CHAPTER 4
‘She tastes like wine’, he plunged in deeper to taste more. His tongue twisting with hers like a long awaited dance it knew so well. He placed both hands on her cheeks and deepened the kiss, wanting all that she had to offer. He felt her slide her hands around his neck and that was his cue to pull her closer. Slowly, he slid them both to the ground where he was able to feel more of her body. As he brought his lips to her neck, kissing her, licking her, his hands began to explore on their own. She let out a small groan which nearly undid him as he touched her small, firm breasts. He can feel her nipples harden as he brushed his thumb over the fabric of her shirt and the need to taste them became urgent. He pulled up her shirt to expose the sweetness her breasts were promising and suckled at them, letting his tongue feel his way around the mounds of flesh. He could feel her fingers entangling themselves in his hair, holding him, encouraging him and, needing more, he placed himself above her and she gave a cry of delight.
Penny was dumbfounded. This was the last thing she had expected so soon but boy was she happy it happened. As they were sitting and talking, her eyes kept wandering to his lips and she started to wonder what they would feel like, what they tasted like. Well, she didn’t have to wait much longer. When she noticed he was going for her glass, she lunged after it and the next thing she knew, he was kissing her. Soft and sweet, his tongue brushing her lips with slight caresses. Then the assault began and it was hard and demanding and absolutely luscious. She slid her hands around his neck so as to get a better hold and the kiss deepened. Suddenly, she was on the ground, being kissed like she had never been kissed before. Feeling his hands on her body, his lips feathered down towards her neck and his hands caressing her breasts. Penny let out a small groan, needing to feel more, wanting more. As Shane pulled up her shirt to have better access to her breasts, Penny felt like she was floating on a cloud which kept going higher and higher until she became dizzy. Once she felt his mouth on her breasts, all Penny could do was bring her hand to his head and encourage him to stay there. The feel of his tongue, his lips, made her core want to explode with such intensity she thought she would lose her mind. Once he placed himself above her, she let out a small cry and she wrapped her arms around him, feeling his hard back and, wanting more, she pulled his shirt off. As he balanced himself on his arms, Penny looked as his chest. Chiselled with muscle, she slowly traced each line with her finger, from torso to stomach. Shane shivered at her touch and it pleased her to know that she can do just as much to him as he is doing to her. Shane leaned down and kissed her with an urgency that needed to be remedied instantly. Penny obliged him with as much urgency to match his own. She felt his hardness against her, pushing and thrusting to gain entrance where it couldn’t and that is when it hit her. “To soon” she whispered “Wait, Shane. It’s too soon. We need to stop”. Shane couldn’t hear her words; he was so into it that he believed she was whispering words of encouragement. When he felt her hands on his chest trying to lift him, he didn’t know what was happening. He didn’t want to stop, he needed her, and he was hurting real bad for her. “What’s wrong? Am I hurting you?” he asked as he looked into her eyes. Shane rolled off of her but kept his arm around her midsection lest she try to get away. “It’s too soon” she said “we just literally met an hour ago. We need to take this slow. I’m here for a week, is there really a need to do ‘this’ now?” Shane felt like he just got punched in the stomach and he let out a slow breath. He wanted her real bad and he knew she wanted him, but she was right. The look on Penny’s face told him it was going to be a slow, agonizing week. “No. We don’t need to do this now. You’re right. We have all the time to get to this.” I’ll probably be dead by then “Let’s just call this a practice run” he said with a smile and laid a light kiss on her lips before getting up “At least the awkwardness of wondering is out of the way” he said as he looked down at her. She looked flustered and ravaged and Shane couldn’t help feel a bit proud that it was him that made her look like that. Penny looked up at him and gave him her brightest smile “You’re not angry, are you?” Shane gave her a hand up and held her tightly to him, kissed her on the forehead and smiled “No, not angry. Frustrated? Yes. Blue balled? Definitely. But certainly not angry. It’ll happen when the time is right, not before” Penny felt a wave of relief, she did want him in a bad way but she needed to be sure. “How about something to eat? You must be hungry” He had to find something to keep him busy or else he’ll be busy undoing her pants. “What did you have in mind?” Penny tried to keep her mind on other things aside from undressing him and tossing him to the ground, food was a good place to start. “How does chicken sound? Can have it on the table in a half hour” The last thing Shane wanted was chicken, it only reminded him of breasts, her breasts. “Sounds good. If you don’t mind though, I would love a shower. Get a bit of the travelling grime off of me” She needed a cold shower, a really cold shower to cool her down. “No problem, I’ll show you to your room. It has an en suite so make it as your own” Shane really didn’t want her sleeping in another room any more than he wanted to become a eunuch but, under the circumstances, it was the gentlemanly thing to do. ‘Sometimes being a gentleman really sucks’ and he led the way.
