Just The Sex: Vol. 2

by LK Collins

  Finally I open my eyes to see she is smiling at me, so sexy with her messy hair from my hands playing with it. I laugh a little when I try to tame it. She leans into my touch and says, “Leave it, that way I’ll remember this moment when I look in the mirror.”

  Alarm bells go off yet again at her words. Lately she has been getting clingy, saying little things like that, insinuating that we should be together.

  Scene 17

  My Turn

  Nate & Elania

  With both of my hands fiercely holding Elania’s flawless body, I actually think I might pass out. Everything inside of me trembles and I remind myself to take this slow. It’s hard because all I want is to lay her across this table and fuck her senseless. But instead, I give her ass a small squeeze, then snake my hand into her underwear. Her eyes change a pinch and I think it’s because I’ve caught her off guard.

  Taking my time, I move my hand down ‘til it rests against her sex. She barely has any hair and I like that. Automatically, I stand, looking down at her with pure, unadulterated passion. Pulling my pants down, I free my straining cock and scoot her panties to the side. She’s watching everything that I’m doing, breathing so heavily that I can feel it on my chest. Taking my hard dick, I separate her hot cunt and indulge in her wetness, rubbing her so softly. We are outside in her backyard and the fact that someone could see us turns me on.

  Her head falls back the instant I begin to work her. Touching her this way is heaven, my cock, her pussy. She makes the sexiest noises that I’ve ever heard. They are so light, but I can tell she’s really into it. The sound almost brings me to my knees, but we are outside and I don’t want to push things. Pulling my pants back up, I kiss her mouth and turn her body around, directing her inside.

  She walks eagerly, listening to me like a good girl. I’m not sure where to take her, but thankfully she walks upstairs. I follow, still not letting go of her body. My hands are everywhere, feeling every bit of her that I can.

  I want to see her; feeling her isn’t enough. The second that we step into her room I pull her dress off. It hits the floor and she looks back at me with a smirk on her face. Her blue lace thong and matching bra just happen to be in my favorite color.

  Grabbing my shirt, she begins to unbutton it. I hesitate for half of a second. No one has seen my scars other than my parents and doctors. When I’ve been with Andrea, I’ve always left my shirt on. I’m worried of Elaina’s reaction, and fear it could trigger a setback for me. Taking my hands, I place them over hers. She stops and looks at me. “What’s the matter?” she asks.

  I can’t bring my eyes to hers as I answer. Self-consciousness takes over and I’m unsure how to respond to her. Why didn’t I think about this? My breathing quickens and I close my eyes.

  “Tell me, Nate,” she whispers, kissing my chest through my shirt, over the spot of one of the scars. I tense. She looks up at me and I pull one of my hands away, cupping her head. She leans in to my touch, turning and kissing my palm. I close my eyes, just needing a minute to pull my shit together. My mind is racing, dragging me back to some of the moments of torture I endured, but I won’t go there. I open my eyes to stay in this moment with Elania.

  “I…I have a lot of scars,” I exhale finishing the sentence struggling to get the words out.

  “It’s okay, Nate,” she says so simply. “Trust me, please.”

  Very slowly, I drop my hands to my sides, knowing that I can’t let my own insecurities ruin this time for us. Listening to her words, I let go of my fears and watch Elania continue to painstakingly unbutton my shirt. I do trust her. She knows some of what I went through, and even with just a piece of the puzzle, understands me differently that any woman I’ve ever known. Finishing with the last button, she looks at my body, her actions going way too slowly for the anxiety building around my lungs. My heart races, my scars don’t seem to bother her as she walks around me. A sudden blast of relief hits me and her acceptance nearly buckles my knees. I was so worried for nothing.

  My hands move to hers, intertwining our fingers. She stands behind me and I stay frozen. “El, you are so beautiful.”

  “So are you,” she responds, squeezing my fingers, leaning in, kissing one of my scars. My breathing stops and I’m astounded by the rush of security this simple move brings. She pulls her hands away from mine and continues around me again moving her hand down and unzipping my pants.

