Arizona Skies: The Muse

by S. Cruz

  “Tell me what you want; I’m yours to command,” he said, bowing from the waist. I wasn’t expecting him to let me make the decision on sex. I had no idea what I wanted, and I wished I’d had more wine. Wine seemed to take away my inhibitions, and apparently he liked that. I raised my eyebrow and shook my head, unable to verbalize any directions on tonight’s activities.

  “Jesse, you’re the expert in the bedroom, not me. I’ll leave it up to you; surprise me,” I said.

  “Well, in that case, come here, my little buttercup, and let me get you out of that beautiful dress,” he said, licking his lips.

  I was relieved as I walked into his arms. He fumbled with the laces on the back of my dress; finally getting them loosened enough to pull it down over my hips so I could step out of it. I stood there in my bra and thong panties.

  “Turn around, baby,” he said in a breathless voice. I slowly turned around so he could see all sides of me. When I turned back in front of him again, he was standing there with his hand in his hair, looking at my body with his mouth open. I reached up and pushed his jaw closed, kissing his lips with a knowing smile on my face. I loved the reaction he had to my body. He made me feel like the most desirable woman in the world.

  “I can’t believe how incredibly sexy you are,” he said, rubbing his hard cock against my body. “You turn me on more than any woman I’ve ever been with.” That statement bothered me a little; I didn’t want to think about him with other women. I had to push that thought out of my head, he did say that I was the one that turned him on the most, and I’d keep that thought and let the rest go. He started kissing me again and growled, pulling me flush against his body.

  “Jesse, I want you to make love to me; anything you want is yours,” I said, feeling very powerful at that moment.

  “Anything I want—how incredibly brave of you, sweetheart,” he said, smiling with raised eyebrows.

  “First I want to undress you,” I said, unbuttoning his shirt. I kissed every new inch of skin I revealed on my way down the front of his shirt. His breathing was labored; his body glistened in the moonlight coming in through my portal. I reached for his pants, unbuttoning and slowly unzipping them. Running my hand down his erection, feeling the hardness, I pulled his pants and his boxers down in one swift motion. I looked up at him standing there watching me with heavily lidded eyes. I took the initiative and kissed my way back up his body, taking his cock in my hand and circling it with my tongue. He groaned as I opened my mouth and took him inside. Rolling my tongue around the tip and sucking hard, I took him deeper into my mouth.

  I’d never tasted a penis before and felt empowered as I listened to his encouraging words. I thought I’d gag, but I didn’t as he started to slowly thrust into my mouth. “That’s it, baby; aw, you feel so good.”

  The sounds he was making made me bolder as I continued to suck and lick his cock, enjoying the feeling that I was bringing him so much pleasure. He gently held my head as he continued to thrust into my mouth, his groans making my body quiver.

  “Oh, baby, what you do to me,” he said, pulling me up to my feet. He walked me backward toward the bed as he unhooked my bra, letting it slide down my arms before he tossed it. Cupping my breasts, he leaned over to suck gently on my nipple. Reaching down, he yanked on my thong, ripping it off my body. I knew at that moment I’d pushed him beyond the breaking point.

  I was becoming braver in the bedroom, totally trusting him with my body. He turned me around, sliding his body backward on the bed as he pulled me on top of him. I climbed up his body, staying on my knees as I hovered above him. I remembered our first time as I perched myself on top of him to get him motivated to make love to me. How he responded to my ministrations as I tried to reassure him I was ready for sex. I stroked down his bare chest and leaned over to kiss him. I licked my lips, desperately wanting him inside me, but trying to take it slow. He was studying my body as he smiled up at me. I moaned as he thrust two fingers inside me, rubbing my clit at the same time with his thumb.

  “Sit down on me, honey; take it slow; I want to feel every inch of your warm, tight pussy,” he said, holding my hips as his cock slid into my entrance. I loved it when he instructed me, guiding me as I impaled myself on his cock. “You’re incredible,” he said in a breathless voice, holding me tight as I slid down his hard shaft. He was watching as his cock disappeared into my body.

