Unbroken Pleasures

by Alisa Easton

  A shiny metallic object lay on the floor where I’d stepped down. Once I noticed it, I wondered how I managed to miss it in the first place. A trail had been left leading through my hallway. I reached down and picked up the one that I’d stepped on and looked at it curiously. A Hershey kiss? I know I didn’t leave those on the floor before I’d left so that meant my original fears had been correct, except what thief left a trail of Hershey kisses in his wake? I wondered… could it be him? A flurry of excitement filled my belly and I followed the kisses until I reached my bedroom door where they stopped.

  I hesitated with my hand on the door knob, unsure of what I would find when I opened it. Would he be in my bed waiting for me? I was emotionally free now. I could embrace the time I spent with him and I wanted that more than anything. I took a deep breath and turned the knob, pushing the door slowly inward as I did. I braced myself.

  The room was bathed in a soft glow of candlelight from two jar candles that had been lit and placed on my dresser. There were several more chocolate kisses scattered on the floor and across the bed but there was no sign of the man that made my heart pound whenever I thought about him. I called out his name but there was no reply. I left the bedroom and searched my house frantically through every room hoping to find him but he wasn’t there. I returned to the bedroom and plopped onto my back staring at the ceiling. I wondered why he went to the trouble to break into my home and leave a trail of Hershey kisses and candles only to disappear. It didn’t make sense. Did I take too long to come home?

  I sighed deeply and rolled onto my side watching the flames dance in the jar candles. My body burned like the flame and I needed to feel his touch against my skin. A soft breeze made the curtains billow into my bedroom and sent the flame dancing wildly. I could hear the first hint of rain drops hit the outside of the window and as I got up to close it and feel the soft cool spray on my skin, it made me think of the night I met him.

  I needed to walk. It was a long shot, I knew. I’d walked several times since that first night and never encountered him again along the path but tonight felt different. He’d left me a sign. It was late but I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep. I didn’t bother to grab my jacket. I stepped outside just as the rain started to pour down harder soaking my skin almost the moment it touched me.

  My mind raced as I walked. The rain soaked my clothes until they were plastered to my skin and excess water dripped down the length of my body. I started to think that I was well and truly crazy. I imagined what my mother might think if she knew that I was walking in the rain in the middle of the night and knew that I’d probably get a thirty minute lecture on how I could catch my death of cold. I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn’t realize how far I’d walked in such a short span of time. My head was bent down against the rain watching my feet as they hit the sidewalk so that by the time I reached him, I didn’t even know what hit me at first.

  He caught my arms and I was so stunned by the sudden obstacle that I gasped.

  “Shhhh…” he whispered as he bent down to my ear. My body responded to his voice immediately and I nearly melted into him as he pulled me closer and planted small kisses from my ear down the side of my neck. I knew by the way that he kissed me that he had missed me as much as I’d missed him. The touch of his lips warmed the cold touch of rain against my skin, a mixture that instantly aroused my senses. I felt his breath quicken against me and I knew that mine had done the same.

  I looked up into his eyes and opened my mouth to say something about the surprise that he’d left at my house but before I could make a sound he placed his fingers against my lips and silenced me. He removed his fingers and kissed me gently. Then he let go of me enough to spin me around and wrap his arms around me so that my back was against his front and he could point to what he’d been watching before I’d bumped into him.

  The same couple was in the throws of passion with their drapes wide open and a soft lamp illuminating the bedroom within their large window. I sighed at the sight of them locked together and I pressed tightly into my companion. I could feel how much he enjoyed watching them too.

  The man had his wife bent forward so that she was leaning against a table by the window. I could almost make out the expression on her face as her partner’s hands caressed her bare flesh. Reese slid his hands along my water-soaked sides until his hands reached the bottom of my shirt. He toyed with the edge before his arms wrapped around me and his fingers crept underneath my shirt to caress my belly. My body felt like it was on fire everywhere that he touched me and my knees threatened to crumble me to the ground if it weren’t for the fact that he held me so tightly.

