Erin slid her fingers inside her center and leaned back on the shower wall, her chest heaving in delight at the sensations pouring through her. She thrust her fingers inside herself over and over again and gasped against the wall with hot desire and agony. Devon’s eyes were aglow with lust as she played with herself, showing him no mercy. Her moans turned into shrieks as she convulsed and with one final shriek came. Her body was hot and wet with the smell of sex and sweetness. Devon licked his lips and moved his mouth toward her while reaching for her shoulder with his hand. She leaned toward him, and then slapped him hard in the face. She turned the shower off. “Your turn.”
Devon breathed heavily and ran his fingers through his hair, rubbing his neck in agony as he watched her dry her moist, glistening body with lust-filled eyes. “That’s it?” Devon said in a choked voice.
“Do what you gotta do, big guy,” she giggled. Erin put on some red cotton lace panties, rocked her hips to show off her shapely behind, and sashayed out of the bathroom.
Devon turned on the shower, dipped his head into the water, and groaned in agony. He leaned his head against the wall and turned the knob toward “Cold.”
Chapter Eight
~Erin~
“You put a personal story on the data, Erin. It’s quite remarkable.”
The film editor at Stanford offered to review my work before I entered it into the contest. I emailed him the file.
“The interviews on this documentary are especially powerful. You have the perfect balance of science, emotion, and facts,” he said over the webcam. “You should do quite well, Erin. You should be proud of yourself.”
A feeling of weightlessness spread across my body. I clicked off the webcam and readied my presentation for Stanford. What if I actually get in? My chances of getting in were still small, but I was feeling a lot more hopeful about my prospects now. I showed the video to Kathy, and she was shocked.
“Erin, that is one of the most powerful videos I have ever seen in my life.” She said with excitement in her voice. She shook her head at me. “I’m more excited about college now than I’ve ever been.” She gave me an enthusiastic hug.
“This was your idea, Kathy. I couldn’t have done it without you, or your sister. Thank you,” I said to my best friend.
“Wouldn’t that be awesome if we all got into Stanford!” she said with her bright smile that had comforted me so many times over the years. We jumped up and down together like two kids on Christmas morning.
“God, I hope so.” I said unable to hide the quaver in my voice. Devon and I together for four years.
I went to work after taking off a few days to put the finishing touches on my project.
I entered the lifeguard office, and Devon was already there.
“Good morning.” Devon squinted at me, apparently still not over what had happened last night.
“How are you feeling this morning?” I snickered.
“I’m feeling rather…tense.” Devon was still eyeing me with hunger mixed with resentment.
“Why is that?” I teased.
“Gee, Erin. I don’t know,” Devon said in a sardonic tone. He licked his lips as he watched me move toward him. I rubbed my breasts against him and reached for the log book to make my rounds and log the activity for the day. My nipples grew hard through my red suit as Devon eyed me. He was practically salivating.
Devon breathed heavily and pushed his hands to my shoulders. “This has to stop, Erin. You’re killing me. I can barely think of anything else now except for you. This is just cruel.”
“Good, I’m glad you’re thinking about me for once. You’re going to have to focus, because you’re on the chair today. At least you won’t be standing up. I can see your excitement from a mile away.” My eyes glanced up at him as my lips twisted into a smirk.
“That’s all for you, Erin. I’m always thinking about you. You drive me crazy. You always have. Now, if you want to play this game a little longer, I can wait. But the longer you wait, the more I’m going to take it out on you later. That’s just the way it is,” he said with a shrug. “Besides, I recall someone rubbing soap on my mouth, so I am officially purified,” Devon said in a mocking tone.
I laughed at the thought of Devon showing so much restraint last night. But it was worth it. It was just a reminder that I don’t share.
“Just a reminder, Devon.”
“Message received loud and clear. Now can we please pick up where we left off?” he asked with hope in his eyes.
“And where was that exactly?” I said with a slight smile.