  I’m immobile watching her lips move all over me. She urges me to walk the few steps backwards to the bed. I comply, liking that she’s taking the lead. “Sit,” she orders, pulling both my pants and boxers down. My cock springs free, angry and needing attention.

  She bites her bottom lip and clenches my cock, kneeling in front of me. I reach behind her and unclasp her bra. Right away it pops open, and eagerly I help her get it off. I can’t wait to see her tits. Proudly, she shows them to me grabbing a handful of one, but it only lasts for half of a second, and then she engulfs me. Her warm mouth wraps so fiercely around my shaft. I grunt out, my balls instantly tightening. I’ve imagined her sucking me off since the moment we met.

  Watching her on her knees in front of me, nearly naked, is so fucking hot. With each jerk of her hand in sync with her lips wrapped around me, she makes tiny noises as she works my shaft with her soft lips. I move one of my hands to her hair and brush it over to one shoulder. Now I can see all of her, especially her tits, so big and full, moving along with her.

  She catches me by surprise, reaching down with her free hand and touching herself. She’s so content, having her lips around my cock and her hand pleasing herself. But it’s not enough for me. I want to work her pussy. I want to see it and feel the inside of her. I hold her face and she looks up at me.

  “My turn?” I ask.

  She smiles, giving me a few more strokes and kisses the head of my shaft.

  “I love your mouth,” I tell her as I help her stand up.

  “I love your cock,” she responds staring down at me. I take my pants and shoes off, but leave my prosthetic on. I want to be able to give her anything, depending on how she wants me to fuck her. “You can take it off,” she says, further surprising me.

  I stare at her bemused and ask, “Are you sure?”

  She nods her head, saying, “Yeah, I want you to be comfortable. Your body is so sexy.”

  I acquiesce to her request, even though I feel uneasy removing my prosthetic. She accepts me, which is something I love. She watches me, and once I am completely naked, she steps to me. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, her pussy right in front of my face. There is nothing separating us, except for her blue underwear, a tiny streak of wetness running down the front. She wants me.

  Taking my time, I go as slow as she did and weave my fingers into the sides of her panties. But before I pull them down, I kiss along her stomach and the inside of her thighs. She smells like heaven, a scent that at any moment could easily bring me to my knees. It’s nothing that I have ever smelled before. Finally, I land one last kiss on her sex.

  She whimpers, watching me slide the thin lace down her legs. Her pussy is just as gorgeous as I imagined, with a thin strip of hair and nothing else but pure soft skin. I lean right in and lick her, separating her lips with my tongue, teasing her back and forth.

  I grip her leg, pulling it towards me and guide her to straddle me on top of the bed. It gives me more access to fully wrap my mouth around her as she hovers over me. She cries out in bliss and grips my hair as I relish in her taste. Her noises are a powerful combination, something different than what I’m used to. She’s consistent and even, this all telling me what I’m doing is exactly what she wants.

  My cock throbs, aching for attention and needing to release all the pent up anticipation that has built up from being with Elania. I don’t stop my movements though – pleasing her is too much of a reward to care about myself. I’ll wait, pushing her body to the edge. Holding her against my face. Then right as she begins to shudder and is about to give herself over to me
, she stops and pulls away.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask, concerned that I did something.

  “Nothing,” she says and straddles my lap. Her hot cunt hovers over me. It takes every ounce of my willpower not to slam into her. “Are you okay without a condom? I’m on the pill and haven’t been with anyone for months.”

  I agree, knowing that I only want to be with her from now on, and every time I was with Andrea we used a condom. I wouldn’t bend the rules there, but with El, she could ask me to do just about anything and I would do it.

  She wraps her arms around my neck, rubbing herself against me. The friction is finally too much. I need her, dammit. Reaching down, I grip myself in search of her opening. She helps me and I nuzzle right in, losing my breath, the inside of her, so warm, so flawless and tight. She starts to move slowly, keeping our bodies close. Both of us are tangled together from head to toe. Hands explore every ounce of each other’s bodies. Lips leave wet kisses anywhere they can.