  I bent my head to the side as he nibbled along my neck, his hands still exploring my bare flesh, working the fabric up higher so that I was nearly exposed to the night. My eyes never left the couple in the bedroom and at one point, I thought the woman looked in our direction. Could she see me standing there watching her, I wondered? The idea sent a new wave of electric currents through my body and I moaned softly. Reese lifted my shirt all the way to my neck so that he had better access to stroke and fondle my bare breasts as the rain poured down over his hands and my skin. I tingled in anticipation of the feel of his touch and his kiss as his fingers circled and pinched my taunt nipples. Part of me wanted to drag him back to my house and spend the rest of the night locked in erotic oblivion with him while another part of me knew that I couldn’t hold out long enough to get there. I needed him right then. I needed to feel him moving inside me as I watched the couple, the way I had imagined the first night I met him and the way I’d fantasized about every night since then.

  “I need you now,” he whispered into my ear. I twisted in his arms until we were face to face and I pulled his head to mine so that I could taste his lips against mine. He resisted me at first, clearly with his own idea of how this evening should develop but as my tongue parted his lips and tangled with his, he seemed to forget about whatever plans he had. I broke the embrace momentarily and looked up into his eyes trying to gage his reaction.

  “Why did you break into my house and then leave?” I asked him. I thought about the trail of Hershey kisses and the candles and marveled at the way no one had ever done such a romantic gesture for me before. I didn’t know a single thing about him and yet I was falling in love with him hopelessly and completely. I felt like my entire life was spiraling out of control.

  “I knew you would find me,” he whispered back to me. He closed his eyes and lifted his face to the rain seeming to enjoy the sensation. His fingertips traced circles idly against my back. I could barely think about anything except the feel of his hands on my skin as we stood locked together in the night. I sighed. He opened his eyes, returning his attention to the couple in the window and his breath quickened. I didn’t need to follow his gaze to know that the interaction between them had intensified.

  “Reese… we should go back to my house.” I could barely speak the words as his hands moved to the waistband of my jeans, unsnapped them and pushed down my zipper. The warmth of his body against the coolness of my skin made me gasp. His fingers found his way inside my panties and massaged me gently until I felt like my legs couldn’t hold me.

  “I need you right here, right now.”

  “Not here.”

  “I can’t wait.”

  He pushed my jeans over my hips but I didn’t have the power to resist him. If the woman in the window could see us, she would see my bare bottom and she would know our intentions. I’d never had sex in public before and I wasn’t very comfortable with the idea but the only thought that consumed my mind was that I didn’t want him to let go of me, no matter what the cost.

  “What if someone sees us? We could get arrested for this.”

  “No one will see us,” he said working the snap on his own jeans and quickly pushing them down so that we were both naked from the waist down. I felt more exposed than usual without my clothes in the shadows of someone’s front lawn. I knew that we shouldn�
�t be doing this but at the same time, I’d never wanted anything more than I wanted him inside me at that moment.

  Reese lifted me slightly off my feet so that he could pull me further back into the shadows and he leaned me into the trunk of a sturdy tree. With one quick thrust he was inside me and I had to bite into my tongue to resist crying out. He pressed against my thighs to open my legs to him as far as they would spread and used his leverage to grind into me.

  “Watch them,” he whispered into my ear breathlessly. I only had to turn my head slightly to my right to have a good view of the bedroom window through the trees. The couple had changed positions so that the woman appeared to be lying on a table or some other object just inside the window while her lover penetrated her deeply. She turned her face toward me and it was then that I felt certain that she knew I was watching and a strange sensation overcame me. I wanted to push Reese off of me and run away but whatever attempts I made were feeble and he found it easy to overpower me, keeping me pinned exactly where he wanted me against the tree as his thrusts matched the man in the bedroom almost exactly.

