She grinned, a half-lidded look of lust filling her eyes. Her lips were plump from her teeth, pink and ready for me to claim. I ached to drag her flush against me and show her just how much the thought of her teasing me turned me on.
“When you walk past me, you’d cop a feel, test just how hard you’ve made me with your torture. You’d linger a bit, enjoying knowing that you were able to get me so hard without even touching me. Maybe give my cock a good stroke, squeezing the end just so you can tease me some more. But when I reached for you, you’d skirt away from me. You like it when I chase you.”
“Hmm, I do,” she confessed.
The lust soaked into her voice and made it hard for me not to reach for her, or reach for myself. I glanced at the lanai to make sure Kiki and Ginny were wrapped up in their own conversation. Then I leaned in to Ada.
“Then it’d be my turn. I wouldn’t rush because I know you’d let me catch you. I’d make sure you could hear me coming after you and strip out of my clothes on the search, even though I’d know you were hiding in my bed. You like being in my bed.”
She groaned as her eyes fluttered closed.
“When I found you on my bed, I’d stroke my hard cock, getting ready to fill you up. You’ll watch me, memorizing how I like to be touched so you know you get it right. I’ll kick my door shut so you can’t get away again, then move toward the bed.”
Her hand slid between us and cupped my balls. I saw fucking stars and had to grind my teeth together to keep from spilling in her hot little hand.
“What else would you do?” she whispered, dragging a nail up the bottom of my dick.
I swallowed hard and took a big step back. “Lunch is ready. We need to eat.”
She protested with a squeak, but I ignored her. I wasn’t going to be able to wait to have her, but I could fire one off in the shower after she was gone.
“You’re fucking kidding me, right?”
I shook my head and glanced over my shoulder at her. “Nope. It’s ready. Aren’t you hungry?”
“Starving, but I couldn’t care less about food.”
“What do you want, Ada?” I asked, moving back into her space so fast she sucked in a shocked breath.
“You,” she whispered, her eyelids fluttering closed. “Fuck me, Kapena. I need you.”
I bent over her and nuzzled against her neck. I slid my tongue up her throat and flicked at her earlobe. She groaned and I nearly lost it. “Come over tonight,” I whispered, letting my stubbled chin rub against her sensitive skin.
“Yes.”
I moved away just as quickly, and she almost fell over. I grabbed plates and carried two outside to Ginny and Kiki before returning to get my own. Ada was still pressed to the counter, her breasts rising and falling rapidly with her breath.
“You okay?”
“Yes,” she growled.
“Good. Because when I’m done with you, you’re going to need that counter to stand.”
I grabbed my food and left her in the kitchen to figure out exactly what I meant by that.
The possibilities were too much fun.
We ate lunch and before I knew it, I was alone in my house. I dragged my board outside and made a push to finish it so I could test it out before I jumped into Ginny’s board.
When I got to a stopping point, I ran to the hardware store to get supplies for a second board. I stashed it all in my spare room and waited. I knew Ada would be back. I just didn’t know when.
I took a late afternoon swim and left the water throbbing hard in anticipation. Darkness was falling quickly, and that meant she wasn’t far away. After a quick shower, and a solo mission that left me feeling far from satisfied, I settled in to wait for her.
A tentative knock on my door around nine had me ready to leap over the couch and drag her inside. I calmed myself, remembering what she said.
She liked it when I chased her.
I moved to the door quietly and waited until she knocked again to lazily pull the barrier between us back.
I nearly swallowed my tongue when I saw the miniature dress she poured herself into. Those delectable tits of hers spilled from the top, her glowing skin interrupted by yellow fabric my hand twitched to tear from her body. I slid my gaze down the yellow clad woman to her curvy thighs on display beneath the too short skirt that was my favorite thing in the world.
Ada wasn’t a woman who dressed to draw attention. She was usually buttoned up and well covered. Even her bathing suit was modest compared to the rest of Hawaii. But that yellow dress was sin in fabric form.
“Holy fuck,” I murmured as she pushed her way inside, rubbing her tits against my arm.
“I couldn’t get a date for tonight so I figured I’d see if you were up for some fun.”
I blanched but quickly realized this was part of her game. Act like she was only there because she had nothing better to do.
I shrugged. “What kind of fun? I’m kinda tired.”
She moved toward me and shoved the still open door closed. She let her breasts graze my chest and looked up at me from under endless charcoal lashes. “The kind you do behind closed doors.”
I tugged my lip into my mouth to try to keep from devouring her right there. She wanted to be chased. And she wanted to chase me. Neither of us was supposed to make this easy.
I wasn’t sure I was strong enough to resist her.
“I’m just a stupid surfer. You might have to be more specific with me.”
Her eyes flared at my words, but she didn’t contradict them. It stung, more than it should, that she didn’t tell me I wasn’t stupid, but that wasn’t why she was there. She was there to tell me how good it felt when I licked her pussy from one end to the other.
“I want you to fuck me, Kapena.” She stepped forward, punctuating each word with a shuffle that left her plastered against me.