  Fuck, she’s amazing. With every shred of control I have, I fight coming so soon. Then she pushes me back and says, “I’m gonna fuck you hard, Nate.” I quirk a brow at her, waiting to see what she’s going to do.

  Watching her above me, there’s a different look in her eye, something that I haven’t seen yet. Reaching up, I grab one of her tits; she pushes her breast into my hand while twisting her hair up and out of her way. Then holding it on top of her head with both of her hands, she starts to move. Only now, she’s just out of my reach. But I couldn’t give two shits, watching the way she rocks her body against mine, burying my dick so deep inside of her. When she moves her hips back and forth, I swear I’ve reached a new level of hardness.

  For the first time in a long time, I am comfortable, in my mind, in my body, and I can simply relax and just be in the moment. Moving both of my hands behind my head, I watch her eyes follow my biceps as they flex, resting back. She picks up speed and it sets me off. Finally, she drops her hair, bracing her weight against my chest and bobbing her ass up and down, drawing out hard, long movements. I meet her thrust for thrust, moving my ass up and down, grunting as I fuck her. She likes it rough, that much is clear, so I drill her as deep as she can handle.

  “Yes, Nate!” she screams.

  “You like my cock?” I ask her breathlessly.

  “Ahhhhhhhh, fuck. Yes. Yes,” she chants and then convulses on top of me, screaming out in pleasure. Her skin turns pink and her eyes roll back in her head. I watch as long as I can. My balls are fiercely tight, screaming for their release and then on their own, without me controlling them, they let go. My body arches back and I yell, pumping my cum into her. I shiver in ecstasy, sharp, hollow breaths following the best orgasm I’ve ever had. I can’t stop myself from moving.

  Still pumping my hips, I open my eyes to the sight and feeling of her lips all over my body. Typically, one orgasm is all I need, but with Elania, I need more of her. Instantly, I flip her over and lift her body against mine, crawling us to the center of the bed. As I gently lay her back down, I begin to move and she wraps her legs around me. We stay close this time, my cock nestled deeply, her body my own paradise.

  Scene 18

  Do We Have To Stop?

  Nate & Elania

  She smiles at my remark acting innocent. “I was in the area.” I love it when she acts like this, so shy yet confident, all mixed up into one, but deep down her pussy is wet and she wants me to fuck her. I spin us away from the door, sliding my hand under her dress. The only thing separating us, is her lace panties. Ever so gently I brush them aside and begin to rub her clit.

  “You were saying?” I ask, watching how her face changes. A sheen of sweat gradually covers her from head to toe and I know now that she won’t be able to make a comprehensible sentence.

  She kisses me and I lean us back, taking my free hand and controlling her head. She tightens her legs around my hand and it drives me mad when she holds me this way. I should stop. If I don’t gain some self-control in the next few seconds, then this won’t end, and this is not the place to fuck. I mean…I’d do it, don’t get me wrong, but I’d rather be able to take my time with her and not worry about someone catching us.

  Pulling away, she throws her head back. I rest my hand on the side of her thigh and kiss her neck. “Do we have to stop?” she asks.

  I nod my head, “Trust me…I don’t want to.” She exhales and gets off my lap. “You don’t need to get up.”

  “Oh, but I do, Nate.” She pulls out her iPad from her purse. “The seller emailed me some stipulations in writing. I told him I’d present them to you guys.” I can see her switch into professional mode right away and it turns me on. My cock twitches in my shorts and I want to fuck her. I should close the door right now, and handle her on my desk. She opens the email and begins to spout off a bunch of shit. I roll my chair over to the door and kick it closed. She looks at me and raises an eyebrow.

  “It was getting loud, sorry,” I tell her.

  She keeps reading and I grip my cock through my shorts, stroking it vigorously. Goddamn, this woman is fucking killing me. Finally she stops and pulls her eyes away from the iPad. “What do you think?”

