A Beautiful Kind of Hope (A Beautiful Kind of Series Book 1)

by Cathy Johns

  My stimulation is climbing to a fevered pitch as he is arousing me like he has a map to my body and knows exactly how to pleasure me. I watch in bewilderment as he kisses his way down my stomach and turns my belly button into an erogenous zone. I knew he would ruin me for any other man who would come my way and I’m already jealous of his tongue since it does things to me that my mind can’t catch up to and the teasing…

  Fuck.

  I can’t stand the teasing anymore, they get more intense as Taylor begins to kiss his way down the fronts of my legs, my curvy hips, my inner thighs as he nips on the sensitive skin where I know he had left a mark when he sucked me hard before soothing the aches with this glorious tongue… his mouth and lips reach to every place that I can think of especially my incredibly sweet aroused pussy.

  He positions himself between my legs, his mouth inches from where I want it to be as I grab the sheets and thrust my hips forward trying to get as close to him as I can so he can swipe that sinful tongue of his on me. His hot breath blows on my parted lips, the moistness of my inner flesh evident on my folds as his mouth starts to make love to my sweet, dripping core. His incredible tongue licks my clit making me cry with pleasure as his middle finger thrusts its way into my wetness before driving me to the edge of orgasm, climbing me a notch higher as Taylor plays with my body like a fine-tuned instrument. It becomes his main objective and I find myself mumbling incoherently.

  “Oh, yes, baby… holy shit… don’t stop… yeah.”

  His rumbles are something that makes it feel like some sort of vibration on my clit and I almost come as I tug on my nipples hard, rolling the hard peaks between my fingers as I throw my head back on the pillow and allow myself to feel his tongue and finger work miracles on and in me.

  “How badly do you need me?” His questions bring me back to the now even when my body doesn’t comply with the now.

  Before I can answer, he swipes his tongue between my slick folds capturing my clit in his mouth. I need him more than I need my next breath.

  I open my closed eyes so I can look at him but I can tell that all this time I had my eyes closed he had his on mine and I bite my lip and I wonder if he knows how sexy he looks when he’s between my legs, his hair in a mess, his brown eyes are now darker and full of lust as they gaze at me and I watch him spread my legs wider and I feel his fingers part my inner lips as he pulls back the hood exposing my engorged clit and he licks the tip of it making me shudder.

  My moans are louder this time when he sucks on my clit, back then I used to think something was wrong with me when I was in high school, having a clit that wasn’t the normal size as my school mates but now… damn, I’m thankful for the size since it’s driving me insane and I can’t help myself but push myself forward towards Taylor’s sweet mouth as he sucks me all in and all thoughts evaporate when he sucks me hard then gently, swirling his tongue and his finger thrusting inside me…

  “Don’t stop” I yell. God, I’m on the verge of coming and this will be so different than the many times he has made me come. I feel myself climbing, whimpering along the way as my legs tremble, giving way to the storm that is about to wreck me apart in tiny pieces, I have no idea how I’ll be able to recollect as he takes me there, climbing the hill with me as I fall so hard, my orgasm tearing me apart and I scream his name, shuddering in his arms as his mouth takes me over the edge with every lick and suck before holding still as he waits for me to come from my sweet high.

  When I open my eyes, I find him smiling at me. “You look so beautiful when you come undone.” He breathes and I want to hide my face but my body can’t let me. His words are my undoing.

  He makes me feel special, I want, no scratch that. I need him. I need Taylor. I want to belong to him. I want to get lost in his eyes and see that he’ll take care of me, that he won’t hurt me even when I’ve heard stories of how painful it is the first time.

  “I need you.” I murmur and I see the smile in his eyes.

  He leans in and supports his body with his elbows on the bed, his mouth searching mine as he kisses me softly, letting me taste myself on his lips before whispering in my ear, “I want you to be sure baby, because there’s no going back once I’m all inside you.” His breath against my neck makes me shiver.

  “Please” I beg.

  “Are you sure?” He asks this time his eyes are on mine, his dick poking on my entrance.

  I let him see the answer in my eyes when I search his. “I know you’ll make this one hell of a ride” I murmur before he slams his lips on mine as he drives himself home slowly, breaking my hymen on his way and I feel the pain radiate throughout my body but he doesn’t let me linger on it when he feels my body tense because he kisses me, before leaving my mouth and searching for my nipple where he sucks lightly on the hard peak, swirling his tongue and before I know it, I’m pushing my hips up towards him, wanting more and he takes the cue and slowly pulls out all the way to the tip of his head and then thrusting slowly inside me.

  “Baby, you feel so good and so tight… I’m not sure I’ll be able to last for long.” He says between his thrusting and moaning.

  I never knew such a sound coming from him when he’s inside me would turn me on.

  My hands grab his ass and pull him to me as we fall into a rhythm, a solitary unit of zealous expression. I’ve never felt anything so good like the way Taylor is making me feel. I’m riding high as my orgasm threatens to make a quick appearance again making me shut my eyes tight, my head thrown back on the pillow and I just let go, feeling all that his dick is doing to me as it grazes my inner walls as he finds that sensitive spot inside me. I’m flying so high and my orgasm hits me so hard, my fingers rake on his ass as I let him crash his weight on me before his body goes all tense his orgasm coming seconds after mine and we get lost in a world only the two of us can understand as my pussy clenches around his cock, milking him dry, my wetness coating around him.

  He holds me in his arms until we come down from our high before he falls to his side and pulls me into his arms and snuggles me beside him before drifting off into a peaceful slumber with one thought in mind.

  I’m his and he’s mine.

