Merger

by Miles, Heather

  I lied naked and unhinged by this stunning man before me, his words still ever present in my mind as I gazed at him with heavy eyes. He thinks he’s falling in love with me and his body and cock were all mine. Could it be? Is it possible that the Adonis I’d been shattered by only a week ago could be ‘the one?’ I’d never believed in such frivolous romance and love at first site, but I had to admit as I looked at him standing in front of me, I wanted it all to be true. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to admit how far I’d fallen for him and I wasn’t keen on using the “L” word unless I really meant it, but in this moment I was fully prepared to give myself wholly to this Adonis. I was madly, crazy, and completely in love.

  “Come here.” I motioned him forward from his staring state. I wanted to feel his touch, his weight against my flesh. I wanted him in every possible way. He kneeled on the mattress, his weight eminent. I parted my legs and licked my lips, begging him onward, his warm body moving up mine and his face above mine.

  “Where’d you go?” I asked and licked at the part of his mouth softly.

  “I was just thinking how happy I am that you came home with me. I’m never going to let you go. You know that right?” He looked fully into my eyes, his powerful stare a trademark. The directness of his words had my heart ramping up again.

  “I don’t want you to let me go.” I said softly into his mouth and I meant every word.

  His eyes were potent with need and I could feel his erection at the edge of my sex. I wanted him so badly, I raised my hips to move him into me.

  “Oh, fuck.” His mouth collided into mine and his length was now full inside me. I gasped as he stretched me around his thickness, thrusting my core harder and harder. Our heated bodies slid against one another, the friction building between my legs, pushing me close to the edge.

  “Hold on, K.K.” Josh panted breathlessly into my ragged moaning mouth.

  “Baby, I don’t think I can hold back.”

  I could feel him as he drove into me, hitting my womb, a mixture of pain and pleasure and the most incredible sex I’ve ever had.

  “Concentrate on me baby. Look at me. You can hold back. I want you to go with me,” he begged while continuing to thrust into me. I arched my back, allowing him deeper access and it pushed us both over the top.

  “Come with me baby,” I heard his raspy voice say into my ear. Then in unison, our orgasms spilled over, leaving us breathless and spent. I sought his face with my hands, pulling his head up from my shoulder. I needed to see his eyes. I needed him to know I’m his.

  Chapter 22

  Joshua

  I could feel her heart beating against my chest and I was helpless to look into her blue eyes. She had captured my heart. It was an unexpected and scary place to be. I wasn’t falling in love with her; I was in love with her. When do you tell someone “I love you?”

  I pulled my face from her shoulder and our eyes met. She looked as beautiful as ever. I kissed her knowingly and she accepted with the same knowledge…it’s far past ‘like’ and it’s welcomed.

  “Hey beautiful,” I said smiling at her, her skin glistening and her blue eyes dazzling under my stare.

  “Hey beautiful,” she said back, then pecked at my bottom lip and I laughed at her levity. I rolled over onto my back pulling her body across my chest, with me still buried semi-erect inside her. She wrapped her arms under my back and clasped them onto my shoulders, her chin resting against my chest.

  “You’re so amazingly hot I think I’m going to combust.” I looked into her big blue eyes and she winked at me.

  “You? My heart’s about to jump out of my chest and I assure you it’s not just from the brain splitting orgasms you just worked out of me.” I smiled at her attempt to tell me her feelings, but I was dying to have her tell me she loved me. It was like a test of wills. Who would be the first to say it? I kissed her gently and thrusted my hips up to remind her that I was still planted cock deep into her. Her eyes closed and she moaned into my chest.

  “I wanted to take you out to dinner and show you a bit of the L.A. I like, but maybe I’ll keep you trapped in this bed and pull a few more of those brain splitting orgasms out of you.”

  “Did you bring me here under false pretense, mister?” She rose from my chest to straddle my hips. My semi-flaccid cock began to harden once again in her supple wet pussy.

  “Good God,” she yelled and put her warm hands on my stomach to brace herself.

