Just A Step Away (Closer)

by Roberts, Flora

  Lanie had always been gorgeous in my eyes but nothing compared to the way she looked now: vulnerable, yet wanton. Her thin silk robe came mid-thigh and showed off the milky skin of her thigh. I had to clench my jaw repeatedly at the thought of sucking on the skin between her legs. My cock throbbed and ached, and before I could think, she brought her hand up and rubbed me through my jeans.

  “Fuck,” I muttered through clenched teeth.

  As she continued her ministrations, I regained my focus and started from her feet, sliding my palms up her calves. My fingertips dug into her deliciously soft skin as they continued traveling toward her thighs. Leaning in, I traced the path of my fingertips with my nose, inhaling deeply. She smelled of vanilla and arousal. I drew in a deep breath and savored her scent.

  My mind went in fifty different directions as the thought of her wet for me, because of me, seeped through my senses. I couldn’t help myself and ran my tongue up the length of her thigh, causing Lanie to release me from her palm. Not that I cared. All I wanted was to please her, show her how much she meant to me, how much I loved her.

  I kissed my way up her thigh, sliding a hand up her other leg. A shudder rocked through Lanie’s body and I smiled into her skin. When I reached the apex between her legs, I ran my nose up the center of her lace panties. Again, I breathed in deeply through my nose, felt my cock harden even further.

  Ever so slowly, I dragged my tongue down the center of her lace covered pussy and watched as she trembled. Snaking one of my hands up her body, I began kneading her breast, lightly pulling on a hard nipple. I parted my lips and brought my mouth down on her. She was so fucking wet. I could smell her heady scent on the tip of my nose. I parted my lips and brought them down onto her glistening bare skin, sucking the lacy fabric into my mouth. The taste of her on my tongue sent by body into overdrive.

  I inhaled hard so that I knew she could hear me. “You smell so fucking good.”

  “You’re such a tease,” she said, breathlessly, lacing her fingers through my hair. “And here I thought you’d turn me inside out.”

  A low chuckle escaped my lips. “Oh, baby, you have no idea.”

  Looking up at her through my lashes, I slowly ran my tongue across the center of her panties once again. She gave me throaty moan as her knees jerked closed, knocking gently against my ears. Her back arched off the bed of straw when I bit down against the top of her pussy.

  The last of my coherent thoughts vanished when I watched her bring her hand up to the side of her face, trailing her fingertips down her cheek, to her lips. She ran a finger slowly across the tip of her tongue and it was all I could do not to suck that finger into my own damn mouth.

  I kissed my way further up her body until I reached her breasts. Bringing my hand up, I ran a finger down the center of her chest, causing her breath to hitch in her throat. “Touch me, Lucas.”

  Teasing myself with the exposed sliver of skin on display, I fingered the silky material of her robe. My heart hammered in my chest as I pulled the material away from her body, effectively exposing one soft breast and then the other.

  She let out a soft gasp. “Touch me.”

  I bent my head down and sucked one of her taut nipples into my mouth while grasping the other in my hand. I flicked her small nub with the tip of my tongue, then I captured it between my teeth. Lanie’s back once again arched, and I bit down harder.

  “More.”

  I did as she demanded, moving back down her body. Pressing my mouth down over her, I ran the entire width of my tongue over her wet pussy.

  “Oh, fuck!”

  Every ounce of me was beyond ready to make love to her, and the urge to touch her, feel her wetness on my fingers, overwhelmed me. I slid one of my palms down her side and over her belly, trailing my fingertips up over her lace covered mound until they reached her hot center.

  A little bit of pressure to her clit through the thin cloth had Lanie arching into my hand.

  “So, so good. Lucas, more.”

  I smiled into the skin of her belly, knowing she couldn’t see me since she had her eyes closed. “Please don’t stop, Lucas.”

  Something in her tone when she spoke my name caused my body to fire off on all cylinders.

  “Tell me how good does it feel, baby?” I moved her panties to the side and was instantly welcomed with her sweet, slick folds. I dipped my finger inside of her warm pussy and almost lost it. “How good, Lanie?”

