“How long has it been since I sucked you?” She looked back into his eyes, her belly clenching when they darkened in desire. She undid his pants, pushing them and his boxer briefs down his legs. Bringing him quickly into her mouth, she realized she missed the taste of him. He threaded his fingers through her hair, scratching her scalp gently as she moved her mouth over him. Eventually he pulled her away from his body, and his hard cock, wet with her saliva, bobbed and jerked. She looked at his tight sac, knowing he was ready to come.
“I’m not going to miss watching your face when you come. First, I’m going to suck your clit, then I’m going to make you come again when I fuck you.” She stood, ripping the rest of her clothes off. She paused only a moment to enjoy the sight of him doing the same. They fell on the bed kissing and touching each other, before he pushed her on her back, sliding his palms up her thighs to hold her legs apart. He wasn’t gentle with her—he demanded she come with his mouth, his tongue and even his teeth. He pushed her over the edge quickly. She looked down and saw him staring at her until the ecstasy forced her to close her eyes.
His body covered hers, his mouth finding hers before he rolled them so she was on top of him. “Ride me.” They’d not done this in recent memory. It brought to mind her dream. She wondered if she should feel bad, imagining another man with them. Just this morning she was masturbating in the shower, remembering the feel of Dave fucking her in her dream. She looked down to her husband. He was breathing hard, his eyes nearly closed. It made her wonder if he was imagining his own fantasies, and it made her wetter thinking he was.
She panted as she pushed herself down on his straining cock. All she needed was Dave behind her, sliding in her ass. Her pussy clenched, her body reliving the dream as she moved on her husband. She focused on feeling Dave’s body against her back and felt her fingers jerk against Marc’s chest. She moved faster, moaning as her orgasm stayed out of reach, but felt Marc’s cock hardening. “I’m so close, oh god.” She opened her eyes in time to see Marc look over her shoulder, where Dave had been in her dream. His body tensed up and she knew he was coming but he pushed his fingers under her clit, pushing up hard to send her over the edge.
“Fuck, Sadie. Oh, fuck, baby.” He jerked under her as her body shuddered violently. She didn’t know how long she shook from pleasure. Eventually, her body collapsed on top of Marc’s as both panted hard. She couldn’t remember him ever reacting that way, so primitive and raw. He had said ‘fuck’ more today than he had in years. She was more sexually satisfied than she could remember being in some time, but somehow, she still felt incomplete.
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Marc kept one arm wrapped around his wife while stroking her back with the other. Neither spoke a word—strange after what they had just enjoyed together. It was almost like they had retreated back to their old selves from this morning. He didn’t know why she had decided to text him then seduce him. He knew he wanted to prove to himself that he could make her come without the other man in his dream. That was totally irrational. He made her come over and over, much like when they first got together, but it had been so long, he’d forgotten she was so responsive and multi-orgasmic. How many times had he left her wanting more?
“Sadie, baby. I’m sorry. I’ve neglected you.” He felt her shake her head against his chest.
“Marc, we’ve stopped talking. We used to go on dates, make time for each other and talk for hours. I’ve also taken you for granted. I’m sorry too.”
He sighed, afraid to ask and maybe he didn’t want to know, but the words came out of his mouth before he could stop them. “Have you been seeing someone else?” She sat up quickly to stare into his eyes. He saw her pain and regretted asking. “I’d not blame you if you did, but even then, I don’t want to end what we have. I love you.”
He could tell she didn’t know whether to be angry or hurt. Maybe she was both. He knew he’d feel that way if she’d asked. Her neck started to turn red and it traveled up to her cheeks, a sure sign she was getting pissed off.
“I have never even entertained the thought.” She moved off him and crawled off the bed. “Why are you asking, Marc? Is this your way to admit that you’ve been cheating on me?”