  “Stop,” I whispered even though I clung to him unwilling to let go. I gave in to the pleasure that built inside me as our bodies pressed together with the rain washing over us. I pulled his body closer to mine and held on as tightly as I could manage, clawing him as the pleasure increased and ultimately collapsing into the tree as we simultaneously released. By the time I’d regained some form of composure and turned my head in the direction of the couple’s bedroom window, the drapes had been drawn and the house was dark. I turned back to Reese feeling his labored breath against my face and I knew that he’d gotten just as worked up as I had from this unusual encounter.

  We were limbs entwined with branches. Somewhere in the distance the wind chimes sang their lonely song. The rain had slowed but with the dampness soaked into our bodies, it didn’t seem to matter. He lifted off me and started to replace his clothes so I followed his lead and did the same. Neither of us said a word.

  Once I’d replaced my clothes, I started walking back toward my house not sure if he planned to follow or not. I wasn’t even sure at this point if I wanted him to. I kept thinking about the woman in the house and the way she’d been watching us as we watched her and I felt uneasy. Even though I wanted Reese with every fiber of my being, I wasn’t sure that I wanted him like this. I didn’t know what I was getting myself into and I wasn’t sure I’d have the strength to stop it.

  I heard his footsteps as he kept pace walking behind me and I slowed my pace a bit thinking that it would encourage him to walk beside me. Instead, he slowed his pace in order to maintain his distance. I wasn’t sure why this unnerved me so much. Over and over in my head I kept hearing the words repeating. This would never be a normal relationship. This would never be the sort of relationship that I’d been hoping my whole life to find. How could I ever take him home to meet my parents while in the back of my mind all I could think about was the night he’d leaned me into a neighbor’s tree and had his way with me while the neighbors watched?

  I sighed audibly as we approached my front door. We still hadn’t spoken a word to each other but it was clear that he didn’t intend to go anywhere. I hesitated before unlocking the door wondering if I was crazy enough to let this man into my home, into my life. I felt his tension behind me, almost as if he knew that the possibility existed that I might turn around and tell him to leave. Would it devastate him as much as it would devastate me never to have the feel of his arms around me or his hands caressing my body? It was hard to imagine that he cared half as much as I did about the outcome.

  I turned to face him and opened my mouth to say something even though I still hadn’t decided what words would come out of my mouth. The words never had the chance to escape. He caught my head in both of his hands and held me there as he pressed his face into mine and devoured me with his kiss. Despite everything that just happened, his need for me was still very much evident and I surprised myself by relenting immediately. I knew in that moment that I needed his lips against my lips and his body against my body more than I’d ever needed anything in my life. I had been wrong about everything that I thought I wanted in my life.

  I felt behind me for the door and pushed it open, pulling him with me at the same time. He caught the door and closed as we threatened to topple over each other in the entryway. We tugged at saturated closing, peeling it from our cold wet skin and tossing it aside, not really bothered where it landed, simply consumed in each other and the passion that we managed to ignite. I could barely breathe as I fought to kiss him, fighting to consume him as he returned the favor smothering me in kisses as well. It was almost as if we would claw our way into each other and reach inside.

  Once we were both free of clothing, he scooped me into his arms wrapping my legs around his waist and continued to kiss me as he carried me into my bedroom. He threw me onto the bed and himself on top as we rolled together, meshing and binding, bodies pressing into bodies, both hot and wet covered in sweat and rain. The taste of his skin was intoxicating. The feel of his hands sliding over my skin pushed me over the edge again and again. I wasn’t sure that I could ever have enough of him no matter how long we spent wrapped in each other’s arms.

  “Do you like chocolate?” he whispered into my ear as we lay tangled in each other’s arms still catching our breath.

  “Yes,” I told him and I smiled to myself thinking of the trail of chocolate kisses he’d left. I doubted I’d have the heart to eat them. I’d want to save them to remember this night and the storm of emotions inside me as he held me.

