I lift the lid of the grill and place the steaks on, then the foil wrapped potatoes and the veggies. After adjusting the heat settings, I close the lid and step over to the small table and chairs I have out here. While I placed the food on the grill, Lauren stepped back inside and grabbed our drinks and brought them out.
“Thanks,” I say as she hands me my open beer, and I drop another kiss onto her lips. Now that I’ve tasted her once, I’m never going to get enough, and I’m already dreading when I have to take her back to the airport next week.
“You’re welcome,” she says, smiling against my lips, and then I kiss her again.
20
Lauren
The dinner that Sam made us was delicious. He managed to not burn it between kissing me constantly, not that I would have complained if he did, because man, can he kiss. Those lips could get me into trouble if I’m not careful this week.
We end up eating out on the deck, as we had a nice breeze helping cool us off slightly. I enjoy another glass of wine with dinner as Sam has another beer with his.
“Did you have any plans yet for tomorrow?” I ask, as I sit back and sip my wine.
“The morning should be the coolest part of the day, so if you wanted to get out and do a little hiking, that would be the best time to do so. There are a few places around here that have nice trails that I think you’d enjoy.”
“Sounds like the perfect morning.”
“Then maybe in the afternoon, I can take you to my work and show you around, introduce you to a few of my coworkers.”
“Sounds like a good plan,” I say, a yawn escaping from my lips.
“Are you ready to call it a night?” Sam asks, as he sets his empty beer bottle down on the table.
“I think so. Between the flying and the wine, I’m exhausted.”
“Well then, let’s get you to bed,” he says, standing and collecting some of the items on the table. I grab the remaining plates and carry them into the kitchen. We both quickly work together to get all the dishes loaded in the dishwasher. Once it’s loaded, Sam locks up and we head to the bedroom.
“I only have the one bed, so if you’d prefer I sleep on the couch, I will.”
I walk over to stand right in front of him, not leaving much space between the two of us. I run my hands up his firm chest and wrap them around his neck as his hands land on my hips.
“That won’t be necessary,” I tell him, lifting up on my toes to press my lips to his. He quickly takes control of the kiss and deepens it. His hands slide down to cup my ass and lift me up. I immediately wrap my legs around his waist as the kiss continues on and deepens even more.
By the time we break our connection, I’m sucking in much-needed air.
I slide down Sam’s body, not missing his hard muscles or the bulge in his jeans. I want nothing more than to feel his skin against mine. Feel him inside of me. He’s talked me through a few orgasms over the phone, and I’m ready to experience one—or a hundred—at the mercy of his body, not just his words.
“I’ll be back in just a few seconds,” I tell him, pushing up to drop a quick kiss against his stubble-covered cheek.
I grab my bathroom bag and the sexy nightie I brought with me for just this purpose. I close the bathroom door behind me, flipping the lock to make sure he stays out while I change and get ready for bed. It only takes me a few minutes to finish up, and before I head out, I stop and take a few deep breaths. Once I feel calm and confident, I unlock and open the door. I flip off the light and walk out full of confidence toward the bed. He’s sitting on the edge, having stripped down to his boxer briefs and sweet baby Jesus, is he sex-on-a-stick.
“Hi,” I shyly say, grabbing his attention.
The look on his face as he takes me in turns from calm-cool-collected to wanton desire and lust filling his facial features.
“Fuck,” he whispers. “Y-y-you look fucking amazing. Get over here.”
He holds his hand out to me. I close the small amount of space between us, and once I’m within his reach, he wraps his arm around my waist and p
ulls me into him. I’m standing between his legs as his head rests just between my breasts. We stay in this position for a few moments, no words being spoken.
Sam drops open-mouthed kisses along the opening of the nightie, and up onto the exposed tops of my breasts. He’s keeping his lips to exposed skin, and I encourage him to explore the covered skin when I reach up and pull the tie between my breasts that is holding the flimsy material together. As soon as the tie is undone, it slips to the sides and exposes my full breasts to him. My nipples are already hard, and I long to feel his mouth on them.
Sam looks up at me; the look of longing and desire is intoxicating and has my body zinging with desire also.