“God, no, Sadie. I just don’t know why all this happened with us today. I’m not upset or complaining, it’s just a surprise and after what happened I realize how I’ve not treated you the way I used to. I’d understand if you were lonely. Geeze, I had forgotten how responsive you are, how multi-orgasmic you are. I’m sorry.” His heart broke at the sight of tears running down her cheeks. He went to her and wrapped his arms around her. She stayed stiff in his embrace and he couldn’t blame her.
“I didn’t really think you had cheated. I don’t know why I asked. Maybe because I would understand if you did. I’ve been a terrible partner to you for god knows how long. I’m just grateful that you’re still here with me. I’m grateful you’ve stuck it out and stayed.” He felt her relaxing in his arms, a small sound escaping her. Where had it all gone wrong? He loved her to distraction and he just didn’t know where this sudden insecurity of his came from. Maybe that dream had bothered him as much as it turned him on.
He cupped the back of her head and kissed her tenderly on the forehead. “I have to go back to work. The lab is into some big things right now and I can’t stay home, or I would. Let’s start over. Let’s meet at Del’ Risa’s tonight for dinner. Then we can come back here and I’ll make up for being such an ass. God, especially after the incredible gift you gave me today.” He felt her nod against his neck along with the wetness that really made him feel like the biggest asshole in the world. She wanted to fix a problem they both knew was there and he’d hurt her afterward, in the worst way.
Chapter 3
Dave’s Timeline, Earth Two – Ten Years Ago
Dave talked Sadie into leaving the party and riding with him to the top of Mishaka Peak. He wanted to hold her in his arms as the sun came over the horizon. He pulled the blanket from the back of the Jeep and sat down, leaning his against a sycamore tree. They removed their shoes, getting comfortable. Instead of sitting beside him, she surprised him when she sat between his legs and leaned against him. He wrapped his arms around her and she relaxed her head against his chest.
They talked and laughed for hours while they cuddled under the fading stars melting into the brightening sky. She even ignored the hard length of his cock against her back when he whispered all he wanted to do was hold her and get to know her. And he did. He’d never known such peace and comfort as holding Sadie in his arms. As the sky presented a fiery sunrise, they talked about their families and their plans for the future.
“Meghan told me about the problems you have with Henry. I’m sorry you suffered such pain as a child.”
He tightened his hold on her as he put his head next to hers. He took a deep breath, held it before blowing it out. For the first time, he felt the grip of hate surrounding his heart loosen, not leave, but loosen.
“Most of my memories of him are of whisky breath, his voice yelling and the beatings. The beatings were brutal, but sometimes I’d escape. I’d run to Gary’s house and Naomi would hand me a glass of milk and something homemade. Cookies or muffins. She’d never say a word, but would pat my shoulder and ruffle my hair. Sometimes she’d get some ice to put on my black eyes or swollen jaw. One time she had to clean my split lip and gave me ice cream.”
He took a breath and nuzzled her neck. “I’d hear her sometimes, when she’d go in and talk with Tom. She hurt for me, wanted to take me in but Tom knew Henry wouldn’t allow it. The relationship between them and my mom was strained. Mom, god I love her, but she never stopped the abuse. She wouldn’t leave the fucker. I’m so torn, you know, because I love her so much but I feel angry too.”
Dave heard her make a sound of sympathy before she turned her head and brought her lips gently to his. The kiss was sweet and innocent. “I wish I could go back in time and pull you into my arms and protect you. Let you know that yo
u’re loved and cherished.”
He felt himself fall over a cliff and land in a cushioned nest and he knew then that he loved her. That fast, he knew they were supposed to be together. She was it, the one god or whatever deity there was out there, made for him.
His lips caressed her neck. She took his right hand in hers, kissing the palm as she bent her knees and spread her legs. His breathing quickened, as each inch of skin was revealed when she pulled her skirt higher on her legs. She placed his hand on her pussy. He felt her hot core, it was wet and he knew it would taste sweet. She pressed his hand hard against her and bucked her hips against him. Her little sigh went straight to his groin.