  “I have something else for you.”

  I tried to roll onto my back to get a better look at what he was holding but before I could, he placed a blindfold over my eyes and tied it gently behind my head.

  “What are you doing?”

  He covered my mouth with his in response and I felt the flutter in my belly that signaled that my body would happily take more. He didn’t let the kiss linger for very long and for a moment I wondered if he had second thoughts about whatever he’d planned to do. I lay on my back in silence, listening and waiting. And then I felt a liquid barely more than room temperature drip onto my belly and trickle downward.

  “Oh,” I squealed and then without warning I felt more of the mystery liquid drip on my chest and thighs. He was squeezing something over me and it made my body tingle in response. “What is it?”

  I felt his tongue caress my stomach following the path of the mystery liquid and I shuddered. The sensation of his warm tongue against my cool skin was almost more than I could bear. He moaned into my skin and I felt the rush of arousal. I tried to reach out to him but he held back pinning my hands over my head as he bent down again to lick my breasts, paying special attention to my nipples that responded by sending delicious sensations through my body as they tightened.

  “Chocolate is one of my favorite things,” he said as he let go of my hands and worked his way back down to my thighs. The flick of his tongue on my inner thigh made me sigh and moan all at once. He massaged my legs upward and then forced my legs apart. I didn’t resist. I wanted to feel myself open to him. I enjoyed the hot caress of his breath against my core. I anticipated the touch of his tongue against my center.

  He used his knees to hold my legs apart as he squirted more of the chocolate sauce over me, letting it drip between my legs making me gasp and grip the sheets. I felt his breath as he hovered over my legs before tasting me. He used his hands to spread my outer lips revealing the most sensitive parts for his pleasure and then used his tongue to spread the chocolate sauce over me completely so that the sauce mixed with my own juices. He was gentle at first, licking and suckling, enjoying the taste of me in his mouth until I felt like I couldn’t take it another moment longer. He held back again, pouring more of the chocolate against my body making me moan and call out his name as he pressed his mouth against me and devoured me greedily. He placed one finger and then two inside me to
stroke the inside as he continued to pleasure me on the outside. I lost all sense of where I was, who I was, or what I was doing in that moment. The only thing that I knew was Reese and the immense pleasure that he was bringing my body with just his tongue and two fingers stroking me. I thrust my hips, unable to control myself as the first waves rolled over me raging inside me like a storm that was breaking free. I convulsed against him, shuddering and crying out again and again until I finally collapsed against the bed in exhaustion.

  He took his fingers out slowly and let them trail over my stomach where he nibbled and licked my skin clean before he relinquished the hold he had over me and slid up next to me removing the blindfold and covering my face in kisses. I looked at him and he smiled at me. I couldn’t help but to smile in return and I felt a wealth of emotions as he wrapped his arms around me and laid his head against me. We both fell into a blissful and satisfied sleep just as the first sounds of birds sang their songs outside my window.

  Chapter 17

  When I first opened my eyes, I forgot what day it was. I stretched out in my bed not expecting to bump into the warm body beside me. I jumped up in surprise as I looked at him. He was still asleep, lying on his stomach with his head turned in my direction and hair partially fallen over his face. The morning light brought out the natural gold highlights in his hair and softened his features to give him a boyish handsome face. I was torn between wanting to reach down and kiss his lips and wanting to rush out of the bedroom and pretend like I didn’t know he was there. He stirred and I panicked. In a rush, all the memories of the previous night came back to me, the way that he’d pleasured me for hours on end. I’d never felt like this with anybody before and here he was still in my bed. Certainly that must mean something.

  “Good morning,” he said before he opened his eyes. He must have felt me staring at him even though I hadn’t moved. He stretched out and I could make out the form under the sheet with which I’d become so familiar. Despite my need for control, my body responded with a tingling deep inside. What was wrong with me? Why did I want this man so desperately?