  She glances down and sees me pleasing myself. Her cheeks flush and she almost drops her iPad. I take it from her and set it on the desk.

  Without a word she steps to me, licking her lips, and I grab her thigh rubbing my hand up and down. “On your knees,” I order and within half of a second she drops to the ground.

  I scoot to the edge of the chair, watching this gorgeous woman that is all mine take me over. Her dark hair hangs on my legs, so I brush it over to one side giving me a full view of that sweet mouth as she engulfs my dick from top to bottom. She swallows me, swirling her tongue along the way.

  I grab her hair and move my hand along with her. Pushing her mouth a little more each time. Her eyes are closed and she takes one of her hands bringing it underneath her dress. My balls instantly tighten at the thought of her pleasing herself. She moans and I do my best to control myself, but her lips are so fucking tight. I feel like I’m in high school again as I let go. All reality, thoughts, and worries are washed away as I cum in her sweet mouth, which she happily accepts.

  Scene 19

  Hard And Strong Thrusts

  Nate & Elania

  Nate, I used the money the sellers paid me. I wasn’t about to keep that as a profit. I’m sorry that we aren’t moving in today, I wish that it was different. But I can’t make the same mistakes as I have in the past. Plus, you mean so much to me. It’s not worth risking what we have.”

  I can’t even respond to her. Her words are all I needed to hear. Grabbing her by the waist, I take her pants off and lift her on one of the new bar stools that she bought for me. She reaches for my pants, freeing my cock. I am hard and ready for her. Hell, I always am lately; she does this to me. She pulls me towards her, gripping the skin of my shaft, and I glide myself inside. Her warm cunt surrounds me as our eyes stay connected.

  Once I am nestled to the hilt, I grab the back of her head and begin to move. Her noises fill the room and I know that no matter what, she is my future. Moving in today or not, we will be together.

  “Fuck me, Nate.”

  Listening to her command, I grab the bar behind her. “Hold on to my neck,” I tell her.

  She gets a good grip and I fuck her, like she asked. Hard and strong thrusts. Christ, she brings out the animal in me. Her noises heighten with my movements. My balls slap her ass and I can’t seem to push myself inside of her deep enough.

  Her hands move to my back and are all over as she tightens her sweet cunt. Fuck, I’m close to coming. I can’t last long with her. Automatically my eyes shut as I lose myself inside of her. My body lets go on its own and she follows suit coming hard on my cock, her muscles tightening around my shaft.

  The room is filled with our noises and this is the first spot of many that we will have sex in. I lose all control and the reality of the world slips away. Looking dow
n at her as I slowly stroke myself inside of her, she is leaning back, still clinging to me. I look further down and watch my cock move in and out of her.

  Her pussy is wrapped so tightly around me that I etch this moment in my memory before pulling all the way out. Elaina giggles as she runs off to the restroom, leaving her pants on the floor. “You should run naked more often,” I say as I readjust myself.

  “If I had a treadmill, I would.”

  I take her pants into the bathroom. “I have a better idea.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Let’s do a work out at the gym after hours.”

  She laughs at me as if I’m joking, then breaks off. “Oh, fuck, you’re serious.”

  I nod my head. “Nash is going out of town ‘til next week. He, Amanda, and I are the only ones with keys to the gym. So I’ll tell her what we’re doing and she’ll be sure to stay away.”

  “I don’t know, Nate.”

  “Why not? No one is gonna see us. That place is a brick fortress.” I button her pants as she stands up and lean into her neck. “Please.”

  “You really want this, huh?”

  I nod my head.

  “Fine, but no one better catch us.”

  I take my index finger and cross it over my heart. She kisses it and takes my hand, leading me through the rest of the house. She really outdid herself. I have a hard time believing that she was able to buy everything with just the money that she made off of the sale of the house. But she’s adamant that she did, so I believe her.

  “Thank you for doing all of this.”

  “Absolutely. Thank you for understanding where I’m coming from.”