  Her breathing was labored, choppy. “So fucking good.”

  I dipped another finger inside of her, pushing deeper this time, and she bucked her hips against me. Everything about her amazed me. And this was no exception. From her sweet, soft moans, to the way she wound her fingers through my hair, I loved every minute of it, and I wasn’t relenting until I felt her cum on my fingers.

  She was hot and wide open for me and I could tell that she wanted more as she writhed against my hand. “That’s it, baby, fuck my fingers.”

  “Oh shit, Lucas, harder!”

  My hand moved on its own accord, pushing and pulling, twisting and pumping. I curled my fingers upward and knew this would cause her to come undone as I pressed repeatedly against her G-Spot.

  “Give it to me, Lanie.” God, I wanted all of her. “Let me feel you.”

  I slowly traced my tongue around her belly button and watched her shudder. I had never given so much attention to another woman intimately before, but with her something in me shifted. I wanted to please her, show her how good I could make her feel, how badly I wanted her. So I let my mouth take over, kissing her belly, nipping small bits of skin. I pushed my finger in deeper. “I’m going to eat your pussy, Lanie. I’m going to suck that juicy clit into my mouth until you come all over my face.”

  “Oh my god, yes.” Her words came out in a breathy wave as she fisted the straw beneath us. “Please.”

  Pumping my fingers faster, I slammed harder against her G-Spot, willing the words from her pretty little lips. “Tell me what you want.”

  “I want…your…” Her head lolled to the side as I continued to fuck her with my fingers. “…mouth on me. Now.”

  Moving down her body, I flattened my tongue and ran it across her milky skin. She tasted so damn good. I kissed my way down her legs, my fingers still moving inside of her.

  “Oh…oh, god! Lucas, please, please I need you.”

  “I need you too, baby.” I traced my tongue up from her heel and deliberately licked my way up the underside of her foot. Sucking in a breath, I watched as she gently rubbed her pussy. “That’s it, baby girl, play with yourself for me. Fuck, you are so goddamn beautiful.”

  There was no more waiting when her back began to arch off the ground. An overwhelming need washed over me. I needed to be buried deep inside of her.

  I got to my knees, gripping one of her ankles, resting it on my shoulder. Grasping my hard cock, I took a breath and nearly came when I pushed inside of her.

  “Yes!”

  Afraid that I would come too soon, I tried not to concentrate on the moans that dripped from her lips, or the little gasps of air she sucked in as I pumped faster. Her slick walls clamped down around me, and I knew that she was about to come. She was so wet, so goddamned wet. I let myself get lost in the sensations, closed my eyes, and let every ounce of desire take over.

  “I’m close, Lucas. I’m so, so close”

  So was I. My balls tightened, and a slow burn wound itself inside me until it hit a pinnacle point, unwinding down to the tips of my toes. Heat shot down through my legs, reaching my toes. I lifted her ankle up on my shoulder and brought my thumb down onto her clit. I wanted us to come together. I needed to feel her walls milk my cock as I came with force inside of her.

  “I’m coming!”

  The both of us falling over the edge together was the most fuck hot thing I had ever witnessed, and probably ever will.

  Chapter 12

  ~Lanie~

  I hadn’t wanted to move that morning. Lucas had felt so good. Being
wrapped up in his arms felt even better.

  A cheeky grin stretched across my face at the sight of him lying next to me. I had let my eyes roam slowly over his bare skin. He was a sinful sight, hard body and all man.

  My mind wandered back to last night. Thinking about the way he touched me made my skin prickle with goose bumps. His touch felt like a burning fire that consumed every one of my senses. His mouth was sweet torture as he kissed his way over every inch of my exposed skin.

  “Hello? Lanie?” My eyes flickered up to see Jasmine standing before me, holding up two plates with a slice of cake on each of them. “Ya gonna help me, or what?”

  “Yeah. Sorry.”

  “What’s wrong with you? You’re here, but you’re not here.” Jasmine looked at me, curious. “What the hell?”

  “I’m good. Just got a lot on my mind right now. ” I shook my head. There was no way that I was going to talk to her about what happened last night. “You know, with the wedding and all.”

