Thunder Rolls (The Almeida Brothers Trilogy Book 2)

by Trevion Burns

  Lila screamed.

  He pulled back just enough to tuck his fingers underneath the seat of the bottoms, grazing her pulsating hole ever so slightly as he did.

  She writhed at the small contact, and then whimpered when it ended.

  He pulled the fabric toward him until it was stretched to the hilt. The pink walls of her pussy glistened up at him, and she spread her legs higher as he admired the view. Pulling the bottoms to the side, he memorized every inch of her wet center before raising his eyes to hers.

  “You’re so beautiful, Lila.” Holding the stretched fabric firm against her thigh, he spread her wet lips open with his thumbs, leaned down, and ran his tongue over the slippery folds of her walls, all the way from her dripping center up to her throbbing clit.

  “Oh god, yes…” Lila took what felt like her first breath in minutes when his tongue broke the final barrier. Skin on skin. Him on her. White hot passion hit her with each swirl of his hot tongue, lighting a fire in so many different places, he couldn’t possibly get to them all. She writhed, feeling like every inch of her body was sensitive to the touch. It felt so good that it took everything out of her not to scream out loud.

  Chase pulled back, admired her, and dove in again, licking the same languid trail he’d left behind before covering her clit with his mouth completely. His fingers dug into her thighs as he ate her, moaning at the delicious scent and flavor. His pants tightened to the point of pain, and he cupped himself, moaning against her slickness, fastening his lips to her clit and sucking like a popsicle. He’d tortured her for long enough, and it was high time to pay her back. So he was generous with his tongue, licking her, sucking her, hearing her scream for more. He had no plans of relocating. As his tongue swirled her clit, he reached with a shaky hand to push her robe up past the peaks of her breasts. The robe was tied so tight that it didn’t go far. He gave up quickly, unable to concentrate on anything outside of experiencing every inch of her delicious cavern. He soon grew tired of her bikini bottoms, pulling away just long enough to tug them up to her knees. The sight of her lonely pussy was too much, however, and he was back to licking her, pushing her thighs into her chest, before he could even finish taking the bottoms off.

  “Let me.” Lila could hardly speak, breathless at how good he was making her feel, and how eager he was to do it. He didn’t even hear her speak. She had to sit up, which only caused her legs to spread wider, prompting him to continue his avid exploration. “Wait, let me take them off.” She smiled when he looked up at her, his mouth glossy with her desire. I’m not going anywhere, she wanted to say to him.

  She leaned forward, coming in between her splayed legs, and covered his lips with hers, tasting her juices on his tongue. She smiled at him when they pulled apart, and he begrudgingly allowed her to sit up on the bed to remove her bottoms.

  She only managed to get them down her thighs and passed her calves before he’d had enough waiting. He came up, took her waist and flipped her onto her hands and knees, burying his mouth between the swells of her ass, dipping his tongue inside.

  Underwear forgotten, Lila collapsed onto her forearms, giving up. Fuck the panties.

  Chase pulled back and took in the new sight, spreading the globes of her ass. Both of her entrances gleamed up at him, and the simple act of breathing was altogether lost.

  “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he panted, diving in for more. He wasn’t sure if he could ever get enough. He felt her pointed feet grazing against his waist as he worked her with vigor, pulling back every once in a while to enjoy the beautiful picture she created. Her cries of ecstasy became like a drug. With every hit she gave him, he needed it a little bit more. He hurriedly pulled his pants and swim trunks off his legs. His dick bounced into the open air, dripping with pre-cum and swelling to be touched. Unable to take another second, he stood to his feet with a hushed gasp, frantically gripping her thighs as he pulled her to the edge of the bed.

  She tried to sit up, but he placed one hand on her back, taking his dick in the other.

  “Stay there,” he breathed, cupping the swell of her ass as he guided his screaming head to her center. He’d never been so hard for a woman in his life, and he could only pray he was able to last inside Lila. He’d wanted this so badly for so long, he just wasn’t sure if he could.