As they made their way up the stairs, Penny couldn’t help but watch Shane. He had a nice butt and she was eager to see what it looked like without the pants. Following Shane, she walked into the bedroom and found that she wasn’t surprised to find it as elaborate as the rest of the house. She strolled around the room while Shane put her bags down by the bed. Again, the pieces were large but each had a kind of warmth attached to it with its dark, rich wood and cream coverings. Especially the four-posted king size bed which looked very inviting. Whoever decorated this place certainly did a fabulous job of it. “The bathroom is over there and there are clean towels in the armoire. If you need anything else, give a yell. I’ll be in the kitchen cooking up a storm” Shane gave a grin as he turned to leave but stopped in mid turn. He crossed the distance between them and kissed her. “Don’t take too long” he said “you got a half hour then things begin to burn”. Penny laughed while in a daze from his kiss “I won’t be long, I promise” and she nipped him on the chin. Shane gave a low growl and was about to ravish her again but decided against it. The time will come when he will have her, all of her, and until that time he must continue to imagine King Henry in a thong. Yep, that did it again. ‘Good ole King Henry’ he thought and went to make dinner. As Shane left the room, Penny grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom. It was enormous. Penny believed she could fit her own bedroom in this place. Keeping with the décor of the bedroom, the bathroom also had dark wood with cream granite counter tops. The tiling matched with the wood and granite but she noticed some of them were also grey to match with the plumbing. She felt like she was in a Sunday with vanilla ice cream and chocolate syrup. Delicious and beautiful. “Like the owner”, she thought as she began to get undressed. To the left was a walk-in shower with a rainfall shower head, “Oh this is going to be heaven” and adjusted the water. As she stood underneath the head, letting the water relax her, she started thinking about the kiss. He knew how to kiss, that’s for sure and she could still feel her lips burning for more. The more she thought about it, the more her skin tingled and the more her skin tingled the more she wanted him. She felt her nipples harden at the thought of his mouth pressed against them, his tongue lapping at the hard buds. She began to touch herself, imagining it was him pressing his hands on her body, caressing every curve, touching the most vulnerable places. Penny let out a small groan as her hands ministered the spot where she envisioned Shane touching her, kneading the right pressure with his one hand and entering her with his other. A slight sob escaped her lips as she felt her core tighten and spasm, her legs becoming weak. After gaining her senses, Penny realized that there was no way she was going to wait. “To hell with morals, if it’s going to be a sleepless night it might as well be worth it”. And with a smile, she finished her
shower, dressed and went to meet Shane in the kitchen for dinner.
CHAPTER 5
Dinner was outstanding. He wasn’t kidding when he said he could cook, and what a cook! The stuffed chicken breast with roasted potatoes and vegetable salad was enough to make any mouth water and Penny cleaned her plate in no time. “Where did you learn to cook so good?” she asked as she swiped a piece of bread in her plate “I never met a man who can cook this good and not be a chef. It was delicious!” Popping the last piece of bread in her mouth, Penny looked over at Shane who was still finishing his plate. ‘I’m a pig’ she thought as she glanced down at her own dish which was as clean as if it was freshly washed. Shane took a sip of wine and smiled, it was nice to see someone who had a healthy appetite. “I just have a knack for cooking, always did. I used to think up recipes and try them out on friends. Eight out of ten times it was edible” he winked at her and she laughed. Conversation was so easy with him, even the silence was comfortable. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Are you ready for dessert?” Shane picked up the dishes and walked towards the counter. He opened the fridge and pulled out what looked like a cake. Penny wasn’t sure she could eat another bite. “I don’t know. That meal was pretty filling. I’m stuffed” She walked over towards the counter with the wine bottle and refilled his glass and hers. She took a glance at the cake and noticed what it was, “Strawberry Short Cake? Oh that is so unfair. My trainer will so be unimpressed with me if I show up at the gym fifty pounds heavier. He’ll have me doing squats til the cows come home” Penny took a sip of out of her glass while watching Shane take out the dessert plates. She could feel her insides begin to tighten with wanting. ‘Just a little while longer’ she thought, hoping she can last that long. Shane put the plates down and began to slice into the cake; he looked over at Penny and was surprised to see her