by Amber Skyze
“What would he do to you after the sex is over?”
“Whatever he wanted. He’s in control.”
She watched his eyes light up and realized he did like her idea. He hadn’t shied away. A sense of pride filled her as she talked to William about her fantasy. For the first time in her life, she felt comfortable about it.
William rolled over and gazed into her eyes. “I’m all for making your fantasies come true, and someday we’ll live out that one, but for now I want to devour your body.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I like the sound of that.”
She pulled him closer until their lips touched. Having William devour her was exactly what she wanted.
He responded to her kiss by plunging his tongue over her threshold and into her mouth. He explored, their tongues playfully touching.
His hand moved to her stomach; butterflies danced around. His touch felt magnetic. Her juices flowed, and she knew her pussy grew wetter with every second.
Patience moved her hand into his pants so she could reach his cock. She caressed the velvety skin against her hand. Soft and smooth, yet hard and thick. He was large and would make an impact when he entered her. It’d been a long time. The thought didn’t scare her—just the opposite. It excited her. Having Williams’s hard dick inside her was exactly what she needed. Not wanting to wait, she threw her leg over his hip and slid closer to his bulge.
She drew closer, and he pulled back.
“Why?” She bit her lower lip and gave him puppy-dog eyes. Waiting wasn’t in her nature, especially for something she hadn’t had in a long time.
“I want to cover up first. Besides, didn’t I warn you about the torture I wanted to inflict on you?”
She wasn’t sure if he was teasing or being serious, but at the moment she wasn’t in the mood for being teased.
“You did, but I figured we agreed on my fantasy, so we should just get down to business.”
He laughed. “Oh and when we’re done, should I hightail my little ass out of here, and you’ll call me—sometime?”
She knew he was joking this time.
“Something like that. Now get rid of the clothes, put on the condom, and let’s get moving.”
“Bossy little thing aren’t ya, darlin’? I know how to take care of bossy people.”
“I sure hope so, because I’m aching for you to be inside me.”
He smiled. “You’re my kind of girl.”
WILLIAM QUICKLY SHED all his clothing and sheathed himself. He climbed onto the bed and nudged her legs apart with his knee. Her pussy was more than ready, evident by the juices pooling at her opening. He edged closer, and when the tip of his cock reached her pussy, the heat radiated off her, warming him.
Her legs wove around him and forced him to push past her barrier and fill her quicker than he’d planned. She was tight, and he wondered if it’d hurt driving into her so fast.
“That’s better,” she said. A smile formed on her lips.
He had his answer. Instead of wasting time, he moved, allowing her hot lava to coat the condom. The more he glided in and out, the slicker it became. The walls of her pussy stretched but didn’t loosen their grip on him. They hugged his cock tightly, making him feel warm and secure nestled inside her.
Heaven was his only thought as he continued driving in and pulling back. Her hands latched on to his biceps, and she rolled her hips. They moved together, falling into a steady tempo.
William thought he’d lose his mind. Going slow was agony for him. He wanted to move faster, drive harder. He didn’t want to hurt her, but shit, he couldn’t get enough of her. Apparently she felt the same, because she increased her movements.
“I’m so close, William. Fuck me.”
He did as she asked, picking up his momentum.
“Harder. Oh God, don’t stop. I’m coming. Shit, I’m coming.”
He squeezed the sheets and pounded into her like a raging bull. He gave her harder as she requested. He couldn’t hold on any longer either. He exploded, letting out a growl that matched the intensity of his climax.
Patience mumbled something incoherent to him. The only thing he could do was continue pumping his seed into the waiting condom.
WHEN HE COLLAPSED into a pile of tangled mess, he pulled her with him. Her heartbeat pounded. Her breathing was labored.
“Thanks for not stopping.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
“No, you really don’t know how much I appreciate it.” And he didn’t. She’d waited a lifetime for an orgasm of that magnitude, and she rode out the waves like an expert surfer. They rolled and rolled, while the walls of her pussy contracted around his hard cock. Stars burst behind her eyelids, reminding her of a grand finale display on the Fourth of July. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined how glorious it would be to orgasm over and over again. Now that she had experienced it, she couldn’t wait until the next time.
“I’m glad I can make you happy.”
“You have and then some.”
Chapter Five
“I’m not telling the details of my night with William. I don’t kiss and tell.” Nancy had been trying to pry the information out of her for over an hour. “Besides, don’t you have some Christmas shopping to do?”
The last thing she wanted was to tell Nancy how William had driven her mad with desire. How he’d pressed her against a wall and gave her an orgasm with his tongue or how he’d ravished her in her bed. No, she didn’t kiss and tell, especially with her sister, who employed him.
“I’ll just ask William.”
“Go ahead. I doubt he’d tell you anything either.” She wasn’t sure, but she felt confident enough challenging her sister. William didn’t seem like the type to go around bragging about his sex life.
She considered calling him just to make sure and then thought better of it. He was a grown man and could make decisions on his own. If he decided to spill the beans, then she’d know that she couldn’t trust him. Something told her that wasn’t the case.