“We’re trying to go to college together? We’re trying like mad to stay together? We’re in love? Remember?”
“Oh, yes. I remember now. You’re madly in love with me.”
“Yes, yes, Erin. I am. I cannot deny it any longer. I am madly in love with you.”
A satisfied smile curved my lips. He was so sweet when he was pining away for me. Tall and strong, but vulnerable and sweet. That was my Devon. And he was all mine.
“With that understanding, I’m sure that we can make love sometime in the near future.” I giggled.
“That is very kind of you. How about we go to dinner tonight at your favorite restaurant, and then we’ll take it from there?” Devon flashed me a salacious smile.
“I look forward to it.” I tried to contain my excitement. Devon was raging with a ravenous sexual appetite at this point, and all wrapped up in the body of a Greek god. He would be all mine tonight.
Devon grabbed his gear and headed for the chair with a newfound spring in his step. I exhaled a laugh and shook my head as he sprang from the ladder onto the chair with one gigantic leap.
~Erin~
Devon showed up at my door looking stunning in a charcoal gray sports jacket, a light blue shirt, and a gray silk woven tie with splashes of blue hues. His usually mussed hair was combed back enough to show off the perfect symmetry of his masculine face, and his dark jacket brought out the brilliance of his green eyes. I felt heat rush through my body and to my center from just looking at this beautiful man who stood before me, and the wonderful things that we would do to each other tonight. I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed his firm and supple lips, and he kissed me and held me to him for just a few seconds. I gently bit his lower lip, tasting the delicious flavor of him, before dropping back down to my feet.
“Hungry, are we?” He flashed me a dazzling smile that showed off his beautiful set of teeth.
With his strong arms, he held me around the waist and breathed me in. I adjusted his tie and moved my hand down the wonderful outlines of his chest. He wrapped his strong warm fingers around mine, and we walked the short distance to the restaurant just two blocks away under the beautiful summer sky.
Devon seemed unusually calm and collected this evening after the torture I put him through last night. I couldn’t help wonder what he was thinking as he smiled at me coolly.
At the restaurant I told him about my documentary and how well things were going. “Even if I do get in, I likely won’t be accepted until next year.”
“I can wait a year for you, baby. I can wait two.” His eyes were unusually cool, but his face was suggestive and sexy, as if he wanted to tie me up right here in the restaurant.
“Don’t you have to accept the scholarship this year?”
“The offer is good for this year or next year because of the timing of the invitation.”
“I can’t let you take a year off from school to wait for me.”
“Why not? It’s just one year. Besides, we don’t know what’s going to happen yet. Let’s just wait to see what happens, and figure it out from there.”
Devon had the same cool appearance that he had been wearing all night, but his eyes burned into me like I was dessert.
“If I’m accepted next year, I can join you then.” I buried my fingers in a piece of warm, fresh bread and split it open while the aroma wafted over me.
Devon took the other half from me. “But if yo
u’re not accepted at all, we should wait to see where we’re both accepted. Maybe we would need to take a year off anyway,” he said.
“That’s what I want, too,” I replied.
“Me, too. So let’s see what happens and make plans accordingly.”
All through dinner Devon gave me his sexy wanton stare, and I felt my body getting warm from the intensity of his gaze.
“So you’re coming over tonight, right?” he asked with the same calm and cool way that he’d been all evening as we finished dinner.
“Sure. I can stop by.”
“Good.” He smiled at me and called for the waiter to bring us the check with one wave of his long finger. His fingers wound around mine and he walked me to his home. His mom was working the busy schedule in the evening at the store.
Chapter Nine
~Erin~
Devon brought me inside. He took his jacket off, and wound his arms around me.
He looked at me with all of the intensity of a hungry wolf as his long arm wrapped around my waist. He took my hand and walked me toward his couch, and sat down with me.
“You know, Erin,” he said to me in his deep voice, which rumbled through my body and made me feel hot all over. “You really drove me crazy this week. I could hardly contain myself.”