  “What?” I laughed, knowing my thickened state had her withering around me. I gazed into her heavy lidded eyes as she started a steady glide over my length. “I think you like that big cock don’t you?”

  She stopped mid-thrust.

  “Joshua!” she exclaimed. I laughed at her shock and she rolled her eyes and shook her head.

  “As a matter of fact, I don’t like that big cock, I love it, but watch that dirty mouth of yours.” She almost pulled off of me and I reached to grab her hips when she pummeled me with her sex, burying me deep inside of her. It took my breath away and I grew impossibly hard inside her.

  “That feels incredible. I’m not going to hold out long if you keep that up.” I was talking to her, but she was lost in the rhythm of our bodies. I watched as her breasts moved up and down with the deepening warmth of her tight core. I grabbed her waist and moved my hips up to meet her blows against me. I nearly lost it as she takes me over and over.

  “Fucking hell, K.K. Look at me baby.” She dropped her head to meet my eyes, but continues riding me. I could feel her body tense and the swell of her chest as she closed in on her orgasm. I knew she was about to go over the edge and I wanted her with me. I pulled her down hard against my sensitive cock.

  “Josh.” She screams my name and I’m powerless against my need to give her everything. I feel the pulse of my cock as it releases every drop of cum into her…again.

  She was spent and I was left breathless. I slowed my breath and eased her onto her back. Her mouth curved up lazily at me and my heart swelled a little more.

  “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” I rolled over and moved to the edge of the bed.

  “Don’t go,” she said and I reached out to touch her cheek.

  “Never. I’m just going to run us a bath. I’ll be right back.” She sighed with relief and I knew then that being apart, if it ever happened, would kill us both.

  I filled the bathtub with hot water, grabbing two towels and shampoo. I’d never been much of a bath man, but I can’t think of anything I’d rather do than bathe and hold the incredible woman that’s taken my heart. I walked into the bedroom and found her with her eyes closed. I knew she was drained, but I scooped her up from the mess of blankets beneath her and walked us both into the bathroom.

  “Thank you,” she murmured into my neck.

  “For what baby?” I asked.

  “For taking such good care of me.”

  “Baby, I plan on taking care of you like this for the rest of my days.” She nestled her head into me and I think I’m going to melt onto the tile floor. Mine.

  I stepped into the bathtub with her still in my arms and lowered us into the warm water.

  “Ah, this feels great,” she said and I agreed with a nod of my head, maneuvering her between my legs with her back against my chest. I feel her body relax and moved my arms around her waist to simply hold her.

  I washed her hair and lathered her body up. She seemed so delicate in my hands and I took special care to clean myself from her sex. She pooled against me and I turned her head to gain access to her mouth. She moaned into my kiss and I could feel myself harden against her back.

  “Oh my God, baby. You’ve got to get out of this tub or I’m going to take you again.” She turned around in the water, sitting on her knees, giving me her full attention.

  “I’ll get out, but know I’d relish the idea of being taken by you.” She moved her arms around my sides and put her hands palm down against the tub. She glided her wet body up against me and kissed me deep. My heart wa
s gaining speed as I pulled her closer. Then she pulled back onto her knees, breaking our kiss and moved her hand across my semi-erect cock before stepping out onto the bath mat. She turned back to me and with a wicked grin and winked.

  “Oh, you’re going to pay for that,” I said, throwing my head back in pure angst.

  “Oh, I’m counting on it.” She grabbed her towel and walked out, leaving me hard and heavy balled to finish my bath.

  “Ugh,” I said as loudly as possible.

  “I heard that,” she replied from the bedroom.

  “You were meant to.” I laughed.

  I finished up in the tub and walked out into the bedroom, my towel wrapped around my waist. K.K. was sitting on the bed with her back to me, swathing herself in fragrant lotion from head-to-toe. I watched her work the lotion over her lean legs and then her stomach, making sure to coat every inch.

  “I can feel you, you know,” she said.

  I walked to the bed and stood before her supple moist body. “What do you mean you can feel me?” I questioned.

