Chapter 11
Beau
Beau was going to drive himself to drink…well, drink more than he usually did. The woman beside him was amazing. Sweet, sexy, sensual, witty, adorable and so utterly confused. He’d known from her questions that she was trying to wrap her head around what he had done to them, but when she asked about his regret, he couldn’t answer that because it was ongoing. She had to get back to work.
Karessa backed her ass up so that she was practically grinding against his cock, and try as he might, that damn thing wouldn’t go down. He knew what alcohol did to his Ressa and her sexual appetite, but he’d never wanted to make an assumption. The little moans and sighs were driving him crazy, but he could handle it. When she grabbed his hand that was resting on her thigh and moved it between her legs, he figured she’d had enough of him standing by.
She rocked against his hand and the more she did it the fuller his cock became.
“You always have such a hungry pussy when you drink, and you’re not going to be able to sleep all riled up are you?” His voice was deep because he’d not used it in a few hours, and she startled when she heard it, then breathed a little harsher.
“Please, Beau.”
That’s what he wanted. Just a little sign that this was what she wanted and he was who she wanted. He brought his hand out a little and turned it so the pads of his fingers were playing lightly with the lips of her pussy. Nothing that would get her off, just relearning her body as one of his favorite playgrounds, and although he’d not done this in a while, it was like riding a bike. He remembered she liked this a lot. Beau grabbed on to one of Karessa’s breasts pretty firmly and pinched the hard nipple between his fingers. She responded by bringing her hand up to his to keep it there and rocking harder against his fingers.
“You like that?” His voice was a purr in the darkness, and her answer came in kind. Beau was getting into this as much as she seemed to be. He rolled to his side a little and she rolled along with him spreading her legs a bit as she turned, giving him more access to her sweet spots.
He reached into her panties and found her clit swollen and the entrance to her pussy wet and ready. His cock throbbed against her ass, and she rocked harder against him as she tried to get more friction. It was the sweetest kind of torture.
Karessa kept her hand on his arm like she was guiding his actions, trying to get done what she wanted. There was no time to play, so Beau got to work. He spread the lips of her pussy and slid his fingers from the hard bundle of pleasure sensors to the spot she needed his attention the most. She was slick, and he slid first one and then two fingers deep inside and was rewarded with her spreading her legs more and her fucking up to his fingers frantically.
“Shhh…hold on, baby. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.” He kissed her neck in the spot where her neck and shoulder met and felt the shiver that ran through her body. The noise of his fingers moving in and out of her body was an audible treat, and he wanted nothing more than to taste her pleasure, but this didn’t need to be drawn out. His girl needed to come, and she needed to sleep. He would, as always, give her what she needed and damn any needs he had, although if she kept rocking against his hard cock, it would be a two for one pleasure experience.
“Don’t stop, Beau. Don’t let me go.”
Her words stilled the movement of his hands. The one request was understandable under the circumstances, but the second could mean so many things. He wanted to tell her that he wouldn’t, but that would be a lie. He had to. For her to be the person she was, for her to continue to be the woman she had become, her request couldn’t be approved. Beau thrust his fingers deeper inside her and rubbed the area right behind her pubic bone to give her a more profound experience. Her pumping hips rocked her plump ass against his cock, and he was trying hard not to come before she did.
Karessa held on to his hand that pinched and pulled her nipples with one hand and his hand that was inside her panties with the other. The frantic and rhythmic “Ah, ahh, ahhs” were intensifying his need to come. He nibbled and licked a trail of kisses from the soft skin beneath her ear to her shoulder.
“This feels so good…ooooooh…yes…yes.” Her breathing hitched and then became harsh again like she was trying to force breaths out and back in. “I’m going to come, Beau.”
“Me too, love.” Beau was holding his breath as he waited and hoped his “Ladies First” motto would hold out for this one.
“Come with me, Beau. Give me that noise I miss so much. Just let it go.”
So many things happened at the same time, he let go his pretense of letting her find her pleasure and concentrated on how her sweet ass felt rubbing against his hard, thick cock. Instead of just enjoying her movements against him, he rocked into the crease of her ass.
“Ooh, yeah, Beau, just like that.” Her encouragement moved him to find his orgasm much more quickly than he liked, but he kept up his part by playing Karessa’s body like his favorite instrument. She was tense, freezing for a few seconds, and then he felt her body shake and her pussy squeeze around his fingers. The convulsions rocked through her body until she was limp in his arms. “You always take such good care of me.”
Karessa rolled over, and he moved with her but decided he needed to get cleaned up a bit before he went to sleep. She sighed like she’d gotten exactly what she wanted, but she didn’t leave Beau after the pleasure ceased rocking her body. She didn’t let him go. It was almost like she couldn’t. She continued holding his hands like they were a part of the sleep set she needed to get comfortable, so Beau decided to forgo his clean up.
Sticky cum in your pants may not be the best thing to wake up to in the morning, but for Karessa he’d do practically anything.
