The Stick Handler

by Fox, Cathryn

  “I feel you,” he says, and I open my eyes to see his hips curl forward as he put every inch of himself inside me. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.

  “Luke, I say, and reach for his arm, close my hand around it. His muscles bunch beneath my touch, and I squeeze around his cock. He pulls almost all the way out, slams back in again and tosses his head back.

  “Motherfucker,” he groans as he releases high inside me. I moan as each hard pulse expands my walls, and I wrap my legs around him to keep him high inside me. He holds my hips again, his touch softer, far more gentle than earlier. His eyes open, zero in on me. For a brief second, I wonder if there is going to be any awkwardness between us, but then his mouth curls up, and I smile at him.

  “So that’s how I should be fucked, huh?”

  “Every single time.” He puts one hand on my sex, lightly circles my sensitive clit. “You deserve to be worshipped.”

  He quickly removes the pillow and falls over me, crushing me beneath his weight. “Tomorrow I might bend you over that coffee table,” he says against my ear as he peppers my face with kisses.

  “Would this be before or after the porn star blowjob?”

  He laughs, rolls over and discards the condom. A moment later he’s beside me again, and pulls me on top of him. I rest my head on his chest and listen to his strong heartbeat. Without conscious thought, I circle his nipple with my finger.

  His breathing changes, levels off, and I lift my head to see him. He opens one eyes.

  “Katee.”

  “Yeah.”

  He opens his mouth like he wants to say something, then frowns.

  “What?” I ask.

  “Sleep,” he says.

  I lay back on him, and my body is still so high, I’m not sure I can sleep. Sex with him was amazing. Goddammit, a girl could get used to this. Too bad he’s just helping me out in the bedroom while we’re on a fake honeymoon.

  Too bad?

  Wait, what am I thinking? This is my best friend. No way, no how can I start falling for him, especially when he has a woman waiting for him at home. She might have broken his heart, but she’s the one he loves, right? I’m the one he’s just doing a favor for.

  Oh, man, I never should have had sex with him. It’s already starting to mess up my brain. If only it hadn’t been so good. Good? More like mind-blowing amazing. Okay, tomorrow morning when he wakes up, I’ll tell him this was a bad idea. That I already learned a lot, and we shouldn’t spend any more time between the sheets. Yeah, I’ll tell him all those things.

  Or not.

  9

  Luke

  I wake up and turn my head to find Katee sleeping soundly beside me. My mind races back to last night, and holy hell, what a fucking night it was. I’m surprised I lasted as long as I did, considering she’s been the star of my bedroom fantasies for a hell of a lot of years.

  With the sheets kicked to the foot of the bed, I reach down and cover her naked body, but not before gifting myself with a good long look. My God, she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. And I just had sex with her.

  I’m not sure how she’ll feel about it this morning, but last night she was totally into it—into me. It’s hard to believe no guy has ever satisfied her. Jesus, she came to life under my touch and had no trouble showing me what she liked. I grin at that. I kind of like that I’m the only guy who’s ever done that for her. I quietly climb from the bed, leaving her to sleep as I go in search of coffee. All the supplies I had stocked at the chalet had been moved here. I find the grounds, and fill the coffee maker. As it brews, I make a quick trip to the bathroom. By the time I finish, I step back into the massive presidential suite, and Katee is nowhere to be found.

  What the fuck?

  I feel a measure of panic. Jesus, have I scared her off? Was having sex with my best friend the worst decision of my life? I grab a fistful of hair and tug, and that’s when I feel a cold breeze wash over me. I turn and find Katee outside in nothing but a big white robe. I grab mine from the closet, shove on the slippers provided, and step outside with her.

  “You’re going to freeze to death out here,” I say. She’s about to turn around but I step up behind her, and pull her against my chest. I slide my arms around her body, and hug her to me.

  “It’s so beautiful out here. I bet the sunrise is gorgeous.”

  “Maybe tomorrow we can set the alarm.”

  She nods, and her hair tickles my nose. I stare off in the distance, take in the gorgeous town with all the mountains and valleys. “I guess this wasn’t such a bad honeymoon location after all.”