  “Lean back, honey,” he instructed. That change of angle helped him slide the rest of the way in. “OK, honey, now ride me; do what feels good,” he said, looking up at me. I started to move, not knowing exactly what to do, but feeling his hands on my hips guiding me. He was a talker when we made love, encouraging me, praising me, talking dirty and lovingly all at the same time. I relied on his sexy bedroom talk to let me know that I was doing things right. I watched him as I moved up and down on his cock, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight as he watched me. He had my body humming with excitement. “That’s it, sweetheart; keep going,” he said, holding me down tight to his body and thrusting up into me. I was breathless as sweat covered my body. I felt my body tighten as I lost control, and I stilled.

  I heard him say through the fog, “Come for me, Bailey.” That was all I needed to hear as my body bowed backward with a low groan. My self-control was gone; I slid into ecstasy, not knowing how long I sat there suspended in my euphoria. Suddenly the world tipped as he flipped me over so that I was on the bottom. I opened my eyes and looked up at him, exhausted and completely sated. He smiled down at me, brushing my hair out of my sweaty face. “I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered. “Every time is like the first time with you. That was the most beautiful scene I’ve ever witnessed. You’ve captivated my heart with your innocence and sweetness. I’ll never be the same again,” he said, looking lovingly in my eyes. The tears welled in my eyes as I listened to his beautiful words.

  “Hold on to me, honey,” he whispered as he rose up and started to thrust into me. He was pounding hard as I weakly tried to hold him. My body felt like jelly. His hard body was moving slowly at first and then faster as I regained my strength and tightened my arms around him. He was incredible, so caring and patient with me, pushing me past my comfort zone and making it all fantastic. Our bodies fit together like we were made for each other, giving and taking our pleasure in the most intimate way. He came with a low growl in my ear, so primal and sexy. I held on to him, feeling his hot skin on my hot skin, our hearts beating in unison like one being.

  He lay on top of me for a while, his breath hot on my neck. We were both hot and sweaty, our hearts beating wildly in perfect rhythm together. He rolled us over and tucked me into his front, holding me close as our bodies started to cool. He kissed and caressed me tenderly. I was so incredibly happy. Tears welled up and started to roll down my cheeks, and I reached up to shut out the light so he wouldn’t see me crying. I was sad and happy at the same time.

  Jesse

  She walked into the restaurant wearing that necklace, smiling and looking only at me. I’m one lucky son of a bitch, I thought, taking her hand. We only had a few more nights together, and I planned on making each one special.

  We walked to the casino with our hands entwined, enjoying the night air and beautiful sunset. Shelly pulled out her trusty camera and snapped pictures of us with the sunset in the background. I was going to frame every picture she took and plaster them all over my apartment.

  I let Bailey play on the machines, encouraging her even when she lost. We spent a lot of time hanging with Shelly and Scott, who seemed to be on a winning streak. Their loud enthusiasm kept us entertained for hours—as a matter of fact, they were drawing a crowd. My friend the comedian, keeping the adoring fans entertained as they worked their way around the room.

  I never knew anyone that didn’t like him. He had this magical power over people; they instantly liked him, including myself. We’d been friends for a long time. I was glad he and Bailey’s best friend had hooked up. I’d miss him if he found someone that kept him
away from his friends and our band. His whole family was like that, fun and friendly. I knew they were going to welcome Shelly with open arms; they did with me. Even when I screwed up, they never judged me. They were like a second family to me, and they loved me like I was born to them.

  After the casino we enjoyed the sunset for a while. She was right it was beautiful and serene. Holding her like this under the moonlight was calming and I felt at peace inside. I was happy and wanted this cruise to go on forever. The night air was balmy; she nestled into my chest and moaned.

  “Let’s go below,” I whispered. She nodded her head and took my hand as we walked toward the stairs. I was anxious to get my girl into bed and enjoy the rest of the night making love to her.