I snagged her around the waist before she could turn and sealed my lips to hers. It wasn’t gentle and it wasn’t kind. It wasn’t the kind of kiss that she deserved, but the way she dug her nails into my shoulders said it was exactly the kind of kiss she wanted.
I thrust my tongue deep into her mouth, filling her and leaving no room for her to control the kiss. My hands dipped to her ass, teasing the seam of her cheeks through the thin dress.
I groaned and trailed my fingers up and around her ass cheeks. I pulled back just enough to catch her eye. “No panties?”
She shook her head slowly and spun when I was distracted.
And took off for my room.
I flipped the lock on the front door and stomped down the hall, knowing she’d hear me. Just like she wanted. My room was dark, almost pitch black, but I could make out that yellow scrap of fabric on my bed. The woman I ached for was still wearing the dress, but knowing there wasn’t anything beneath it had me ready to divest her of that one tiny thing that was getting in my way.
I walked in and kicked the door closed, plunging the room into total darkness. The moon wasn’t out yet, and my quiet street didn’t have streetlights. I could hear her rapid breathing and smiled. She was just as turned on as I was.
“I can’t see you,” she whispered.
“Why do you need to?”
Her breath hitched just enough to tell me she didn’t want to admit what was going through her head.
I turned on the lamp on my nightstand and drank in the sight of her. She was stretched out on my bed, her knees together and her feet to the side. She was leaning back on my pillows, supported by her elbows. Her gaze followed me, dropping to my shorts every few seconds.
I tugged my shirt over my head, tossing it aside. She licked her lips, eyes locked on my abs. I’d never worked hard on my body, but surfing was good for all sorts of muscles. I’d never been more glad for that than at that moment.
I drew my shorts and briefs down in one movement. Her breath hitched again, her gaze locked on my cock. The fucker jumped, ready to dive into the woman ready and waiting in my bed, but he had to wait. I had a lot of wor
k to do before he had any fun.
She reached for me as I moved closer to her. That delicate hand of hers wrapped around my cock. My hips jerked at her light touch, then again at the strong stroke. She jerked me back and forth, her perfect hand sliding over my cock and having me ready to go within seconds.
I tugged her hand away with a groan and leaned over her to kiss her. I needed to get some control back.
She stretched out beneath me, giving me space to cover her with my body. My cock eased up the inside of her thigh as her skirt rode up then settled between her warm thighs. She parted her legs so I could slide my cock against her wet center.
I rocked into her, capturing her hands and drawing them over her head as me moved together. She held on to me and pressed her body against mine.
I don’t know how long we laid there, making out like teenagers, but I never wanted to move.
She squirmed beneath me, fighting me, and I rose, jumping off the bed to stop her struggling. She stared at me, her eyes full of desire and need. “Why did you get up?”
“Was I hurting you?”
She shook her head. “I wanted you inside me.”
I laughed. “Not yet, beautiful. You haven’t come for me.”
“I want to come when you’re inside me.”
“We’ll get to that, too.” I knelt at her feet, pressing her thighs wide so I could look at her. She shaved. Her sweet flesh slick and smooth. “Did you do that for me?”
She shook her head. “I wanted to try it. Do you like it?”
I licked my lips and looked at her again. “I like you however you want to be. Don’t think this is the only way I’ll taste you because as long as I get to taste you, I’m happy.”
She smiled and held my gaze as I lowered my lips to her skin.
She was hot against my lips. The smooth flesh slid easily under my tongue. I tasted all of her, enjoying the work she did for me.
It didn’t matter if she admitted it or not. We both knew she did it for me.
I circled her slit with my tongue and smiled when she groaned and tried to move herself into my path. I kept going, ignoring her protests. I flicked over her clit on my travels, but I didn’t stay long enough for her to enjoy it, just circling and torturing her.
She fisted her dress and tugged it higher. I watched as the lower edges of her breasts came into view, only to be blocked again when she dropped the fabric. I spun my tongue around her entrance, and she gasped, lifting her dress again.
“Oh, God,” she moaned. “Yes.”
I speared my tongue into her on my next pass and her hips jerked off the bed. My nose was dangerously close to her clit, and she took full advantage, trying to move into position again. I held her hips in place and fucked her with my tongue, twisting and spearing into her until she got in on it and humped my face.
“Yes. Oh, God. Kapena. Yes. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I spread her cheeks and ran a finger down her back seam, circling the hole there, and she clamped down hard on my tongue, screaming her first orgasm out with a hoarse cry.
Before she had a chance to fully recover, I moved my tongue up to her clit and used just the tip to tease it. With her first thrust, I slammed a finger into her, meeting her stroke. She erupted immediately, going still then thrashing wildly on my bed as her orgasm took over.
I wanted to draw out her last one, to let her feel it everywhere. To make sure the only name she was thinking of was mine.
I stood and wiped my face with the back of my hand. “I need a drink. Do you want anything?”
Her eyes went wide, and she sputtered nonsense.
“No? Okay. Give me a few minutes.”
I walked out of my room buck naked and headed for the kitchen. I grinned as I opened the fridge and poured myself a glass of water and leaned against the counter, drinking it slowly.