  She chuckles. “It’s not the beach, but we can still go swimming. This hotel has a pool.”

  “I didn’t pack a suit,” I say.

  “I’m sure there’s a gift shop where we can get you one.”

  “Please don’t make me go shopping.” My stomach takes that moment to grumble and Katee laughs. “I guess I worked up quite an appetite last night,” I say, using my hunger to open up the conversation about what happened last night.

  “Me too.”

  “Katee.” She turns in my arms and when she smiles up at me, I let loose a breath. “How are you feeling today?”

  She absently twirls her hair around one finger, and looks down for a moment. “I’ve used muscles that I haven’t used in years.”

  “Skiing will do that to you,” I tease.

  She pinches my nipple through my robe, then her eyes go wide. “Oops.”

  “Oops, my ass,” I say, and she chuckles. “We’re good, right?” I ask.

  “We’re good, Luke. We’re better than good.” She rests her head on my chest, and my heart pounds a little harder.

  “So then you’re going to let me bend you over the coffee table, show you how good sex can be in different positions?” She nods, but it feels tight against my body. “What?”

  She lifts her head and smiles but I know her well enough to know it’s forced. “I need food,” she says.

  I want to press, but maybe she just needs time to process. “Why don’t you get a shower, and I’ll have your coffee ready for you when you’re done.”

  “Sounds good.”

  “Where do you want to go to breakfast?” I ask

  She rubs her stomach. “All I want is a protein shake.”

  “Like hell. We’re on our honeymoon, and we’re indulging.”

  “Luke…” She sticks her stomach out. “I’m going to have a big muffin top when I leave here if I’m not careful.”

  “Haven’t I told you how much I like muffins.” I lick my lips, and lust moves into her eyes. She reaches for my nipple again but catches herself.

  “Go ahead,” I say. “I dare you.”

  She squeals and dashes off to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. I go back to the kitchen and take two mugs from the cupboard. I toss in a splash of milk, and catch sight of the package Veronica gave us for winning the game. “Hey, should we go on the helicopter ride today?” I dig through the brochures and read about the tour until the coffee maker beeps. I fill our cups and walk to the bathroom. I call out to Katee, but she can’t hear me with the water running.

  I take a sip of my coffee and my damn cock thickens as I picture her in there soaping up her gorgeous body. Goddammit, I need her again. Fuck, last night was just a teaser, a taste of how good things are between us and I want more. Honest to fuck, no matter how many times I take her, it will never be enough to sate my need.

  I open the door, and from behind the glass door, Katee is running her hands all over her body.

  “Hey,” I say, and she yelps.

  “You scared me.” She wipes steam from the glass. “What are you doing?”

  I set her coffee down. “Bringing you coffee.”

  “Oh, thanks.” I stand there a moment longer, and she says, “Ah, and what are you doing now?”

  I lean against the counter, and cross my ankles. “Now I’m watching you wash.”

  “It’s a little intrus
ive, don’t you think?”

  “I was inside you last night, Katee. Are you forgetting that?”

  A needy moan reaches my ear. “No, I could never forget that,” she says.

  “I was thinking.”

  “About?”

  I slip out of my robe. “That this is a good opportunity to show you how awesome shower sex can be.”

  The glass door slides open and her gaze drops to my swollen cock. “I always thought shower sex was hard.”

  I grip my cock and stroked it. “Oh, it’s hard, all right.”

  Katee backs up as I step into the large tiled shower, two rain shower nozzles hanging from the ceiling at either end, as well as nozzles on the wall. I look at all the faucets. Christ, a guy needs an engineering degree to figure out how to work all the taps.

  “Nice shower,” I say, and slide my hand around her waist and drag her soapy body to me. I run my hands down her back, and grab her ass cheeks. I squeeze a little.

  “My, you have grabby hands this morning,” she teases.

  “The better to touch you with.”

  “As long as I get to touch, too.” She reaches for the soap and puts it on my chest, and I let loose a groan as she washes me. Her soft hands slide over my chest, and then she turns me around to do my back. “It’s going to take a lot of scrubbing, Katee. I’m pretty dirty.”

