by Sable Hunter
“Yes, please,” she begged. She felt his teeth and lips caress an area so close to her areola that she trembled with need. The sweet suction that he applied to her flesh caused her womb to contract. “Let’s take off your blouse, doll.”
Alex eased the blouse on down, but she caught it with both hands, holding the material in place over her breasts. “They’re too small, you’re going to be disappointed,” she whispered almost shamefully.
“Oh, Scarlet, my love. I know exactly how big your breasts are, and their shape. I’ve undressed you with my eyes every time I look at you. The first day you were here, I couldn’t take my eyes off that little pink camisole you were wearing. Every time you turned a certain way, I got a glimpse of the sweetest pink nipples I have ever had the pleasure to see. I can’t wait to see you naked, I’m literally trembling with the need to caress your breasts.” There was a lamp on in the corner of the room, but he could clearly see her face in the firelight. Slowly, she removed her hands so Alex could lower her shirt. She closed her eyes, dreading to see the look on his face when he first beheld their diminutive size.
She couldn’t see him, but she could hear him. She heard a harsh intake of breath and then a low, appreciative groan. “Dear God, baby. You’re perfect.” Scarlet felt his hands cover her, molding and shaping her breasts in the palms of his hands. Unbelievable sensations began to build, she had no idea the joy that could be experienced from a man’s simple touch. “Open your eyes, baby, watch me worship you.”
Slowly, she did as he asked. The extreme pleasure she was feeling seemed to slow time to a crawl. What she saw took her breath away. His expression was so intense, his eyes so loving. It was apparent that he was experiencing as much excitement from touching her as she was from being touched. An unexpected groan escaped her lips as he pulled on her nipples, milking them, rolling them between his fingers.
“Alex, honey, that feels…” Scarlet cried out as bliss washed over her. When Alex took one of her nipples into his mouth and began to suckle, she nearly fainted from the pleasure. The sight of him as he feasted at her breast turned her world upside down.
He tongued her, swirling around her ultra-sensitive tips. He laved her, providing just enough friction to cause her hips to buck. When he opened his mouth wide enough to swallow her whole—she thought she would die. “Alex…something’s happening, love. No, I don’t want it to be over so soon.”
Her back arched off the floor, pushing her breasts farther into his face. He sucked hard, grunting his excitement with every pull. He felt her muscles tense and knew she was close to an orgasm. Pulling back, he led her to rapture. “This is just the beginning, baby. We’ve got all night. Let go, love. Let go. I’ll catch you,” he whispered to her tenderly. He placed one hand between her legs. One touch was all it took and she shattered into a million shards of light. Cries of unexpected delight filled the room. Alex held her close until she stopped quivering. Then, she shocked him.
Scarlet pushed on his shoulders, until he lay flat. Rolling over on top of him, she framed his face, fisted her hands in those fat, golden curls and began to rain kisses all over his face. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. That was more wonderful than I ever imagined.” Placing her hand on the massive evidence of his need, she looked him straight in the eye and asked in a sultry little voice. “Now, what can I do for you?”
CHAPTER FOUR
“What can you do for me?” he repeated her question. Standing, he pulled her to her feet. “You can go to bed with me. You can let me love you all night long. That’s what you can do for me.” He led her to the master bedroom. The room, while large, was almost completely dominated by the massive bed. Candles were lit, and Alex had strewn rose petals all over the black satin sheets.
“Alex, this is…” Scarlet stopped talking. She hung her head for a moment, seeking composure. “I never expected anything like this, not in a million years. You’re so good to me.”
“Baby, you’re easy to be good to.” He began to unzip her skirt. “Let’s get you out of the rest of these clothes.” She followed his lead and began to unbutton his shirt, and then unzipped his pants.
Looking up into his eyes, she took his breath away. “This is going to be wonderful isn’t it?”