“Use my hand, Sadie. Show me how you make yourself come.” His mouth was against her ear, almost as tight as his hand was against her clit. She moved his hand hard and fast, her hips moving up and down, like she was fucking him. His dick was so hard, he thought it might shatter. He moaned in her ear and felt her juices flood and coat his fingers.
“That’s it, baby, you know how hard to push that clit, how fast to move.” He stopped moving his hand and heard her whimper, her hips still moving. He lightly slapped her clit. Her knees jerked, and her body arched. He slapped it again, a little harder, then again before tapping it gently with his fingers. She came apart in his arms, her cries soft and sweet. The smell of her arousal surrounded him. Grabbing his hand and holding it to her clit, she closed her legs, trapping it against her as she continued to grind against his fingers.
He didn’t come but he felt a release inside of himself. Her thin lace thong was soaking wet, his fingers covered. She moved the lace aside and pushed his middle finger deep into her pussy. He groaned and his body pushed against her, rubbing his dick against her back to find relief. “I want to fuck you so bad, Sadie. I want to bury myself inside you and fuck you like I’m fucking you with my finger.” He slid in a second finger while using the palm of his hand to push against her clit.
“But I want to lick your pussy too. Suck that clit deep into my mouth and flick it hard and fast with my tongue.” His voice was deep, husky from desire. “I want to taste you, slide my tongue in your pussy.”
Her hands wrapped around his wrist, holding him tight against her but his fingers kept moving inside her. He felt warmth coating his fingers a second before the tremors started. Her body arched, her moan of ecstasy trailed off as the orgasm stole her voice.
“That’s it, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful, so hot. My dick is ready to explode and I haven’t even fucked you yet. I’ve never wanted anything more that I want you.” She turned in his arms as he slowly withdrew his fingers from her body. She stood and removed that little scrap of lace then reached her hand out to him.
“I want you inside me, Dave. I think I’ll die if you don’t get inside me.”
He took her hand, kissing her fingers as he stood. He dropped her hand then took off his shirt. It made him feel proud when she stared at his muscled chest and arms. She ran her hands over his abs, tracing the muscles as he unfastened his jeans, pushing his pants and underwear down his body. She traced the veins in his straining erection before rubbing the head, spreading the wet precome over the sensitive flesh.
He reached behind her, unzipping the dress. He felt his heart jump in his chest when the material floated away from her body. It was almost a religious feeling, watching her body reveal itself to him. He ran his fingertips over her nipples, bringing another moan from her. “I didn’t bring protection.”
“You don’t need it. I’ve not been with anyone in over a year.” She looked at his cock again and licked her lips. His gut clenched.
“I’ve not been with anyone in three years. I’ve been busy fighting a war.” Her eyes flew to his, her mouth opened in surprise or desire, he didn’t know. “I don’t want to get you pregnant either.” She just shook her head. He pulled her into his embrace, torturing himself with the feel of her skin against his. He lightly traced her spine with his fingertips, gliding down her back to massage her ass.
“Are you still wet enough to take me or do I need to work on that?” He couldn’t hide the desire and humor in his voice. His fingers were still damp from being buried inside her. She didn’t answer but moaned as her lips trailed kisses against his throat, up his jaw and to his mouth. He tried to control the intensity of the kiss, but his body had control. He cupped the back of her head with one hand, holding her to him with the other as he ravaged her mouth with his. It was like taking a breath after being held underwater for too long. He backed up, pulling her with him until his back touched the tree.
“I wish my first time inside you, that I could lay on top of you, fuck you on a soft bed, but I can’t wait.” He pulled away long enough to sit next to the tree and held his hand out to her. She walked to him, her pussy next to his face as she spread her legs to straddle him. He pulled her body to him. His tongue snaked out running over her wet, swollen clit. He used his thumbs to separate her labia, sucking her clit into his mouth. He sucked deeply, moved his tongue slowly, savoring her taste. He slid in a finger …god she was wet and swollen. He released her from his mouth, tugging her down. He held his dick as she moved to take him inside her body.