When she didn’t appear, I poured myself another glass, adding ice to the second one.
I’d just closed the fridge when I heard her stomping toward me.
“What are you doing?” she demanded.
I held up the glass. “Told you. I’m thirsty.”
“And you just left me there?”
She was screeching. I had to work to hold back my laugh, but she played right into my plan.
“I told you I was coming back.”
“When? After you drank the ocean?”
I shook my head and sipped my water, holding an ice cube on my tongue. I slid it underneath and moved toward her. “I was thirsty. Why don’t you sit up here and wait with me while I finish my water?”
Without waiting for her response, I lifted her onto the counter. She made a move to get down, but I stepped between her thighs and she stopped.
Her eyes dilated as she realized what was happening.
I reached down and wrapped my hand around my shaft, giving it a long stroke.
Her eyes bulged and she scooted to the edge of the counter. The movement spread her thighs apart, exactly how I wanted them.
“Take your dress off for me.”
“Here?” she squeaked. “What if someone sees me?”
I shook my head. “Can’t see you from outside. The lanai is covered enough that it blocks the view unless you come up to the house.”
She nibbled her lip and looked at the door. Her gaze slid back to my cock, still fisted in my hand. I stroked again, and she shifted to drag the dress out from under her ass. She wiggled until it came free, then drew it up and over her head.
God, she was beautiful.
“I think I’m a little hungry, too. Since we’re in the kitchen, I’m going to get a snack. Is that okay with you?”
She nodded slowly and spread her legs.
I kneeled on the floor, ignoring the bite of the tile on my knees. I let go of my cock and put my hands to better use on Ada.
The ice in my mouth melted, but only just barely. She jumped when I swiped my cold tongue over her pussy.
“Cold!”
“Hot,” I murmured against her thigh.
I pressed my tongue flat against her sex and used the tip to explore as I traveled all over her. She squirmed and wriggled and moaned and gasped. She dug her fingers into my hair and forced me deep into her.
When she whimpered, I cupped her ass and yanked her to the very edge of the counter, sucking hard on her clit. She exploded instantly, her whole body shaking with the effort.
As she started to come back down, I stood, dragging my tongue up her body. I tongued her belly button, which made her sigh happily. I nipped the underside of her breasts and she yelped. I circled each nipple with my tongue and she moaned and begged for more. When I finally reached her mouth and pressed my tongue deep inside, I knew I’d never get enough of the woman who let me eat her out on my kitchen counter without a second thought.
I rolled on a condom and slid home as I kissed her. She held tight to me, sighing as my long, slow strokes built the need I’d been fighting off to nuclear levels.
It was sex, and it was on my kitchen counter. It should have just been a fuck. But when I pulled back to look at her, there was no denying that what we were doing was so much more than just sex.
She held my head in place and stared into my eyes as we moved together. My orgasm crawled up my throat and lodged itself somewhere near my heart. When we came together seconds later, my heart splattered right alongside my seed.
Everything I had was hers.
Chapter Sixteen
After she came, Ada’s eyes slid closed. I used the opportunity to memorize everything about the way she looked. From the relaxed way her lips curled up in a grin to the exhilarated flush of her skin. I could stay in that moment forever and never get tired of it.
Long before I was ready to move, she wriggled off the counter and disappeared into the hallway toward the bathroom.
I trashed the condom while she was gone and waited for her to come back. I smiled when I looked at the counter knowing I’d never be able to walk in my kitchen without get
ting hard again.
She padded into the living room softly. I looked up when she didn’t join me in the kitchen and found her pulling her dress over her head.
“I should go,” she said without meeting my eyes.
“You don’t have to.”
She finally looked up at me and flashed me a smile that was part sated woman and part disinterest. It fucking hurt.
“I should. We both know this is just sex, and that means no overnights.”
“You stayed the first time.”
“And we’ve had this argument before. Good night.”
She moved toward the door and all I knew was I couldn’t let her walk out without knowing if she was ever coming back.
“Wait,” I said as her hand landed on the doorknob.
She looked back over her shoulder after a long moment, eyes raised in question.
“Come back tomorrow night.”
She smiled. “What if I have plans?”
“You do. With me. You can’t tell me some guy you pick up in a bar, or at a wedding, can make you come the way I can, Ada.”
“So this is all about orgasms?” she asked.
I held her gaze for a second then nodded. “That’s what we said. Just sex. Between two available people who happen to enjoy each other’s company.”
Her eyes made a lazy tour of my naked body and lit up. “It’s not just your company I enjoy, Kapena.”
Just that fast, I was hard and ready to go again. And she was ready to walk out the door. “Come back tomorrow.”
Finally, she nodded. Then turned the knob and disappeared into the night.
But she was coming back.
Ada and I fell into a routine over the next week. I spent the day on the water giving surf lessons and the night buried between her luscious thighs.
She never stayed the night. She brought dinner a few times, and dessert once, but usually she showed up after dark, had a few orgasm, blew me away with sex, and left.
I told myself it worked for me.
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