“Sleep well, my love.” Beau could hear her soft sighs becoming light snores and he was filled with so many emotions he didn’t want to think about them. Que será, será. He could hear his mother singing to him on the last day she’d been on this earth and knew it was nothing but the truth, but sometimes he didn’t want that truth… he wanted another one. One that would bring him and Karessa together for good.
***
Beau woke up before his drunken sleeping beauty and watched her sleep. It was such an enjoyable thing to do, but he opted to stop sitting there staring at her like he’d never seen a woman before and make breakfast.
Untangling himself from her arms and legs was a process, and he found himself chuckling about how she wrapped herself around him like a python. When he was finally free, he looked down on her and loved the way she looked in his bed.
There was no way he was going to dwell on it, but he took a mental picture of how sweet she looked at that moment. He went to the bathroom and took a quick shower before getting the coffee started and making the first thing he learned how to prepare for breakfast. Omelets. He put the coffee on knowing how much she liked at least one cup before she was ready to start the day.
His phone rang and he looked at the caller ID to check for the name of the caller. “Good morning, True. What’s up?” He knew his cheery voice would get on her nerves, but he couldn’t help messing with her for a bit. She wasn’t known for her ability to drink a lot of liquor and not be sick.
“It’s not morning, Beau, It’s well past noon, but I’m sure you know that.” True said, sounding a bit indignant.
“You’re always so feisty when you’ve been drinking.” Beau continued cooking as he listened to his friend on the phone. “Actually, you sound a little upset. Is everything okay?”
“No,” she answered and sounded muffled like she’d put her head down on a table, but then she sounded clear again. “I mean, yes. I’m fine.”
“True.” He used his most authoritative voice. “If something is wrong, I want to know about it.”
She didn’t say anything for a few seconds, and Beau pulled the phone away from his ear to make sure they were still connected.
“It’s not anything I can’t handle, but thank you for your concern.”
He wanted to delve more into what was going on with her, but she was quick to move on to another topic.
“The reason I’m calling you is we were all thinking of getting together for lunch and finding a movie or something before the rehearsal dinner. Is Karessa up for it? She drank quite a bit last night.” True stopped and waited for an answer and Beau tried to respect the fact that this woman could just turn off things that were going poorly for her and move on. He wasn’t ready to let what was going on with True go, but he’d revisit this when his life wasn’t so crowded with ‘what if’ thoughts concerning his house guest.
“She’s still sleeping, but I just made breakfast, and I have something for us to do today.” Beau put his phone on speaker and set it on the counter so he could finish making his breakfast masterpieces.
“Oh yeah?” True mused, sounding like she was contemplating coming along.
“Yeah, but it’s not for a group. Only me and Karessa.”
“Alright, then. You have fun today, but if you want to meet up before the dinner, give me a call and I’ll tell you where we are.” True sounded nothing like the person who called and seemed upset.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten the beginning part of this conversation. Next time it’s going to be me questioning you about what’s going on. You know I only want what’s best for you, and I only want to help. Right?” Beau waited for an answer as True cleared her throat. She knew people cared about her, but when she had to actually experience it, she acted like she didn’t know what to do with the information.
“Yes, Beau. I know, and it means more to me than you realize. We’ll talk soon.” He could practically hear her pure, sweet smile through the phone. “Tell Karessa to call me when she gets up, and I’ll see you at the dinner if I don’t see you before that.”
“Sounds good.” Beau moved from the stove to his phone.
“Wait! True?” Karessa’s groggy voice said from behind him.
“Hey, girl. How are you this morning?” True said in her most sparkling voice.
“I’ve been better, but thankfully I was here with a bartender who filled me with water, so I’m not feeling hung over.” Karessa stood far away from him and looked a bit embarrassed.
“That’s all he filled you with?” True said and then laughed. “I’m kidding…sort of. Well, Beau says he has plans for you today, but if you guys change your minds and want to come with us, give me a call and I’ll tell you where we are and what we’re doing.”
“Sure thing.” Karessa moved to stand next to the coffee pot, and he took a mug down for her and set it on the counter.
“Bye, guys,” True said before disconnecting.
“Bye,” Karessa replied before turning to Beau. “Did she hang up?”
“Yeah. She’s not good at the waiting for the other person to say goodbye part.” Beau got back to his omelets and plating them.
“Grab a few waters from the fridge and have a seat. Water, protein, and greasy foods always help your stomach after a night out.” Beau didn’t like the tension in the air and wanted to clear it up right away.
Karessa set the bottles of water on the table, and Beau pulled her into his arms when she was done.
“What’s wrong, Karessa?”
“I’m just remembering what happened last night. Asking you all those questions, then grabbing you in the middle of the night…I’m just feeling a bit invasive and apologetic.” She stood in the circle of his arms, receiving a hug but not really returning it to him.
“You know I wouldn’t answer any questions that I didn’t want to, so you don’t need to worry. As for you wanting me to give you pleasure, I don’t know how you’re even thinking that was a problem.”