“Yes, baby, it is.” Naked, he stretched out on the bed, pulling her down with him. “I know you’re ready for me, but I’m going to feel, just to be sure. Okay?” She lay beside him, completely trusting. He parted her legs, then slipped his hand over her tender pussy. She was hot and wet, as eager for him as he was for her. “Scarlet, you are so responsive. I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside of you.”
“I want you, Alex. I want you. Please, take me. Don’t make me wait.” She didn’t have to ask twice. He began to sheathe himself with a condom. She stopped him. “I’ve been on the pill for years, please let me feel all of you. Just once.” Putting the condom aside, he rose over her. Alex felt overwhelmed. This would be a first for him, also. He had never been inside of a woman without a condom. He felt like a virgin.
He stilled.
That’s what she was.
Taking the greatest of care, he opened her labia, caressing the delicate pink folds. Scarlet shuddered in anticipation. She couldn’t keep her hands still. She ran her palms over his shoulders and down his arms, lifting her hips in invitation. “I’m going to put my fingers inside you first, just to prepare you. Okay, baby?”
In answer, she opened her legs wider, giving him full and free access to her greatest treasure. Alex’s hand shook as he sought to ready her for his possession. Slipping one finger inside of her, he moaned his excitement. She was like silk, warm, creamy silk. And God, she was tight. He was going to have to be so gentle with her. Need was causing his muscles to strain, every instinct demanded that he push into her, relieve his hunger, satisfy his tremendous appetite for the delectable woman in his arms.
Ever so gently, he moved his finger in and out, mimicking what his own flesh was ravenous to do. His efforts were met by little noises of appreciation, apparently, Scarlet was finding it enjoyable. He added another finger, widening her passage. She accepted that invasion just as gratefully. “You. Alex, I want you. Please.”
Unable to deny either of their desires any longer, Alex settled himself between her thighs. Lifting her hips, he carefully placed his naked penis at the tender opening of her passage. She trembled in his arms. He was shaking, both in anticipation and in fear that he would cause her pain. “Please, Alex. You won’t hurt me. Please.” She urged him with her voice, as well as her body.
Surrendering, he pushed into her. Alex literally shook with excitement. “Scarlet, baby. Oh, God, this is Heaven.” Never had he felt such sweet, enveloping heat. It was like sinking down into rich, whipped cream. Alex hadn’t known what a difference the lack of a latex barrier would make. He could feel the contact with her body in every cell of his engorged staff, the incredible sensation was stealing his breath away. Being inside of Scarlet was the most amazing sexual experience of his life.
But he wouldn’t last.
It felt too good.
Alex was enraptured. The connection he felt with Scarlet was completely new. Her body was massaging his, molding, fisting, giving him pleasure unlike any he had ever known. He watched her face as she undulated under him. Unbelievable.
Her natural dew was bathing him in luxurious comfort, her channel was squeezing him, giving him mind-blowing ecstasy. He was so close. So close. There was no way he was going to last much longer, it was just too good. Not wanting to finish without her having another orgasm, he reached between them and began to play in her curls, finding her clitoris and rubbing it in gentle, concentric circles.
“Kiss, kiss, kiss,” she begged. “I want to breathe your breath as I come.” Her sentiments made him smile, even as he strived to remain coherent. The pleasure was unbelievable.
* * * *
Her body accepted him. She was grateful. He was so big, she’d had her doubts. But as aroused as she was, the
entry had been almost painless. Almost. Scarlet felt her vagina stretch, making room for his sizeable girth. The feeling was unlike anything she could have imagined. Alex had taken her to such heights with his mouth at her breast, pleasuring her with his fingers—just being naked with him was a dream come true. She had never hoped to have this type of experience with a man. Oh, it had been on her list, but she had never counted on it, not really. Now it was happening and it was better than she had ever dreamed. Her body moved of its own accord. Muscles that she didn’t even know she had, knotted in ecstasy.
“That’s right, baby. Move for me. Does it feel good for you, baby?”