“I bet you won’t ever forget me again,” I said with a teasing smile.
“That’s what you don’t get, Erin. I never forget about you. The moment I was kissed, I thought about you. That’s why I backed away. No one tastes as good as you,” he said, breathing hot on me and planting warm kisses down my neck. “No one feels as good as you,” he said, moving his hands over the curves of my body. “No one does to me what you do to me. You should know that by now.” His voice was commanding, and I didn’t know if he was seducing me or scolding me.
“I know now,” I said in an innocent, almost apologetic tone.
“No, I don’t think you do. You tortured me last night, and I haven’t stopped thinking about you since. The only way I got through the day was with very intense focus, because any thought of you in the shower would make me lose it very quickly.”
“I’m sorry,” I said with my best innocent smile. I noticed the bulge in his pants increasing.
“You obviously don’t understand how beautiful you really are, and what effect you have on me.” Devon loosened his tie and looked at me with such fiery passion that waves of heat coursed over my body from his stare. I thought the room was going to catch on fire when his green eyes raked over me and swept me up in his hungry stare. “To give you some sense of how I felt,” he continued in his low sexy voice, “I am going to make you feel what I felt last night.”
Uh-oh.
Devon loosened his tie further and unbuttoned his shirt. He grabbed my hand and walked me to his bedroom.
He worked the buttons on my shirt and planted light kisses across my neck and shoulders. As he peeled the shirt off me, he moved his mouth over my breastbone. He continued to kiss and nip me with his warm tongue, following the indented trail down to my stomach, dipping his tongue into my navel and swirling his tongue in it. The wet and warm sensations traveled down my stomach and directly to my center.
He kissed and nipped at the bottom of my stomach, licking and tasting his way from one hipbone to the other. The hot sensations made me squirm in his strong hands. He undid the belt on my jeans, and worked the buttons while grazing his fingers across my center. He glided his fingers around my waist before he slid my jeans off. I stood before him in my matching red lace panties and bra.
My stomach fluttered with anticipation and uncertainty as Devon whipped the tie from his neck and moved closer to me. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” I said, like an innocent schoolgirl looking up at her teacher.
“Give me your hand, Erin.” I gave him my hand without question, and he pressed his rough whiskers against my knuckles while he moved his mouth across my hand and planted a tender kiss on each knuckle. “Even your hands are beautiful. No one is as beautiful as you, Erin. Now give me your other hand,” Devon said in a low raspy whisper that sent tremors of hot want down my spine.
He wrapped his silk tie around my hands, laid me down on the bed, and bound the tie around the frame of his bed. He whipped the belt off his dark trousers and wrapped it around my ankles.
“What are you…”
“Sshh!” he commanded. “Don’t make a sound. Whatever you experience tonight is a fraction of what you did to me last night.”
Uh-oh.
Devon’s pants hung from his hips, and his arms pulsed with muscle as he tied the belt around my ankles. The hard and silky-smooth muscles of his chest throbbed with power over his flat, rippling stomach. My mouth watered as he tied me up and bound me down to his bed. I was wrapped up in the arousing scent of man and musk and sweetness, and utterly helpless.
Devon unzipped his pants and ran his fingers around his waist. He looked at me bound to the bed, and his face became dark and lustful. He slid his pants down slowly over his navy blue boxer briefs. My eyes moved to his excitement wrapped up in blue boxer briefs, and I could not bring myself to look away from him. He slid his pants over his legs and leaned over to flip his shoes off, and I could see him straining against the fabric.
My heart thumped, and warmth washed over me as I watched him move closer to me. Devon leaned over me and ran his fingers over the crevice of my chest, stopping and rubbing my skin between my breasts, searing his fingers down my stomach, stroking heat across my body all the way down to my panties. He slid his fingers under the waistband of my panties from one hip to the other, slowly rubbing his fingers across my skin.