  He dipped the sensitive head into her wetness easily, their juices mixing to aid his entry. Her body was almost too welcoming, squeezing tight, clenching around his column like it was built just for him. It sent chills flashing across his skin. He held his breath as her tunnel took him in, only releasing the strangled moan that had ben trapped in his throat when he’d filled her to the hilt. His voice was hoarse when he cried out, barely able to handle the immense pleasure as he pulled out gradually. Her pink walls followed, gripping him, stretching to hold on. The sight was enough to send his heart imploding in his chest. He pushed back in, and it felt so incredible, it stunned him. This time, it was him who screamed out as he fucked Lila. His Lila.

  He was entranced as he thrust, releasing her ass and taking fistfuls of his shirt when he felt himself teetering over the edge. He nearly tore the fabric in half in his struggle not to cum. When he regained control, he snatched the shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor, never breaking his pace.

  “Oh, Chase… you feel so good.” Lila took the sheets and comforter in a death grip. She was so full with his hardness, it was a wonder how her body had not only gotten all of him inside, but also kept him, held him, even as his thrusts increased to a heart-pounding pace. She found that pace and matched him, throwing her head back when every inch of her body grew warm. She didn’t ever want this to end. Just knowing it would have to was enough to break her heart.

  Chase collapsed onto her back as he thrust, kissing the area between her backbones frantically, moaning between strikes. He cupped her breasts, his hits growing in intensity.

  “Oh,” he wheezed, a deep frown contorting his face as he fingered her nipples into hard buds, wishing he could taste those, too. He yanked at the robe she still hadn’t taken off, suddenly irritated at its presence. He gave her a few more thrusts, wondering if he’d even be able to stop, before grabbing the robe once more.

  “Take this off,” he demanded, attempting to push it over her head.

  Lila sat up with him still embedded inside her hammering walls, her back flush with his naked chest. When her fingers trembled against the impossibly tight knot, barely making a dent, she attempted to pull it over her head instead, only managing to get one arm out before Chase lost patience, once more, and began to move inside of her, leaving her arms locked in the robe like a fabric straight jacket. Neither cared enough to do anything about it. She collapsed back against him.

  Chase wrapped his arms around her, taking her hands in his.

  Robe forgotten, Lila entwined their fingers, her moans now coming in time with his as he worked her to oblivion.

  Her walls grew slicker with each thrust, and Chase found himself forgetting to breathe. Every few moments, he’d release a short, strangled moan, before he’d go back to holding his breath, once more. He was unable to focus on anything but her hot pussy tugging him, how good it felt, and that this was Lila. The simple act of breathing seemed insignificant. He groaned when his body gave over to the pleasure he could no longer fight, the blinding need, the warmth, and against all his will, he pushed harder, gritting his teeth. He couldn’t finish before she did.

  “I want you to cum, Lila. Will you cum for me?”

  Lila couldn’t answer. She’d managed to get the robe off her arms, leaving her in just the bikini bottoms, which were still wrapped around her ankles. Currently bent over, and in the process of screaming into her mattress, she couldn’t find the words to respond to Chase.

  Her moans of pleasure were answer enough, and they only intensified when Chase pulled out of her. The absence of his dick was immediately replaced with his lips and tongue.

  She sat up and looked over her shoulder as his l
ips left her dripping channel, kissing a trail up her back to her parted lips. She accepted his hot kiss, tasting every inch of herself once more. He was motivated, he was skillful, he was downright nasty, and she loved every second of it. She was inspired. She wanted more, and she didn’t think that would ever stop. From this day forward, she would always want more of him, would always be waiting with bated breath for whatever he had to give her.

  He kissed her heatedly before their eyes met.

  “Make me cum, Chase,” Lila breathed, turning around and scooting back onto the bed, smiling as he followed, his hardness eager and present between his legs as he crawled after her. When he was close enough, she took that hardness in her hand and bent down, swallowing the pounding head between her lips.