staring at him, with a wanting look. ‘King Henry, King Henry’ he kept repeating to himself “I remember you telling me this was your favorite dessert so I took it upon myself to pick one up. Before she could interrupt, he added “Yes I bought it. I’m a cook, not a baker”. “Well, so much for marriage. I’m holding out for the whole package” she said chuckling “I’m surprised you remember me mentioning that. Most men I know can’t remember their home phone numbers let alone a favorite treat. What’s your secret?” Shane, looking serious, put down a plate in front of her, passed her a fork, took a bite out of his own cake and said “If I expose my secret, I would have to tie you down and keep you strapped here forever for fear of you spreading the rumour that I’m not a ‘typical’ guy” He took another bite and grinned. She was so easy to get along with it was uncanny. She never looked offended or insulted and she had a sharp wit to match his own. Oh he knew all of this already after talking with her over the phone but it’s different in person, you actually get to see the reaction and the only reaction she shows is amusement. It was a nice change to say the least. Shane took a sip of wine and almost spit it out with the response she gave “We’ll get to the straps later, I want to know your secret” Shane was in a coughing fit and Penny immediately went over to him and began to slap his back. “Are you okay?” She began to rub his back and Shane realized how good it felt. He started to remember earlier in the day and had to begin singing Henry the VIII in his head before he grabbed her hand so she could rub something else. “I’m fine, really. Swallowed too much. I’ll be okay” Shane walked towards the sink and filled himself a glass of water. ‘This is going to be a very long week’ he thought to himself and slowly, so as not to choke again, drank.
After the dishes were put into the dishwasher and the kitchen cleaned up, Shane suggested they digest in the living room. Penny opted for a cup of coffee instead of wine and they both sat on the sofa enjoying the quiet. Penny tried to stifle a yawn but Shane caught it “Tired?” He wasn’t ready for bed; he didn’t want the evening to end just yet. “Just a little. It has been an eventful day.” Penny wanted to get to bed so that she could surprise him with a full out seduction. If she waited any longer, she was afraid she would pass out before she got a chance to do anything. “Well, tomorrow is another day, isn’t it? Let’s turn in, you get yourself a good night’s rest and we’ll pick this up in the morning. I’ll cook you breakfast” Shane stood up and held his hand out to her. Penny began to remember how that hand made her tremble as she held it. ‘It will make you tremble again real soon’ she thought and followed Shane up the stairs towards the bedrooms. He stopped at her door, gave her a kiss on the forehead and wished her a good night. Penny watched him walk towards his room and open the door. As she turned to enter her room, she began to feel giddy. Quickly removing the contents in her suitcase, she pulled out her negligée, got undressed and slipped it on. It felt cool against her hot skin and her nipples reacted. She brushed her hair until the highlights shone and brushed her teeth and sat on the bed and waited. After a half hour, she opened her door and made her way to Shane’s room. Hesitating for just a moment, she took a deep breath then reached for the knob and opened the door.
Shane walked into his room feeling drab. He knew he wasn’t going to get a lick of sleep knowing she was just down the hall from him. ‘How the hell did we go from making out in the backyard to sleeping in separate beds?’ he said to himself knowing what the answer was already. She wasn’t ready. He wished she was but he wasn’t going to push it. Patience was a virtue and he was going to prove that he was virtuous. Or at least kill himself trying. Heading into the bathroom to prepare for bed, because what else was he going to do, he looked at himself in the mirror, ‘Well, my man, looks like you’re gonna be doing a lot of wooing and cooing for the next few days’. And a lot of self-rubbing as well, something Shane was not looking forward to. After washing up, he brushed his teeth and slipped on a pair of pajama bottoms. Lying in bed, in the dark, with his arms behind his head, he started reminiscing the day’s events. Wrong thing to do. He could feel himself beginning to get hard, he was already hurting as it was, and this sure wasn’t helping. Just when he was about to give in and have a go at himself, he heard the door open. His first thought was she needed something and didn’t feel comfortable in retrieving what she required on her own. But that thought quickly disappeared when she closed the door behind her and started to make her way towards his bed. ‘Guess I’m not gonna have to enjoy myself alone, after all’ he thought to himself. He quickly closed his eyes and labored his breathing, pretending to be asleep. His wish was about to come true and he couldn’t wait.
A Somers Dream Page 2