  “You’re telling me. I feel like I’m going nuts with everything going on.” Jasmine brought a healthy size piece of cake up to her mouth and inhaled it. “So, have you let that juicy piece of man meat have a lick?”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “Don’t play with me, Lanie.” Jasmine narrowed her eyes. “I can’t believe I’m going to say this,” she mumbled under her breath and rolled her eyes. “I see the way that man looks at you. He’s smitten stupid and, if you don’t see it, you’re just as stupid. If Mitchell looked at me like that, even a fraction close to that, I’d melt ten times over.”

  My mind went into overdrive. What did she mean by “if”? She was marrying the bastard, for shit sake. Why would she marry him if she felt like this? “Are you having doubts, Jasmine? You know, about marrying him?”

  She waved me off and went to take a seat in front of me. Her expression turned solemn as she sucked in a breath. I was paralyzed, not knowing what to do. I’d never seen her look so vulnerable before.

  “You okay, Jas?” I hadn’t called her that since we were kids, but I couldn’t help it. She looked so broken.

  She nodded her head, and I was shocked when I saw a tear slide down her cheek. The need to comfort my cousin was overwhelming. And surprising. This girl had made it her mission to make me and my brother miserable once upon a time. Yet, I wanted to help her out.

  Instead, I remained quiet, waiting to see if she would let me in.

  “I need to get out of here, Lanie. This place is suffocating and I feel like the walls are closing in on me. There’s so much more out there than Silver Springs, and I want to see it.”

  Jasmine had always loved that place, or so I had thought. She was the queen of the country bumpkins, and what she was saying confused the hell out of me.

  “I love him. Believe me, Lanie, I do.” She looked down at her hands, her fingers lacing together and her knuckles going white. “I just wonder sometimes if he’s truly in love with me.”

  I shook my head because I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She was marrying this guy just to leave Silver Springs?

  And him? She didn’t know if he loved her?

  All of it was so unlike Jasmine, the one with more self-esteem in her little pinky than most would have in a lifetime. She had always been the stronger one, never letting a single damn thing bring her down. And she exuded confidence like a swarm of locusts flying out of her ass in droves.

  Not that I ever knew why, but she’d always believed herself the best. The most beautiful. Lord help her, the smartest. To see her experiencing doubt was odd. Even if I had wanted to turn my back on her, I couldn’t have.

  “Jas.” I scooted my chair closer to her, cringing when I heard it scrape against the floor. The store owner turned around and gave me the stink eye. I lifted my brows at her, daring the woman to say something at a time like this. Satisfied when she didn’t, I turned to my cousin and continued, “…that isn’t a reason to marry him.”

  I knew I was wrong putting my two cents in where they didn’t belong. Especially considering how our relationship usually was. But fuck, she was my cousin and I didn’t see any other way around it. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t at least try to be that voice of reason.

  I placed my hand on top of hers and smiled gently. “I know that you want to leave this place, explore the world, but is this the right way to do it? Having doubts about the person you’re going to marry isn’t good, Jasmine. It could ruin your marriage in the long run.”

  I had seen the very same thing happen in my line of work too many times over. How many marriages were planned for the wrong reasons, only to collapse later? I believed in Karma, but in the end, no matter what, Jasmine was my family. I kind of didn’t want to see that happen to her.

  Jasmine lifted her chin and swiped away tears from her cheeks that I hadn’t realized were there. She pulled in a long breath through her nose and then lifted her head to look at me. Her expression was stubborn and full of determination. She quickly stood up and ran her fingers through her long blonde hair.

  “I’m doing this, Lanie. I’m going to marry Mitchell and even if he’s not in love with me, there’s always time for that.” Jasmine looked down at me. “If you breathe a word about this conversation to anyone, I’ll deny it. You left on bad terms. Nobody will believe you.”