  “Oh my god.” Chase growled, burying his hands in her hair. His hips twitched as she worked his dick into her warm mouth, taking everything he had not to thrust into her sweet throat. “Yes, Lila, yes… fuck. Jesus.” His moans trembled in the hot air of the room, and he had to pull out for fear he would cum in her mouth.

  Her breasts swayed easily as she lay back on the bed, smiling up at him.

  Eyes searing into hers, he took the time to tear off the bottoms that, until that moment, they still hadn’t managed to get rid of. He tossed them away, appreciating her fully naked body for the first time. Watching her below him, breathing deep, torso gyrating, legs spread wide, presenting him with the wetness that had arrested him, he couldn’t help falling between her splayed legs. He accepted her offer, dipping his dick back inside with ease.

  She encircled him again, and he jammed his eyes shut, slamming into her almost violently, his serious eyes taking in her face as she cupped his own.

  Lila came with vigor, a ferocity she’d never experienced, and he met her spasms with a thrust each time, unearthing a new loss of control with every sway of his hips, every swipe of his dick. She lost count of how many times she came. It wasn’t until she’d given him her last shudder that she realized he’d come too, a lust filled tightness pulling his eyebrows together as he gave one final thrust, mouth parted in awe, before collapsing into her chest.

  He heaved.

  Relief.

  There was no other word for what had just happened in that room. Years and years of pent up tension had finally been acknowledged.

  He pressed his forehead to hers, keeping his eyes jammed shut as he struggled to regain his breath. Even then, as his dick softened and, heartbreakingly, fell out of her and into the cool air, he was already hungry for more.

  “You ruined me,” he breathed, before covering her lips with his, moaning. He pulled away with regret. “I’m fucking ruined.”

  “I love you,” she said the words before she could stop herself, so shocked at the sound that tears came to her eyes.

  He matched them with his own, pressing his forehead to hers and shaking his head softly. “I love you, Lila.”

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  The white soapsuds glowed under the sunlight that crept into the bathroom’s corner window. They ran a watery race down her skin, which was a few shades darker under the morning sun’s blessed kiss. The bubbles moved passed her swollen areolas, over her puckered nipples, and down her heaving stomach before disappearing under the water where she straddled him.

  Chase ran his hands dreamily over her slippery breasts, matching her hooded eyes with a heated look of his own as she reached behind her, under the bubbly water, claimed him, and slipped him between her legs. He sank deep inside her with ease.

  The water in the soaking tub splashed as they rocked together slowly, nearly spilling over the edge. Her arms found purpose around his neck, and his lips over one of her hard, budded nipples. He moved back and forth as he loved her, sucking each nipple tenderly, staring up at her as he did, moving his hips in time.

  He came with a few slow strokes, and she caught his final gasp in her mouth, opening it over his and matching it with one of her own.

  “I don’t ever want to live without this,” he whispered.

  She moaned when his last thrust came, hard enough to send the water that had been threatening the edge of the tub spilling over. It splashed to the floor audibly. With a sigh, she sat up, just enough to let his spent member release itself from her tightness and back into the water. She pressed her forehead against his and shook her head.

  “I’m not ready to go back.” His eyes jammed closed.

  “Me either.” She moved her kisses to his forehead, down each of his cheeks, his nose, and finally his neck.

  He hitched in a breath. “Nothing this amazing should ever have to be kept secret.”

  Lila pulled back and met his eyes, running the backs of her hands along his jaw. “It’ll only be for a little while. Just until class is over.”

  “Then it’ll be just until you get assistant professor.” He reached up, water lapping as he cupped her arms. He held them, and then rubbed at them with the tips of his nails, dragging them up and down her soft skin. “And then, just until you’re granted tenure. And then, just until I graduate. And then, just until I’m in my thirties…”

  She pressed her lips to his to stop him from speaking another word, unable to let him continue talking away this beautiful morning. When she pulled back, she was happy to see that the peace had returned to his eyes.