“Yes. Oh, yes. Alex, I never knew, I never imagined. You just don’t know…”
She reached for his face, pulling it down so she could place her mouth over his. “Don’t stop, Alex. It feels so good. Please, don’t stop.”
“Wrap your legs around my waist, love.” When she did, he began to move harder, faster.
Touching her lips with his, he exploded, she could feel his orgasm—a white-hot surge of release. He bellowed his satisfaction, closing his eyes. She wanted to hold on to this feeling, the most intense moment of happiness in her life. He pushed into her one last time, grinding his pelvis into her tender vulva. It was just enough, she tensed and cried out. Holding him close, she quivered with intolerable pleasure. Her pussy fluttered around his cock, stealing her very breath. “Hold me, Alex. Hold me tight.” He cradled her, rolling to one side, taking her with him. He was still buried deep within her, and she wanted him to stay that way. She was reluctant to break the most precious connection she had ever experienced.
“Scarlet. Oh, baby. That was so good. You are so sweet, so precious. You’re my baby.” He held his face to her, rubbing his nose against her skin. “Thank you. You have given me the most wonderful gift—you.”
She snuggled into him, totally and absolutely content. She kissed his chest, then put her arms around his neck and hugged him tight. “Alex?”
“What, love?”
“When I close my eyes, after I’ve taken my last breath…” His whole body tensed, seeming to rebel at the very thought. She held him tight, not letting him pull away, not until she finished what she had to say. “If there’s nothing there—only blackness…it won’t matter. I’ve been to Heaven, here in your arms, and it was paradise.”
* * * *
He pushed a damp lock of hair off of her forehead. She had dropped off to sleep, still holding onto him. Alex couldn’t sleep. He couldn’t even close his eyes. All he could do was look at her. He was having trouble remembering his life before he saw her. It was as if he had started living the moment she walked into his life.
His mind was whirling. Think, Alex. Think. He had to make some phone calls, but first he had to have some basic information. There was no time to waste. Tightening his hold on Scarlet, he began to kiss her face, gently coaxing her awake.
Scarlet stretched, rubbing against him like a contented kitten. “Hey, baby. Can’t you sleep?”
“I don’t want to waste a moment of my time with you. I can sleep later.”
“Sounds good. Me too. I can sleep when I’m dead.” She was teasing, but he didn’t take it that way.
He pulled her hands over her head, flattening her down with his body, yet not crushing, just enclosing. “Stop. Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that.”
Her heart contracted, she hadn’t meant to hurt him. “I didn’t mean it, Alex. It’s just something people say.”
“You’re not alone anymore, Scarlet. My life is linked to yours. What you do, what you say, what happens to you affects me.” He buried his face in her neck. “Who’s your doctor, baby?”
“Dr. Haley. He’s the GP back home.”
“What’s your blood type?” He held his breath.
Scarlet yawned, too drowsy to realize what he was doing. “Most common, O positive.” Alex let out a tremendous breath of relief. They had the same blood type. Thank God! He knew there was more to it than that, but he didn’t really understand what. He would, though. He intended to learn everything he could about kidney disease and the possibilities of a transplant. “What are you up to, sweetheart? Why all the questions?”
“Do you trust me, Scarlet?” he whispered in her ear. She didn’t realize it, but their future hinged on her answer to this seemingly innocent question.
“With my life.”
Exactly.
She had dropped right back off, physically sated and mentally content. Alex had taken longer, but gradually his body had relaxed enough for him to get a few hours rest. He still held her close, unwilling to turn her loose for a moment. He knew it was silly, but it felt like that if he kept his hands on her, nothing could happen to her. He could keep her safe.
About the time the sun began to rise, Alex awoke impossibly aroused. The woman who had him tied up in knots was warm and soft, right where he needed her to be, in his bed. “Wake up, sweet girl. I need you. Can I make love to you?”
He didn’t have to ask twice. She opened happy eyes. “I was dreaming about you.”
“What were you dreaming?” Whatever her dreams were, he intended to do everything in his power to make them all come true.