  “I can sense you, it’s weird. There’s something magnetic about you and me. I can’t really explain it.” She looked into my eyes and I wanted to jump to her rescue. Her voice was soft as she spoke and I could sense the idea of me having this kind of power over her was scary. I understood completely.

  “Look at me, baby. It’s okay.” I kneeled down between her legs and moved close to her sweet-scented body. “I know this is a whole new thing for you. I’ve never been here either, but it’s the most incredible thing that’s ever happened to me.” I wrapped my hand around the nape of her neck and pulled her face within inches of mine. “You are the most incredible thing that’s ever happened to me. I promise you this, I will never take this for granted and I’ll always try to do the right thing by you. Don’t ever hold out on me and don’t ever quit telling me how you feel.” I pulled her into a kiss and I could feel her lighten.

  “Now, get that beautiful ass dressed.” I kissed her forehead and walked back to the bathroom. She followed me in, set her lotion on the counter, and grabbed her toothbrush. I watched intently as she lathered and scrubbed her teeth into submission. I didn’t intend to be such a voyeur, but couldn’t help watch as she went about her morning routine comfortably and methodically. She spit in the sink, rinsed it behind her and leaned down to my thighs, lifted my towel to her face and dried off her mouth, shocking me out of my love-drunk stupor of her. Just the close proximity of her mouth had my stomach jumping and when she pulled her mouth from the towel, I felt breathless. Holly hell, I needed to get a grip on myself. Talk about sensing someone’s presence. If she was within a foot of me, I was hard as a rock and straining for release.

  She walked out of the bathroom, into the bedroom and knelt down to open her suitcase. I’d brought them in last night before we went to bed and she’d insisted that I leave them on the wall next to the closet and not it the closet. She was a consummate organizer and I knew if she’d been anywhere else, she’d have unpacked upon arrival. It was a clear sign that she was ready to be here, but she was still nervous to grab for the hangers. She was now rummaging through her things. I watched intently as she sought out her panties and matching bra: black lace and the tiniest of G-strings that would barely hide the small patch of hair that nestled between the “v” of her thighs. Halleluiah! There is a God!

  “Why don’t you go ahead and hang up your things in my closet, there’s plenty of room.” She looked at me from the floor, excited and apprehensive. Giving in was always hard for my girl. “Okay,” she relied.

  I walked into the closet to find her unpacking her clothes and hanging everything up. Everything was neatly assembled, and her shoes were lined up opposite of mine. My heart jumped a beat and I can’t remember every remotely feeling so happy about anything. The idea of a woman invading my space was so foreign only a few weeks ago and now I was all but hijacking K.K. to stay forever. God, I was so in love with this woman.

  “I hope I didn’t take up to much space.” She wrapped her hands around my waist, her chin resting against my shoulder.

  “Not at all, as a matter of fact, let’s have the rest of your stuff shipped tomorrow.”

  “Funny,” she said gripping me tighter, then biting softly down on my shoulder. I spun quickly to chase her mouth.

  “You are wicked.” I kissed her hard and pulled her tight to my chest. “I’m going to have to find another use for that mouth of yours.

  I finished getting dressed, slipping on my favorite dark Levi’s and a polo with Prada loafers. I left her blow-drying her hair in the bathroom, and walked into the living room. I turned on the stereo, hit my playlist, and waited as The Reckoning played Keep Your Eyes Open. It was a perfect song for a perfect moment. The sun was starting to go down over the Pacific Ocean, the girl of my dreams was in my bathroom, and my professional life never better.

  I walked over to the overstuffed, monogramed dog bed and stroked the back of my curled up baby girl. She uncurled and rolled onto her back allowing me easy access to her belly. I stroked her tummy and gave her a tap on the head. I stood and turned as K.K. moved smoothly across the room.

  “Stunning,” I said, my eyes roaming her fully,

  “Thank you,” she replied.

  She had on a pair of dark skinny jeans a black tank top and a black-netted top that was completely see through and hung loosely over one of her shoulders. She had on small pointed toe pumps and her hair was pulled up messily on top of her head with strands falling our around her face and neck. She reeked of femininity and confidence.