  His green orbs smiled at her before his lips knew to catch up. Eventually, they did, and his face came alive.

  “I’m yours.” When she said the words, his hands disappeared under the water. She giggled when he palmed her ass. “I’m yours, and I’m happy. That’s all that matters, Chase. You only have another three years at Harvard, maybe more if you remain there for medical school, but we have the rest of our lives to show the world what we’re feeling right now.”

  The rest of our lives. It was enough to calm his breathing, calm his heart, and calm his mind.

  “I love you so much,” she whispered, tightening her arms around him so snuggly that her breasts smashed against his chest.

  “I love you more.”

  “Let’s get out of this water. It’s getting cold, and we’ve got a long drive back to Cambridge.”

  He groaned.

  She stood from the water, noticing how his eyes followed every drop that moved down her skin, every sud, until it reached the bubbly water he was still immersed in.

  “You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.” He looked up at her with big eyes.

  She climbed out of the tub with a grin, taking a towel off the rack next to the sink and flanking it around her body, securing it at her breasts.

  He frowned to show his disapproval at her covering up, and still didn’t leave the tub even as she brushed her teeth and left the bathroom, shaking her head at his unwavering, worship fueled gaze.

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  Lila didn’t bother dressing after the bath. Neither did Chase.

  He’d found her after, fishing through her duffle bag for a comfortable dress to wear on the drive back to Cambridge, and had promptly found her lips with his, snatching the bag away.

  “Fuck Cambridge,” he’d whispered.

  It didn’t take long for him to convince her to stay just a little bit longer.

  “Just another hour, baby,” he’d begged. “Please.”

  She’d obliged, unsure of how she would ever be able to deny those soft green eyes again.

  One hour turned to two, as it often did, and two to four. Four to five.

  They spent the rest of the morning naked, talking, playing, and making love. They didn’t even stop to eat, not even as their stomachs growled violently with each hour that passed. There was too much fun to be had to waste time on tedious things like food and water. Surely they didn’t need either one to carry on living. They only needed each other. They were too wrapped up in exploring each new dimension they’d unfolded in their hearts, amazed that they still had so much to learn about each other. Once upon a time, they’d been convinced they knew all there was to know.

  They lay n
ude on the private beach, side by side. Lila was on her back, facing the sky, and Chase on his side, facing her. Her head was cradled in the crook of his elbow, watching their entwined fingers play together with the cloudy sky as their backdrop.

  It looked like rain. In fact, rain was clearly inevitable, but neither made the move to stand, or even lift their heads.

  If it rained, they’d get wet.

  With his free hand, Chase followed the circular path her dark brown areola made, watching his fingers trace each perfect circle delicately, back and forth. Every now and again, he’d play her nipples under the beds of his fingers, watching serenely as they budded to life, and then he’d resume tracing the mound, entranced by its beauty.

  If they hadn’t just finished making love in the sand, he’d take her again.

  He would never be satiated.

  When her stomach growled audibly, a smile pushed his lips.

  “Me too,” he said, as if her growling stomach had been speaking straight to him.

  “I don’t want to get up,” Lila spoke, with closed eyes. “I’d rather starve to death.”

  “Me too.”

  Then, his stomach growled. If it was even possible, it complained louder than Lila’s.

  That spurred her eyes open.

  He clenched her hand from where she’d been playing her fingers against his, already seeing in her eyes what she was about to say.

  “Let’s go on in,” she said.

  He buried his face in her neck and moaned in distress.

  “We’ve got to pull something together in the kitchen. We’re already going to be exhausted on the drive back to Cambridge tonight. We can’t be hungry too.”

  “Then let’s not drive back.” He trailed warm kisses from the space under her ear to her collarbone, making a beeline to her breasts. Having teased them with his fingers for nearly an hour, he finally succumbed to one of the stiff, pleading nubs, drawing it between his lips and swirling it with his tongue. It muffled his next words. “Let’s stay here forever.”