“Does this mean you’ll be seeing him again?”
“What’s with the fifty questions, Nancy? I’m not sure if we’ll see each other again. I’d like to, and I believe he would too.”
“Great. I knew you two would be perfect together.”
“What does that mean?” Suddenly Patience felt like a rat caught in the trap. The trap had been set, and she’d fallen for the bait.
“Nothing. I just think you two are cute together.”
“Did you set this whole thing up?” It wasn’t out of the question for her sister to meddle in something that didn’t need meddling in.
“Who, me? I’m innocent.”
“You did! Oh. My. God. I’ve been set up by my own sister. Unbelievable. You sent me out on Black Friday in the middle of the night just so I could meet William? That’s low even for your standards.”
“How else was I supposed to get you two together? If I invited you over to meet him, you would’ve seen the setup coming a mile away. This way you didn’t, and if you didn’t like him, there’d be no harm done.”
“Except that he took the game from me.”
Nancy laughed. “I’ll bet that rode right up your ass sideways.”
“Funny. You know it pissed me off.”
“Hey, it all worked out in the end. You two like each other, right?”
Patience crossed her arms. She didn’t want to admit it had worked. Proving her sister right only meant more pestering.
“Oh admit it, Patience. You like William, and he likes you. Who cares how it happened? Just be thankful it did. Have you guys had sex yet?”
“Oh my God, Nancy. I can’t believe you’re asking me that.”
“What? We’re sisters. We share everything.” Nancy picked up her lemonade and sipped.
Not everything. This was one time she wouldn’t kiss and tell.
Patience picked up her coffee and blew on it before drinking it, avoiding the question.
> “So is Kyle getting excited about Christmas?”
“Fine, if you want to pretend I didn’t ask you about your sex life, I get it. You’ll tell me eventually.”
“What else can I get him?” She refused to acknowledge anything to do with her sex life. If William weren’t Kyle’s manny, it’d be one thing, but she felt uncomfortable sharing with Nancy this time.
“I’m not sure. I’ll see if I can find a few ideas. I’ve bought everything he’s asked for so far.”
“Figures. The kid is spoiled rotten.” She meant it in a loving way. They spoiled him, but Kyle was a good kid. He appreciated everything in life. He didn’t expect things or take them for granted. The poor kid. All he really wanted was for his dad to come home.
“He is. Hopefully Gary will be home before Valentine’s Day.”
“It’d be good for both of you. I know you’re missing him just as much as Kyle.”
“Breaks my heart every time he’s gone or when I don’t hear from him for long periods of time. I’m so freakin’ scared he’s gonna die over there and I’m gonna have to explain to Kyle what happen to his dad.” Nancy shuddered.
“It’ll be over soon for him.” Patience patted her sister’s hand. “Things will be okay.”
“I can’t wait until this tour is over. It’ll be the last one.”
“See. There is a silver lining at the end of the tunnel.”
Her sister smirked. Patience had no clue what it felt like to have someone you loved so far away and risking their lives every day, but she knew from what her sister was going through, it was painful.
“I was thinking of celebrating Christmas Eve with William and Kyle. I didn’t think he’d be available for Christmas morning. Is that okay with you?”
Patience shrugged. “Whatever works for you.”
“I want you here too.”
“Oh.” Patience had thought she wanted her approval, something she didn’t understand. “I can be here. It’ll be fun.”
“It’s settled, then. So now, are you going to tell me if you slept with him?”
* * * *
Patience walked around the lingerie store looking for something new to wear for her date with William. They’d been spending a lot of time talking on the phone since meeting, and Patience hadn’t felt so happy in long time. She’d learned a lot about him and why caring for Kyle was so important to him. She cherished the information because she knew confessing the truth had brought up memories he didn’t like to visit.
She rummaged through the bin of undies looking for something that struck her fancy. Nothing appealed to her, so she decided to check the drawers underneath the bins. There had to be something. She refused to go home empty-handed.
She riffled through a few drawers still unable to find something sexy enough. She’d just about given up when she spotted them. They were hidden toward the back, but she could make out the tiny piece of neon orange. Her sister thought the vibrant colors she adorned herself with were weird. Not Patience. She considered her taste eclectic.
Score.
She pulled them out and held them up for inspection. They were considered boy shorts and were orange with black lettering that read kiss me on the ass.
“Perfect.”
Knowing she wouldn’t find anything else that suited her, she moved on to the bras. Her search ended quickly. They had the perfect bra to match the undies. As she scanned the store, she smiled when her gaze landed on the candy-striper lingerie.
“I have to have it.” She hurried over to the rack and dragged hangers along the metal bar until she found one that would fit.
“Sweet.” Patience didn’t care if people thought her crazy for talking to herself. She was happy with what she’d found and knew it would get a rise out of William.
She paid for her purchases and threw in some perfume as an added bonus. She left whistling a new tune.
In the car she checked her messages to see if anyone from the office was looking for her. Nothing. Relief washed over her. She didn’t want any issues cropping up. She hoped to enjoy the weekend. If all went well, it would be spent in bed—or out. It didn’t matter as long as it included sex with William.