  I took her back to her room and we started to undress each other. When I finally figured out how to get that dress off, I discovered she had very sexy thong underwear on underneath. She smiled at my reaction and turned around so I could appreciate all the angles. Gone was the shy smile from before, in front of me was a very sexy, confident woman showing off her body to me. I stood back and appreciated the show, taking in every inch of her incredible body.

  “I really like this underwear, but I think I’d like it better off,” I said grabbing the waistband of the thong and pulling it off her body. She looked shocked as I stood there with a smile holding up that band of satin. I lay back on the bed, pulling her on top of me. This was new, me relinquishing control. I guided her over my erection, talking to her as she slid down my cock with a throaty moan. I held her hips and let her take her pleasure at whatever speed she liked. She looked amazing sitting on top of me, rocking her body back and forth. Her long hair hit my thighs as her head fell back between her shoulders and she stilled and came moaning my name. She was so damn beautiful sitting there with her eyes closed and mouth open, taking my breath away. I reached up to touch her moist, silky skin from our love making. Putting my hand over her heart I felt her heart beating wildly from her exertions.

  I held back my release, wanting to experience every precious moment I had with her. I took her into my arms and flipped her and waited for her to open her eyes, desperately needing to take back control. Those incredible brown eyes opened and she smiled at me. She held on, encouraging me with her sweet words as I fell into my own explosive climax. My body trembled as I came, screaming her name. God I loved making love to this girl.

  Fourteen

  Bailey

  I woke up the next morning with the sun shining on my face from the portal in my room. I looked over at Jesse, who was still sleeping. I carefully turned over to look at him lying there, looking so young and peaceful. His light-brown hair was around his face like a frame on a beautiful picture. The sheet was down around his waist, revealing his muscular chest and arms. His skin was a light, coppery color from the sun, with just a little trail of light-colored hair down his abdomen that disappeared under the sheet. I wanted to explore all of his body but didn’t want to wake him. I rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth. I looked at the clock. It was seven a.m.—this was the latest Jesse had slept since we’d been together.

  I listened for any noise next door, but all was quiet. I went back into the bedroom to find him sitting up, waiting for me. He gave me a big smile and patted the bed next to him. I crawled back into bed, entwining my legs with his and nestling in his arms.

  “Morning, sweetheart,” he said, kissing my head. “What’s it going to be today, regular shower or special shower?” He smiled at me. I looked up at him with a big grin on my face, not saying a word.

  “OK, special shower it is,” he said, giving me a quick kiss before getting out of bed. I watched him walk naked into the bathroom, enjoying the view as he disappeared behind the door. I heard the toilet flush and the water in the sink running. A few minutes later, I heard the shower as the bathroom door opened and steam billowed out. My sexy boyfriend appeared in the mist with his hand held out for me.

  “Your shower awaits, my dear,” he said very gallantly. I took his hand and followed him into the mist, kicking the door shut with my foot. The steam billowed around us like a moist cocoon as I stepped into the shower with Jesse right behind me. I stood there for a few minutes just feeling the warm water cascading over me. Jesse stood behind me, holding me close to him as our bodies came alive with sensation from the warm water. He started kissing my neck and caressing my body, stoking the fire within me.

  “Ready for lesson number two?” he asked. I was overwhelmed with sensations; unable to speak, I just nodded. “Bend over, baby” was all he said, taking my hand to bend me from the waist. His body was layered on top of mine, guiding my hands to the sides of the tub. He lifted his body off mine, and I felt the water beating on my back as his hands rubbed my ass cheeks. One hand slid around to my core and between my folds to massage my clit. I moaned as I felt his hard cock rub against my pussy.

  “Ready” was all he said as he moved his hand and thrust his cock into me. I yelled as my body lurched forward, my head almost hitting the shower wall. I braced my arms as our two bodies slapped together. He was so deep inside me that I was overwhelmed. He nudged my legs wider apart to try to steady my feet as he pulled out and thrust hard back in again.