His cock breached her hot pussy and he moaned as she lowered herself onto him. “Don’t move, Sadie. Fuck, I could come.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding perfectly still but brought her mouth to his. The kiss started soft but became hot and impassioned. She began to slowly grind against him and his heart started pounding in his chest.
“I need to come Dave. I’m so close.” Her movements became almost frenzied. He slid his hand between them, pushing her clit as his hips began to move on their own, slamming up hard to meet her body. His hands, rough and calloused. With one he strummed her clit and used the other to balance her as he pulled first one then the other nipple into his mouth.
“I’m fucking you, baby, my dick slamming into your hot, wet pussy. I need you to come, I’m so fucking close, my balls are so tight.” He brought his knees up behind her, giving him more leverage and changing the angle just enough. Her body stopped moving and she grasped his shoulders as she exploded. He felt her hair brushing against his knees, her pussy squeezing his cock mercilessly as her orgasm rocked her. He let go, giving in as his come jetted into her. His heart pounded in is chest almost in time to the ribbons of come coating her pussy.
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Sadie stayed straddling Dave, his arms draped over her alternately hugging and then rubbing her back. He couldn’t stop kissing her forehead or brushing the hair off her face. He had a peace and comfort he’d never felt close around him. He’d waited his entire life to find her and now that she was here, he damned sure wasn’t going to let her go.
“You know, what I’d like?” Her voice was soft, her breath tickling the skin just beneath his throat.
“What’s that, baby? Anything I can give you, I will. Name it.” He was kissing her face again, rubbing her back. He loved the feel of her skin against his.
“You said you’d love to fuck me in a soft bed. Why don’t we go back to my place?” She sat up, running her fingers over his jaw. God, her blue eyes were spectacular. She smiled and his heart sped up.
“I need to stop by the house, get a change of clothes and check on my mom. Then I’m all yours.” He didn’t want to let her go, even knowing they were going to make love again.
“All mine?” Her smile was so sexy, he found himself smiling back before kissing her lips softly. He pulled back, staring into her eyes. He wanted her to know he was serious, there was no joking in his next words.
“Oh, Sadie. I am yours. Heart, body and soul.” Her surprise and delight lit up her face, he thought maybe she might be feeling the same for him as he did for her. Her expression softened, her eyes filled with tears. He felt her hands come to either side of his face. She put her forehead against his. They sat that way for a long time.
6 weeks later
The wedding march played as Dave turned to see his Sadie
walking toward him in all white. Her hair was loose just as she knew he loved it. Her flowers were white and purple, the same color as her dress she’d worn the day they met. And she wore his mom’s pearls—his mom had insisted. He had on his dress military uniform and waited impatiently for her to walk down the aisle into his arms. The ceremony was small but it still meant so much to him, he’d remember each second.
When they said their vows, he was going for all seriousness, but they both began to laugh and most of those in attendance, including the minister, were wiping tears before it was all said and done. He’d never met anyone so perfect for him. He didn’t have enough time to buy an engagement ring, but she wanted just a plain silver band anyway and he surprised her with getting one for himself too. He smiled when her hand shook as she placed the band on his finger.
She talked him into inviting Henry, and he reluctantly agreed. What she didn’t know, was he had laid the law down to his stepdad. One negative remark, one sideways glance and Dave would throw him out ass over crown. This was Sadie’s day and Henry wouldn’t mar it by being an asshole.
Not long after the wedding, his mom died and Dave never saw Henry again. He kept in touch with Gary and he later stood up with Gary at his wedding to Sarah. But he was on duty and couldn’t attend Meghan’s wedding a few months later.
Ten years of bliss and happiness surrounded him, until he was sent out to investigate a time anomaly over Iowa. His wife told him she started having dreams about a man she’d never met, one she thought she loved named Marc. He promised her he’d help her find him if she wanted him to. It wasn’t necessary. Marc found them.
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