WILLIAM THREW THE box of condoms on the counter and retrieved his wallet from his back pocket. He couldn’t stop thinking about Patience and her fantasy. He planned to fulfill it soon, but not tonight. Tonight he wanted to explore different sexual things with her. He couldn’t believe he’d told her about his younger brother Harrison and how he’d died. He felt like a heel when he told her he hated the war for claiming his brother’s life. He’d been met with various responses from people when he expressed his anger, but she’d been comforting. She hadn’t argued. She’d understood. He knew she would with her brother-in-law being away. Nancy, on the other hand, didn’t share her sister’s sympathy. She was pro-war even with her husband’s life at stake.
Politics weren’t something he liked to discuss with anyone. He had his opinion, and others had theirs, end of story. His problem was the death of Harrison. His brother had been the only family William had left, until Harrison died. Shot and killed in the line of duty.
Buying the game for Kyle had caused a struggle for him. He’d felt he owed it to Harrison to do right by the son of a fellow military man. William also blamed himself for not doing right by Harrison. If he’d been able to provide more, maybe his brother wouldn’t have joined the service and would still be alive. It hurt knowing he’d never see his brother again. Now he wanted to make Kyle happy, even if temporarily upsetting Patience. Who wouldn’t want to see a smile on Kyle’s face? The kid was so amazing. The only thing he craved was a male figure, and William was thrilled he could give it to him, if even temporarily.
“Is that it?” the guy behind the counter asked.
“That’s it.” He paid for the condoms and headed out to his next destination—the wine shop. Nancy told him Patience enjoyed a nice white wine. Something sweet, she’d said. William planned to bring something sweet.
His cock stirred to life when he thought about all the things he’d planned to do Patience in a few short hours.
“Down, boy.” He laughed as he drove around the block to the next store. He passed what looked like a candy store. He couldn’t resist. He loved candy. He pulled into the parking lot and entered the store.
He looked around, trying to decide where to start. There were so many things to choose from. They had some of the old-fashioned candy—Swedish Fish, DOTS, Mary Janes, and Boston Baked Beans. Oh yeah, his wallet was in trouble now.
When he found the bags, he began filling one after the other. By the time he arrived at the counter, he’d filled five bags with various candies.
“Did you find everything you were looking for?” the woman asked.
“And then some.”
“Have you seen our cupcakes? We just started making them, and they’re selling like hotcakes.”
He was screwed. She must have seen sucker written on his forehead.
“No, where are they?”
“Over here.” She led him to the display.
Oh yeah, he was definitely fucked. They had an array of flavors. Boston crème, s’mores, peanut butter and jelly, banana crème, pink champagne, red velvet. The flavors were endless.
“Give me one of each,” he said, unable to resist temptation.
The woman filled a box with a dozen cupcakes. He’d dropped over fifty dollars by the time he left the store. He didn’t care. It wasn’t like he was watching his weight. Besides, he could bring some of the cupcakes over to Nancy’s for her and Kyle to enjoy. As for the candy, well, that might be another challenge.
William arrived at Patience’s door at precisely seven thirty sharp. His hands were loaded with all sorts of goodies; he could barely ring the bell.
Patience opened the door wearing a candy-striper outfit that left little to the imagination and a smile. The contents of his arms almost landed on the floor with his mouth. Her opening the door all dressed up in
that outfit was not something he’d expected.
“Coming in, or are you going to make me stand here freezing?”
William regained his senses and hurried over the threshold into the warm house. He rushed into the kitchen, where he set all the stuff down. He considered putting it away for about three seconds.
Instead he stripped off his leather jacket, hung it on the chair, and went back to the living room.
Patience had moved from the front door to the couch. She’d positioned herself in a way that showed off her assets. And when he said assets, he meant assets. Her trimmed pussy was exposed thanks to her one leg resting on the back of the couch while the other was bent at the knee.
The top of the outfit pushed her lush breasts up. She looked like a Christmas stocking waiting to be unwrapped. William felt like a kid on Christmas morning; he couldn’t wait to open his presents. He knew the night was going to be incredible; he just hadn’t realized how much fun they were going to have.
Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined her being this open and ready.
“Christmas is coming early, I see.”
“That’s not the only thing coming.” She winked.
William thought he’d choke from her bluntness. She was a spitfire, but he loved it. She was a breath of fresh air with her sexual prowess. He considered himself lucky to have her in his life. He couldn’t wait to experience the many different levels and varieties of sex available to them.
“No, I’m sure it won’t be the only thing coming. Are we having a quickie out here, or do you want to get down and dirty?” He wanted to take things as slow as she wanted, though from the sight of her, slow wasn’t her intention.
“I say we figure it out as we go. Now get rid of those cumbersome clothes and join me. I’m feeling a bit chilly.”
He groaned. He’d warm her up. He peeled his clothes off without hesitation. William hurried into the kitchen and grabbed a few condoms. When he returned she pretended to yawn.
“I’m getting a little tired here.”
“I’m sure I can change that.” He inched onto the couch between her legs.
“Good.”