  “The only dirty thing on you is your mouth. That’s what needs to be washed out with soap,” she says and chuckles. I laugh with her, but it turns to a moan when she reaches around my body and captures my throbbing dick. She slides her hands over it, the soap making my cock slippery.

  “The feels so fucking good.”

  She lets go, and steps around me. I put my hands on her body, but she backs me up until I’m under the spray. The water rinses my body clean, and she turns off the faucet. “What are you doing?” I ask.

  She has a small smirk on her face as she drops to her knees before me, settling herself on the tile. She leans forward and licks my crown and I nearly lose my shit then and there.

  “Mmm,” she says, and cups my balls, giving them a little massage. “Shower sex is hard,” she teases, and when she opens her mouth, offering it up to me, I grip the back of her head and feed her my cock. Her lips widen to accommodate my girth and the sight of her on her knees doing this for me rocks my fucking world. She takes me deep, and I hit the back of her throat. Her hands grab my ass, and she grips me, rocking into me and sucking me off like a pro.

  “Jesus fuck, you’re killing me, Katee,” I growl.

  She chuckles against my cock, and works both her hand and mouth over me. I hold the wall with one hand and the back of her head with the other as she kneels there and worships the shit out of my cock. I’m so hard, so close, I can’t hang on for another second. She must sense it. She angles her head to see me, and I try to take my dick from her mouth when she sucks it in deeper.

  “You want my cum?” I ask.

  She makes a soft mewling sound around my cock, and when she takes me to the back of her throat, I let go. She gobbles me up, swallows every last fucking drop and it’s the hottest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen. Not because she just gave me a porn star blow job, but because I’m in love with this woman, and she’s doing this to please me. I finally stop spurting, and reach down and pull her to me.

  “You’re fucking amazing,” I say, and wipe my fingers over her lips. I turn the spray back on to warm her body and place her under it. She has a glazed look in her eyes, a sweetly satisfied smile on her face. “You’re damn good at that,” I say.

  “You liked it, huh?”

  “Fuck yeah, I liked it.”

  “So you’ll let me do it to you again?”

  “Katee, anytime you want to suck my cock, just say the word.”

  She laughs hard at that, but it turns into a yelp when I spin her around. “But now I get to do things to you.”

  “Ooh,” she says, her voice full of arousal. “What kind of things?”

  “Dirty things, Katee.” I say and place her hands on the wall. From the overhead spray, water drips down my back as I step into her. “Don’t move them,” I warn.

  I take in her beautiful body, her sweet ass and long sexy legs. “These legs,” I say, and run my hands over her outer thighs. “I want them wrapped around my neck tonight.” She visibly quivers, and I slide my hands up to her neck. I push her wet hair away and kiss her neck. She quakes beneath my touch. I grab the nozzle from the wall, remove it from the hook and adjust the spray.

  “Open your legs,” I say.

  She inches her legs apart, and I reach around her, center the spray right on her clit.

  “Ohmigod,” she cries out.

  “What, you’ve never done this before?” I ask.

  “Well, maybe a time or two,” she says and chuckles.

  “Did you make yourself come like this?”

  She nods, and I love how open she is with me. I move the spray around and her hips rotate. “Feel good?”

  “Yes,” she whimpers.

  I center the spray back on her clit, and run my hand along the crevice of her ass. She stiffens beneath me, and my heart races. Little Katee hasn’t been touched here before. “Bend forward a little for me,” I say, and she does, tipping her sweet ass in the air. “You are so fucking sexy.”

  I slide a finger into her tight pussy, and she’s so goddamn lubricated I nearly lose my mind. “You’re all wet, Katee. Did sucking my cock make you like this?”

  “Yes,” she says. “I liked being down on my knees for you. I like making you come, Luke. I know this is about helping me, but I want you to feel good, too.”

  “Always so concerned about me,” I say.

  “That’s what you love about me.”