  I couldn’t see his face, so I had to rely on my hearing in this position. He held on to my hips as he moved, helping me keep my balance. The sound of the running water, his groans, and the noise our bodies were making were so erotic; I was alive with new sensations, eager to experience everything this man had to teach me. I felt exposed and awkward in this position, but his words were reassuring as he kissed my back and reached around to stroke my clit. He told me I was beautiful as he stroked me, keeping me with him even though only one part of our bodies was connected. I looked down to see his feet and my hair hanging in strings on the bathtub floor. The water was somehow soothing as our bodies overheated, and he brought me to climax. He held me up when I was about to collapse with his arms around my waist as he thrust two more times and came with a loud groan.

  His body was wrapped around mine like a protective shield, holding me close, with his erratic breathing in my ear. He gave me sweet kisses as he helped me straighten up, turning me around for that much-needed body contact. I looked at him standing there, his eyes closed, with the water dripping off his head, like he was forming a mental picture in his mind. He opened his eyes and reached out to touch my face as he bent his head to give me a watery kiss. Our lips were sliding on each other, while our tongues were entwined in my mouth. He pulled away to look at me with a slight smile on his face. I guessed he was waiting for my reaction to lesson number two.

  I smiled back at him, not giving my feelings away yet; I wasn’t sure what they were. This was all so new to me.

  “Well, was lesson number two all you hoped for?” he asked, squirting the shampoo in his hands and massaging it into my scalp. I closed my eyes, feeling his hands in my hair, contemplating my answer to his question. I couldn’t help but give him a shy smile as he rinsed out the shampoo.

  “Is that a ‘wow, Jesse, that was good’ smile, or a ‘God, no, that was horrible’ smile?” he asked, turning me around to wash my back.

  I opened my eyes, watching him as I stepped out of the spray and pushed him under. I massaged shampoo into his hair, keeping him guessing, withholding my opinion until he was finished.

  “The suspense is killing me, Bailey,” he said, looking worried. I smiled at his expense, then leaned over to give him a passionate kiss.

  “It was different, but I liked it,” I whispered in his ear. I opened the door and handed him a towel with a wink. He breathed a sigh of relief as he stepped out of the shower.

  “You had me worried,” he said, drying off his body. I smiled and left the bathroom to get ready for the day. He followed me, gathering his clothing, which was strewn all over the floor. I watched him get dressed as I paraded around in my underwear, picking up my own clothing. I held up my ripped panties to him with a raised eyebr
ow.

  “Sorry about that; I couldn’t wait. I’ll buy you another pair,” he said, chuckling at the look on my face. I tossed them in the trash and hung up my dress. I threw on my new T-shirt, which came down to my mid-thigh, and started to towel dry my hair. I was just pulling out my hair dryer when the banging on my door started. Jesse looked at me, knowing who that was. I nodded that it was OK to open the door, and when he turned the knob, she strolled into the room with a knowing smirk on her face. “Good morning, Shelly,” Jesse said winking at me. “See yah later, honey,” he said, shutting the door as he left to go change his clothes.

  “Did I interrupt anything?” she said, plopping down on my bed.

  “No, your timing is perfect,” I grinned.

  “Nice shirt—not very sexy, but whatever,” she said, flipping her hand in the air and swinging her legs against my bed.

  “Jesse thinks I look sexy in it,” I said.

  “I can see that. You’re kinda late getting ready today; any particular reason?” she smirked.

  “Were you listening at the wall again?” I asked with raised eyebrows.

  “Anything worth listening to?” she asked with an inquisitive look.

  “Maybe,” I said, smiling from ear to ear.

  “Ahhh…haaa, shower sex,” she said, giggling at my satisfied grin.

  “I can’t keep my hands off him, Shell; what am I going to do in three days when we have to leave?” I said, tears welling up in my eyes. “He’s completely changed my world!” She came over to give me a hug, and I clung to her like a lifeline in the dark. “I’m in love with him,” I confessed.

  “I know, honey; it’s written all over both of your faces,” she said, holding me. “The guys are worried that his creative juices are going to dry up once you’re gone.” She twirled her hair around her finger.