  My heart squeezed and I felt it plummet to my belly at her words. Not only that, but for two seconds there, no matter how stupid, I had felt close to her. If I hadn’t already felt like an ass hat for leaving Silver Springs and hurting my family, her words solidified that feeling to the nth degree. Reigning in my guilt and the hurt she’d just caused me, I watched my cousin walk toward the exit of the building without so much as picking out the cake. The thought that she was hurting right then bothered me, but there was nothing I could do about it. Nothing.

  She and I weren’t really close. And even if I kept trying to voice my opinion, she’d never hear it anyway. In Jasmine’s word, she was never wrong. Ever.

  I had no choice but to order and pay for the wedding cake on my own. As soon as I was done, I then ran out of the store quickly, trying to catch up to Jasmine.

  Chapter 13

  ~Lucas~

  Warm skin. Wet skin. Perfect heart shaped mouth. Tight plump ass with the cutest dimples right above her...

  “Son, you better have a good reason for being naked in my barn, sportin’ tent without the…um…tent.”

  I shot straight up. Everything was blurry and my eyes were still heavy from sleep. My chest tightened as my head whipped from the left to the right. Lanie was gone. Like really, really gone. And—

  Oh shit!

  “Yep,” her dad drawled out, tipping the bill of his ball cap back a fraction.

  I reflexively threw both of my hands over my dick and wished for instant death. Anything other than that—Lanie’s dad standing there and staring right at me.

  Perhaps instant death would be on the menu for the day.

  “Easy there, son.” Bucky’s palm gently landed on both of my dick encasing hands, and I jerked back like a fucking loony fuck, pulling my dick way too far away from my body.

  Yeah, instant fucking death.

  “Well, it’s too damn late now, son. I was gonna tell ya to relax until your little fellow went back to normal. No need now. Ya probably crushed your nuts.”

  I was still in a shit storm of embarrassment when, after ten minutes and a deflated dick later, I rolled over to my side. I wanted to puke or punch something. Not only that, but I was surprised that Bucky wasn’t punching me right about now.

  In all of my years that I have been with women, I have never once been caught by their parents. Never. And not only was I being stared at by Lanie’s dad, the man was staring at my naked ass.

  Literally.

  Bucky pursed his lips and his brows shot up. “You know, son, if you’re into animals,” he said like it wasn’t the most vomit-inducing thing to be accused o
f, “I guess I can…overlook that. But how’s about ya leave mine alone, huh? Old Man Cotter from up the road, now I don’t care whatcha do with his. He’s a cranky ol’e son of a bitch that—”

  “Wait! Huh? Oh hell no!” My palms flew in the air and I shook my head. “I am in no way into that kind of shit, dude. Animals just aren’t my thing.”

  “That’s good to know, son. I was beginning to think I was gonna have to shoot ya just for being a freaky fur pervert.”

  Covering my face with my hands, I continued to shake my head in major disbelief at his accusation, and I was no doubt going to give Lanie a piece of my fucking mind for at least not waking me up and leaving me in this position.

  “Well lookie there!” I dropped my hands and glanced up at Bucky who was fixated on my package. My face heated up again. “Looks like your little fella decided to take a breather. Good thing, too. Thought I was gonna have to call Ethel out here to take a look at ya. That wouldn’t have been good, son.”

  When I heard footsteps getting closer, I started to throw straw on my “little fella”. And when they stopped, I realized that I was never going to live down the position I was in.

  “Hot damn, Hoss, what the fuck ya doin’ naked out here?” Willard stood at the entrance of the horse stall, looking between me and his dad. When his eyes landed on my dick that was now on full display, his eyes shot over to his dad. “Ya got somethin’ to tell me there, old man?”

  “Nope,” Bucky responded, waving his hand toward me. “I was just tellin’ our boy here that it was okay if he liked playing with the furry creatures. Ya know, that kinda stuff your friend Jeb was into. Nasty guy, that one. Shoulda’ shot him.”

  I ground my teeth together. “I am not—”

  “Hey, Hoss…” Willard started to pat my head and raised his brows. A knowing, sympathetic expression on his features. “…it’s absolutely okay if you’re into that kinda stuff. Jeb made it work for him and his family—well, they came to accept him just the way he was. We will accept you, Hoss.”