Karessa glanced up at Beau like she was trying to see if he was telling the truth, and it may have been the first time he’d seen her like this. Fresh-faced and bright-eyed in the sun splattered kitchen. Damn, it looked great on her. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to remember everything that was in this moment, and damn it, he didn’t want her to leave. The first touch of his lips to hers there was a low groan that he knew came from him because the soft, sexy whimper was all Karessa.
The kisses were easy and exploratory, and he placed them all over her mouth and cheeks. He enjoyed how much she liked that, but soon that simple taste wasn’t good enough. Sucking her bottom lip between his teeth as he worked on getting deeper was making him hungrier for her than food. Speaking of which, she must be hungry. He stopped the kissing and moved back to let her have a seat.
“Why did you stop?” Karessa asked with a bit of disappointment in her tone.
“You’re hungry, I’m sure,” he answered and let her go.
“Yes, I’m hungry, but I can eat in a bit.” Karessa rubbed her hand up and down against his hard length. “You, on the other hand, look like you could use a bit of assistance.”
“It will keep.” He wanted her to eat, but she seemed determined.
“Yes, it will. And I will keep it.” Karessa tugged down his pajama bottoms and his cock stood up and out as if to greet her.
She didn’t go into preliminary licks, touches, or fondles. His girl opened her mouth and swallowed him, getting her lips practically to the base. It was hard not to buck up into her mouth. He put his hands on her head just to feel the silky strands that seemed to wrap around his fingers.
“I don’t know how you get me to feel so close to release so fast. You’d think I’d not just come in my pants a few hours ago.”
Karessa put her hand on his and moved it to the back of her head.
He knew she liked to be guided. Hell, he’s the one who she’d talked about it with. She’d wondered if it was weird to want to let him fuck her mouth the way he wanted. The way she’d talked about it turned them both on back then, and acting it out seemed to work now as well. He paused so she’d look up at him, and he could feel himself growing harder and thicker in her mouth.
She grabbed his ass like she was going to need leverage, and he cupped his hands on the back of her head and thrust softly into her mouth. Just watching his cock disappear inside her mouth and her lips wrapped around his dick was making him groan and look toward the ceiling to pull himself together. Karessa took matters into her own hands when she thought he was going too slow.
He shuddered as she picked up speed and moaned around his cock like it was her favorite flavor of ice cream.
Beau put one hand on the counter behind him, and she remained latched on to him like she was going to get gold from his cock. He was pumping hard and hoping she was ready. In the end, he tapped her shoulder to warn her of the eminence of his cum’s arrival, but she ignored him. Wrapping both hands around the base of his cock, she stroked up while her mouth came down, and he exploded after a few minutes of her enthusiastic play. It was like he’d been turned inside out. He wasn’t sure he’d ever come that hard or that fast, but he loved it.
“Stand up.” Beau pulled her up and looked into the face that haunted his dreams and nightmares for so many years. He watched her lick her lips like she wanted every bit of his essence for herself. Beau kissed her pretty mouth like he couldn’t get enough, and it was absolutely true.
“Mmmmm…that was good Beau. What else are you going to feed me?” Karessa moved away from him, refocusing on their meal. He could only stare at her and laugh.
What is she doing to me? How am I going to let her go, again?
***
It hadn’t taken long for them to eat, get dressed and out the door, but it wasn’t for the lack of Beau trying. Karessa thought he was just trying to pay her back for the breakfast head, as she told him several times. It was and wasn’t true, but it didn’t matter because Karessa wasn’t going to allow him to do anything. They rode along in the car with Karessa giving him a sly, triumphant smile the whole time, but he was just pleased to be in her company.
“You didn’t say where we were going,” Karessa remarked as she looked out the window. The playfulness left her tone and demeanor.
She nodded her head in agreement, but he could tell just bringing up her mother had brought the mood of the car way down.
They pulled up to the small house, and he wondered what she thought of it now that she was probably used to more elaborate homes.
“I used to send her money, until I figured out what she did with it all, but I pay all her bills and have the local grocery store bring food to her every week,” Karessa said while she stared ahead at the house.
“I know most of the things you do for your mother. I’m not here to judge you, Karessa. I just wanted to be by your side as you went through this. There isn’t a doubt in my mind that you were going to find some time to come out to see your mother, but I knew that it would be hard and emotional. I’m here for you.” Beau watched Karessa’s face to determine if now was a good time for this or if they should come back.
Karessa threw herself into Beau’s lap as much as she could and kissed him in a way she never had before. It was a deep and emotional thank you that he was trying to keep that way. She tasted his mouth slowly, like she was trying to lock it into memory…like they’d never have it again. He leaned into her kiss and gave back the urgency and quiet desperation they both seemed to feel. Attempting to shove as much as they could into the little bit of time they had. He broke the kiss before they were indecent and fucking in front of her family home.
She groaned a bit as he pulled away, and he swatted her ass playfully and eased her back to her side of the car.
“Come on, be good. I know your mother is looking forward to seeing you.” Beau caught the look of surprise on her face, but hopped out of the car before she could ask any questions. When she got to his side, he guided her to the door so she could knock.
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