He pulls my face down to his, locking his lips on my own. I fall into him, straddling him as he pulls me up onto his lap.
The kiss is hot, and neither of us can get enough of each other. His lips eventually leave my own, tracking a path across my jaw and down my neck. The scruff on his face tickles my sensitive skin as he moves, causing me to squirm and laugh.
Sam pulls away from me, looking up with a smile filling his face. “What’s so funny?”
“Your beard is tickling me,” I say, as I rub my hands against his cheeks.
“Like this?” he asks, dropping his chin to rub it against my collarbone.
“Yes!” I shriek and try to squirm away, but he tightens his hold and continues to torture me.
My shrieks turn to a moan when his lips wrap around my left nipple and suck hard. His tongue flicks against my hardened peak as he teases me, lightly nipping with his teeth and causing a rush of wetness to pool between my thighs.
“Holy, yes!” I pant, running my hands in his hair as I hold his head against my breast. He releases the suction and kisses his way over to my other breast, showing it equal attention. By the time he latches his lips around my right breast, my hips have started to grind against his erection. I can feel my desire soaking my thong and now his boxers.
“God, you feel amazing,” he says against my breast. “I can already feel how ready you are for me.”
He drops his hand down and between my legs, stroking his fingers along my seam, teasing my clit over the barrier of the fabric. He finally slips my thong to the side and his skin makes contact with mine. His touch has me just about cresting over the edge of orgasm and as soon as he sinks two fingers inside my pussy, my body starts clenching his fingers as I crest over the edge. I ride out my orgasm on his hand as he kisses from my breasts up to my lips.
“That’s it, baby, take it. Fuck my fingers and take what you need. You’re so goddamned beautiful when you come,” he whispers into my ear as I fall.
My hips come to a stop as I completely collapse against him, effectively knocking us back in the bed so he’s flat on his back with me sprawled on top of him. His hands rub up and down my back as I come down from the intensity of my orgasm. If he’s able to have me falling that hard just from his mouth and fingers, I’m a little scared what will happen when he has me coming while he’s inside me.
Once I’ve gathered a little of my strength back, I roll off of him, removing the nightie completely, and curl up at his side.
“That was intense,” I finally tell him.
“We’re just getting started,” he says, dropping a kiss on the tip of my nose before he flips me on my back and hovers over me. The smirk on his face sends tingles through my body once again as I watch his eyes drag up and down my body.
“You’re perfect. You know that?” he says, dragging his lips from my belly button up my torso, past my breasts and to my collarbone.
“Mhmmm…” I moan, then bring his lips to mine, locking them together, allowing him to take control of the kiss. He grinds his dick against my center, causing me to break the kiss as I gasp in pure pleasure.
“I need you inside of me,” I pant into his ear, nipping at the lobe.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, we’ll get there in due time.” He smirks at me.
“Ughhh.” I mock pout, and he just laughs at me, so I reach down and slip my hand inside his briefs. I stroke his cock, making sure I run my fingertip over his seam.
“Fuuuuck.” He moans.
“Don’t make me wait, Sam,” I tell him, not showing him any sympathy in my rhythm as I continue stroking him. With my free hand, I push his briefs off his hips then down his legs as best I can from the angle I’m at. I finally get a look at him naked and fuck me, he’s the perfect male specimen.
He stands and kicks his briefs to the side, then grabs his cock with his hand and gives it a few tugs. He slips his hands up my legs until he reaches the strings along my hips and pulls the thong from my body. The sexy swagger that he possesses in this moment is such a fucking turn-on that I can’t keep myself from whimpering slightly as my thong clears my feet and he takes in my naked body.
“Condom?” he asks.
“Yes, I’m not on birth control, remember. I can’t be,” I tell him. Due to a clotting issue I have, I can’t be on traditional hormonal birth control.
“I remember. Just making sure we’re on the same page here, Ren.” He reaches over to his nightstand and pulls out a brand-new box. Opening it, he pulls out the string of condoms and tears a few of the packages apart, tossing one on the bed next to me and the others on the nightstand.