His fingers set my skin on fire, and a slight smile curved his mouth. “Stay still,” he said in a firm tone.
“Devon, are you paying me back for…”
“Quiet.” Devon leaned his magnificent body over me and whispered in my ear. “Or I will gag you.”
I turned my head toward him to check his expression, and it was as deadpan as he had been all night. He gave me a fervent stare that caused desire to pump through my body. He looked over my body like I was an all-you-can-eat buffet. He walked along beside me, clearly enjoying the sight before him.
“But are you…”
Devon quickly turned toward his clothes, now strewn across the floor. He grabbed his T-shirt, turned it upside down, and with one powerful tear ripped it in half from top to bottom. He ripped another section off, twisted it into a cord, and got down on one knee beside me. He kissed my mouth and devoured me, tasting my lips and sucking on my bottom lip before ravaging me with his tongue. I pressed my lips to the firm curves of his mouth, and welcomed his delightful assault even as I struggled against my bonds.
He lifted my head and wrapped the torn piece of T-shirt around my mouth and head, and leaned my head back on the pillow. My mouth was open with the shirt wrapped between my lips and teeth and around my head. The sweet arousing scent of his skin wafted over me.
“Can you breathe okay?” He stifled a smile as he watched me.
I nodded my head and he sat next to me, his musky scent filling me up and arousing me even more in my helpless state. “I told you, no more talking. Now, are you going to be good?”
I nodded again, and he moved his hands over my breasts, cupping them with his large hands. “You feel so good. You fit into my hands like you were made for me. You’re mine and no one else’s. Understand?”
I looked up at him and nodded.
“Good girl.” He slipped his hands under my bra and pushed the bra upward.
He pinched my nipples and moved his fingers around my sensitive skin, which was now on fire from his touch. His thumbs moved over my hardening nipples, and I groaned and pressed against my bonds. Heat rushed across my body and concentrated in my groin. I felt myself getting wet. Devon leaned into my chest. He blew hot on my swelling breasts and nipples, and then scraped my nipple with his teeth while rubbing and tugging the other with his thumb and finger. His mou
th came down on me again, pressing his teeth over my elongated nipple while sucking on them with his moist, hot lips.
My back arched against my bonds. I closed my eyes and took in the sweet sensations as he continued his carnal assault. My groans were muffled by his T-shirt gagging me.
A light cough escaped my mouth from the rush of sensations pouring through me and moistening my mouth. Devon rushed toward me and lifted the gag from my mouth. “Are you okay?” he said with sweet concern.
“Yes, I just…”
He kissed me and ravaged my mouth again in sweet assault before I could finish. He placed the binding back over my mouth, and cupped my face with his hand. “Now be quiet,” he said with firmness in his voice.
He caressed my breasts and pinched my nipples as my legs squirmed against the sensations rushing through my body. Devon glanced at my body, now writhing in agony, and smiled at me. He moved his mouth over my panties, and licked my crotch over the wet fabric. His tongue ran across the inside of my thigh, and I felt the slick sensation under my panties as I squirmed from his touch, now sending me over the edge.
My body was singing from the delicious torment. I breathed in deeply as he palmed my ass and brought my center to his mouth. His other hand gently tugged my panties down. He lapped at my crotch with delight, and liquid fire pushed my body to the brink of frenzy.
Devon stood beside me and ran his strong fingers across my crotch, across my hips, up my stomach and to my breastbone, my body shivering in the wake of his teasing touch. He stopped on my nipple and twisted it, causing my body to squirm. I could see from his bulge that he was as turned on as I was.
But then he walked away from me, reached toward the floor, picked up his crumpled shirt, and slipped it on. My body was surging, waiting for him to finish what he started. But instead, he scooped his pants off the floor and stepped into them. He then stepped toward me and unbound my legs, and slipped his belt on as if he were getting ready for a typical morning. My brows creased as I looked at him, and my legs twisted from the unbearable heat in my groin.
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