  “You’ve got to change,” I said leaning against the glass window, staring at her. She stopped in mid-stride.

  “Why?”

  “You’re too fucking hot for your own good and I can’t chance having another man ogle you.” I was half-serious and half-not.

  “You are kidding right?” She walked up to me. She smelled as good as she looked.

  “You’re beautifully painful to look at, you know this right?”

  “Stop Josh. You’re making me blush and I will not change my clothes.” She smoothed her shirt.

  “I was half-joking, but I don’t know what will happen if someone looks even a second too long at you.” My gaze was heavy on her.

  “I guess we’ll have to take our chances won’t we?”

  “I guess we will, lady.” She reached down and gave Daisy some loving strokes to her back. “She’s a pretty little thing isn’t she?” she said. I looked down at the woman of my dreams and wanted to burst with pure joy. In my house, in my life, in my heart. I reached down and pulled her into me.

  “Yes, now I have two hot bitches to worry about.”

  “Joshua.” She pulled back and wacked me against the arm. “You better take that back or I’m going to go find the smallest dress in my wardrobe and then you’ll really have something to be worried about.”

  “A) You’re not a bitch Kasey, and B) don’t even think about it or you’ll be quarantined to this house. I’m sorry, baby, it was a joke.” She pulled my belt loop drawing me into her.

  “Apology accepted.” Her small heels gave her a better advantage to my mouth, but I still had to dip slightly to reach her. I kissed her gently not wanting to mess up her beautifully painted lips.

  “Let’s go.” I grabbed her hand and we walked out to the garage. “What’s it to be?”

  Chapter 23

  Kasey

  “You’re letting me pick the car?” I asked, bewildered and excited at the choice. He shrugged reluctantly and shook his head knowing he’d just given up some form of power. I liked that he’d deferred to me. I looked over each of the cars methodically. He drove the Audi like a bat out of hell and I assumed the Ferrari would suffer the same abuse under his heavily charged testosterone.

  “BMW.”

  “I could have guessed that. I don’t know why I even asked.” He grabbed the keys from the key rack by the garage door. “Let’s hit it then.” I smiled with relief th
at I wasn’t going to have to fear for my life on the Pacific Coast Highway. It was famous for its view and at least this way, I’d actually get to see some of it without it flashing by.

  “Not happy with my choice?” I asked as we pulled out of the driveway.

  “Not at all, I knew my driving made you a bit nervous, so I guessed that you’d go for luxury over speed. I was right.”

  “Oh, I’m sure this car gets the same abuse. Once a lead foot, always a lead foot.” He grabbed my thigh tightly causing me to squeal out. “Oh good god, stop or I’ll piss all over this beautiful leather seat.” He released my thigh and we drove into the city hand-in-hand. I couldn’t ever remember feeling so content.

  We didn’t have to drive far to get to the restaurant, which sat above the beach lined Pacific in Malibu. Restaurant Nikita was a looking glass to the ocean. Swank and bustling with pretty people. It had Mediterranean fare and smelled divine upon entering. We were greeted by a petite knockout Asian girl.

  “Good evening, Mr. Crawford.” She beamed with delight at the sight of Josh. He had a way of knocking women off their feet, and the stunned beauty before me was no less affected.

  “Good evening, Tia. I think we’ll have a drink on the patio and then my usual table please.” Josh was obviously a regular and as I looked around at the open plan of the restaurant and the spectacular view of the ocean, I could see why.

  “Certainly, Mr. Crawford. You can go on out to the patio. Jeremy is working the bar this evening and we’ll have your table ready when you request to be seated.” She smiled and rolled her petite arm out in as a guide to the direction of the outdoor patio. Josh grabbed my hand and we walked through the restaurant to the patio.

  We bellied up to the bar, ordered two glasses of wine, and walked over to some empty chairs that lined the outer patio with spectacular views of the beach and ocean.

  “Nice view,” I said looking out across the vast ocean as the last signs of the sun were descending and night was setting in.