“That I would get one more chance to love you.” The morning light filtered through the curtains, illuminating the look of total hunger on his face. They had slept unclothed, so there was no barrier to his hands or to his lips.
“Only one more chance? Not hardly.” Alex cupped one pink tipped orb in his hand. He circled the delicate nipple, marveling at the creamy texture and the way it responded to his touch by pearling before his eyes. Lowering his head, he reverently took it in his mouth, drawing it up against his tongue. Scarlet moaned her enjoyment, holding his head to her breast, losing her fingers in his soft curls. He took his time, sucking and licking at first one globe and then the other. “I love kissing your breasts. Is it making you hot, are you ready for me, love?”
“So ready,” she whispered as he angled himself over her body, supporting himself on his knees and forearms as he separated her legs and sank between them.
“Scarlet, I plan on making love to you tonight, and every night that we’re together. And every morning, and every afternoon.” He couldn’t wait to push his aching cock deep inside of her. Nothing in his experience had ever prepared him for sex with Scarlet Rose. It was completely new. He couldn’t even recall making love to any other woman, she was his first. After Scarlet, the rest of them didn’t even count.
Steadying himself, he watched her face as he entered her. With a jolt, he realized that he was forever changed. The pillow on his bed would never be the same. From now on, it would be the place where she laid her head. This room would always be where he had first made love to Scarlet. Nothing would ever be as it was before. Humbled, he watched her close her eyes in ecstasy. He thanked God that his loving felt as good to her as it did to him. He watched the flush rise on her cheeks, her mouth part and that sweet pink tongue peek out and touch the bow of her upper lip.
“Alex, put him in all the way. All the way.” Trembling with pleasure, she squeezed down on his shaft. It felt so good, she did it again. “I can’t be still. Oh, Alex. It feels better this morning than it did last night.”
Pumping into her, Alex couldn’t hold himself back. Sitting up, he pulled her hips up and entwined her legs around his waist. “No, this won’t be the last time we make love, Scarlet. This is just the beginning, love. Not the end.” They loved each other until the last vestiges of pleasure had been drained from their bodies. Then, they lay together, lost in a dream of whispered promises and fragile tomorrows.
The day dawned bright with possibilities, they walked in the park, Scarlet couldn’t get enough of just looking. The colors of the maples were truly magnificent. She and Alex walked hand in hand during the dawn’s early chill. Squirrels scurried in the leaves and a hawk winged its way through the overcast sky. “I know we have to go back. But I’ll never forget this time, Alex.
It was absolutely perfect. You’re perfect.” She turned into him, fitting her body up against his. She felt confident with him, knowing that he had enjoyed her touch as much as she enjoyed his. It had made all the difference in the world.
“The first of many good times, Scarlet.” She didn’t answer him, and that tore a hole in his heart. He had made her happy. The next thing he had to do was give her hope.
* * * *
Cecile arrived. She was a pretty, vivacious ball of energy. She hadn’t been there ten minutes before she had Annalise and Scarlet both in stitches. Scarlet had never met her before, but she had heard so much about her, it didn’t take long for them to form a bond. “So the two older brothers have been claimed.” Cecile sighed. “That’s a shame.”
Scarlet protested, “I have no claim on Alex.” Not that she didn’t wish it with her whole heart, but it simply wasn’t true.
“Yeah, right.” Her sister winked.
Cecile was as cute as a bug, the kind of a woman that men liked to look at. She was curvy and flirty, curly dark hair that hung to her shoulders and eyes that were as green as the emerald isle itself.
“There is another brother.” Annalise smiled wickedly. “Tall, dark, handsome. Body to die for. A football player.”
“Bobby. Sweet, gentle Bobby.” Scarlet summed up.
“Sounds dreamy.” Cecile agreed. “The only problem is that he’s what, twenty-one?”
“Twenty-two, he’s a senior at UT.”
“Yeah, a senior.” Cecile laughed. “And I, comparatively speaking, am a Senior citizen.”