  “You think that’s what I love about you?” I answer, and pull my finger from her hot cunt. She whimpers at the loss but then goes stiff when I run my finger around her puckered passage.

  “Luke,” she says her voice uncertain.

  “Yeah, Katee Kat?”

  “I’ve never…”

  “I know.”

  “I’m not sure I’ll like it.”

  “How will you know if you don’t try?”

  As I tease her back passage, just putting the tip of my pinkie inside her, I hold the spray closer to her clit, increasing the pressure, and she whimpers. “Why don’t you hold this nozzle for me,” I say. She takes the nozzle, and holds it to herself, and I push a finger inside her tight pussy. I play with her, run my finger along her G-spot, and lightly toy with her ass. Her hips begin moving, swaying and little cries catch in her throat. “That’s it, Katee. Come all over my fingers.”

  She bucks against my fingers, and holds the wall with one hand as she manipulates her clit with the nozzle.

  “Luke,” she cries out. “I’m…”

  Her words fall off as she tumbles into an orgasm. Her hot juices soak my hand, and I fucking love seeing her like this. She’s breathing hard, hell so am I, and my goddamn cock is hard again, desperate to get back inside her. I remove my finger from her ass, and take the nozzle from her. I hang it back on the hook and spin her to face me. Her eyes are heavy lidded; her lips are parted. I step into her and her eyes widen when she feels how hard I am.

  “Can you take me?” I ask.

  “Yes,” she whimpers.

  I’m about to turn her again, when I remember I don’t have a condom. “Shit.”

  “What?”

  “I don’t have protection.”

  “Do we need one?” she asks and nibbles her bottom lip.

  “I always use a condom.”

  “I know, which means you’re clean.”

  “Yeah, I am.”

  “I’m on the pill, and besides, it’s me, Luke.”

  My heart squeezes, and I put my hand on her face, brush my thumb over her cheek. “Yeah, it’s you. I wouldn’t ride bareback with anyone but you.”

  That brings a smile to her face. “Same. Now can you please fuck me and fill me wi
th your cum.”

  “I’m going to fill you with so much cum, it’s going to drip out of you all day.”

  “Good,” she whispers. “Every time I feel it, I’ll brush my tongue over my bottom lip so you’ll know.”

  “That will drive me fucking crazy,” I say as I put my cock at her entrance.

  “Yeah, I know.” She chuckles and I grip her shoulders. In one quick thrust, I’m high inside her and she’s gasping for breath.

  “Luke, my God, that feels incredible.”

  I pump into her and she moves with me, our body in synch, like we’ve been doing this for a lifetime. We haven’t been, we just should have been. Her body squeezes my cock, and she straightens a little. I snake one arm around her waist to hold her to me, the other hand goes to her breasts. I pinch her nipple.

  “I believe I owed you that.”

  She moans her approval and I thrust into her, unable to get deep enough. Pleasure zaps my balls, and I press my lips to her back, kissing everywhere I can.

  “Do you have any idea how good you fuck,” she huffs out.

  I laugh. “Never been this good for you before?”

  “Hell no. I’m going to compare every guy to your high standards.”

  “Don’t settle for anything less.”

  “I don’t think anyone is going to live up to them.”

  Her words thrill me and I chuckle against her skin, as her sex clenches around my dick. She’s so fucking close. “Then I guess you’ll just have to keep fucking me,” I say, and as soon as the words leave my mouth, she climaxes. “Look at you, coming all over me again.”

  “Luke,” she cries out and closes her hands over mine, holding them tight against her body.

  “Katee, I’m going to fill you with my cum now.”

  “Yes, please.” I drive in deep, seat myself high, and let go.

  “Fuck me,” I cry out.

  “I feel you. Your cum is so hot.” I come and come and come, and when I’m finally depleted, I drop my head to her shoulder, unable to get my breath.

  “So good,” she cries out. We stay in that position for a long time. My cock inside her, one hand on her stomach, the other on her breasts. Our breathing finally regulates but I have no desire to move. I could stay right where I am forever, but I’m pretty sure she needs to rinse off, sit down, and get some coffee into her.