I grab the package he tossed next to me and tear it open. I sit up on the bed and with him now standing between my own legs, I dip down and wrap my lips around the head of his cock. The angle isn’t great, so I slide down the edge of the bed, needing a better angle to suck his cock into the back of my throat. The noises falling from his lips are reassurance that he’s enjoying this impromptu blowjob.
Not wanting him to come in my mouth this time, I bob my head up and down his length only a few times before I pop off and roll the condom down his length, then slide back up on the bed.
The nerves hit me that I’m about to have sex with Sam. The man I’ve loved since I was a little girl. The boy who was my best friend for so many years. The one who I have some of the best memories in my entire life with.
The nerves flee my body when Sam hovers over me and brings his lips to mine again.
“Are you ready?” he whispers against my lips as he rubs the head of his cock up and down my center, making sure to tease my clit, causing me to squirm under him.
“Y-yes,” I answer him.
“Keep your eyes on me, Ren. I feel like I’ve waited a lifetime for this moment, and I want to look at you.”
With our eyes locked, I feel the head of his cock pressing against my entrance, and then he slowly pushes past as he sinks in until he’s balls deep.
The tightness and fullness I feel once he’s fully seated is overwhelming, and I bite his exposed neck. He stills, allowing me time to adjust to his size.
“You feel so perfect, all tight around my cock.” He pulls out until just the tip remains, and then he slams back into me. “I love you, Ren,” he says, as he quickly finds a rhythm that has us both building quickly to our climax. I move my legs and bring them up, so my feet are resting on his shoulders, which changes the angle in which he hits me inside, and that has me falling over the crest once again.
“Yes!” I cry out. “Please don’t stop.”
He pounds into me now at a frantic pace as he works to chase his own release. I can feel his cock swell inside me, and the warmth of his cum filling the condom has my body clenching around him again in an aftershock.
Sam collapses, his body against mine, but his weight still on his own arms.
“That was fucking perfect. Give me about twenty to rebound, and we’ll do it all over again,” he says as he pulls out of me and quickly removes the condom, tying it off before tossing it in the trash next to his bed.
21
Sam
I wake up early, Lauren asleep curled up in my arms. She’s spooned in front of me, both of us on our sides. With one hand resting on her lower abdomen and the other cupping her breast, I don’t think I could wake up in a bett
er position. My dick is hardening as the moments pass by with our bodies so close. I drop my lips to her shoulder and pepper it with kisses. Last night was hands-down the best night I’ve ever had. Sinking inside her for the first time was so much better than I could have ever dreamed it to be. Her body was so responsive to mine, and I could feel her come alive with each stroke of my cock and touch of my fingers as I claimed her body, claimed her heart and soul.
It didn’t fail to go unnoticed that she didn’t return my proclamation of love last night, but in all honesty, I didn’t expect her to. I know we’ve grown closer these past couple months, and while I know she loves me, I also realize she may not be ready to say it out loud. I don’t mind, though. I told her I’d wait for as long as it takes, and I intend to keep that promise.
I ease my body away from hers, doing my best not to wake her as I slip out of bed. I grab a clean pair of briefs from my dresser, carrying them into the bathroom with me. I quickly use the bathroom, slip my briefs on, then wash my hands and brush my teeth. I head out into the kitchen and get the coffee started. I pour two cups, adding cream to Lauren’s cup, and then carry them back to the bedroom. I set down the cups on my end table and just take in her being in my bed.
Her hair is wild and surrounds her face on the pillow. She has the sheet pulled up to her chin, but her back is exposed from where I was pressed against her. I can see the swell of her breasts and it has me hardening again. We made love three times throughout the night, so I know she’s tired and needs to sleep.
I abandon the coffee and crawl back in bed, sliding right back into my vacated spot. After getting situated, I drift back off to sleep with her in my arms.
I wake a few hours later to an empty bed. The sheets next to me are cold, so I know Lauren has been up for a while, or at least long enough for them to go cold. I hop out of bed, needing to find her, wanting to have her back in my arms.
I walk out to the living room and find her curled up on the couch in my t-shirt and a blanket draped over her lap. She’s got a cup of hot coffee in one hand and her kindle in the other. She looks so perfect sitting there on my couch, wearing my clothes. I can perfectly envision this exact moment for years to come.
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