  Taylor

  I wake up to a warm body curled up next to me, her beautiful round ass pressed against my already hard dick, her soft snores fill the room as I trace her beautiful mocha skin with the tip of my index finger. Her skin is soft like nothing I’ve ever felt before and this surprises me given that I’ve touched her skin but every time it feels different. Her long, black curly hair is sprayed on my arm and part of it on my pillow where she’s resting her head. She looks so beautiful like an angel dropped from heaven and straight into my arms.

  “My angel” I whisper to myself.

  I think of what it has taken me to have my heart feel like it’s over the moon, my body feels alive and my cock… damn, I never thought such feelings existed before.

  My ex-girlfriend Leah was just a woman I knew was trouble, no comparison to what I feel now with Hope. She had her life focused but there were things she kept from me. She insisted on making me a better man.

  “Better man” I snort.

  What kind of a better man would she have turned me into? I was already a miserable man even after five months together which felt like five years to me. She was not a virgin but she behaved like one when I met her and all the time sex was as per her schedule, when she felt like it; with the lights turned off and no foreplay, not a single day for those five months that we were together did I ever see Leah naked.

  And now, I look at the beauty that lies next to me, pushing her naked body next to me as she presses her ass on my dick murmuring something that I can’t make out. The evidence of her innocence on my cock and I feel like I can stand tall on a mountain peak and beat on my chest like some wild beast and let the whole world know what I’ve done. I’ve claimed her in all manner of ways and today, I just took that sweet purity of hers and made her mine.

  She’s all mine.


  I tug on her hair lightly as I push the stray strands off her cheek and lean in to press a kiss on her shoulder, my other hand wrapping around her torso cupping one of her breasts.

  “Hmm” she hums.

  “I need to feed you baby” I whisper to her ear.

  I had my way with her and every thought about our lunch together went out the window the minute she walked into my office, her floral white dress hugging every striking curve on her body. I’ve never had a woman twist me in the right places in such a short time like the way Hope has done to me. Everything in me screams to take it slow with her but when I’m around her, everything is so intense. My stupid head wants to rush things but I will have to teach myself how to go slow when it comes to her. I’ve already rushed her into leaving her work and coming to work beside me. I want to make this right, make it right for her, know her better, see her grow as she spreads her wings and if time allows and she allows me, I’ll never leave her side.

  “What time is it?” she asks, turning her face so she can look at me as she rubs her eyes.

  I find myself smiling because I want to have as many moments like this one with her. To have to watch her sleep next to me.

  Damn, how many times can a man like me call himself lucky? I’ve always wanted someone who is open-minded and Hope is one of them. She’s not afraid to say whatever she’s feeling. A virgin- I still can’t believe that part even when the evidence is all over my cock and on the white cotton sheets.

  “Time for me to feed you” I say, leaning in so I can kiss the tip of her nose before brushing my nose against hers.

  She lays on her side so she’s facing me as she cups one hand on my cheek, her thumb grazing on my stubble as a small smile appears on one side of her lips.

  “What do you want to feed me?” she asks as her eyes trail down my body and land on my cock, a grin spreads on her face making me laugh. Fuck, she’s not talking about food.

  “Baby, you are sore” I say, lifting her chin with my finger so we’re gazing at each other.

  “So?” I watch her for a few seconds getting lost in her eyes and there’s no way I’m denying her what she wants from me.

  “What do you want?” I ask.

  She pushes on my chest so I’m lying on my back as she pulls herself up and straddles my body, her knees on either side of my thighs as her hand reaches between us to grab my hard shaft, palming it gently before wrapping it around her small hand.

  “Fuck” I hiss out. Her hand wrapped around my dick makes my whole body come alive, the heat spreading all over my body as my eyes search for hers. This is the first time she’s holding my dick in her hands. I’ve been the one doing the foreplay role on her, making her scream my name until she can’t come again and here I am, feeling helpless and excited at the same time, but her touch isn’t like anything I’ve ever experienced before.

  “I want you” Hope says, her other hand seeking my balls as she slowly jerks me off, squeezing me as she adds a little pressure on her hold around my cock and I moan, pushing myself against her hand.

  “I’m all yours baby.” I tease her, cupping her ass cheeks with my hands and squeezing gently, before releasing one hand and brushing a finger against her clit, rubbing on it slowly as I watch her head fall back, her lips slightly open as she rotates her hips mirroring the rhythm I’ve created.

  She thrusts on my finger harder, the room is full of our moans, murmuring words that both of us can’t seem to understand before I trail a finger between her folds and dipping into her opening.

  She’s soaking wet.

  “Taylor…” my name comes out as a plea on her mouth, pushing herself against my finger and I pull her towards me so our faces are inches from each other. I brush my lips against hers before kissing her like my goddamn life depends on it in order to take her to the edge as I finger fuck her fast, grazing my finger on her inner walls and pressing my thumb on her, rubbing her sensitive engorged clit. The size of her clit is impeccable, a man like me can get used to it, swirling my tongue on it as I watch her detonate in a thousand pieces.

  “Baby…” that’s the only word that comes out of her mouth as I thrust my finger inside her a few times and she comes undone, trembling in my hand as her wetness coats me.

  I let her come down from her high, her hand still wrapped around my cock as I kiss her again and again.

  “I’ve never done this before,” she says after breaking our kiss. “I hope I can make this memorable for you.” She adds.

  “Baby, you have no idea how memorable it already is for me” I tell her.

  She nods her head as she lifts herself up so she can guide my dick to her opening, she winces as she takes me inch by inch taking me home and it feels heavenly if heaven feels anything like this. I close my eyes in order to fight the urge to come as her heat makes it unbearable for me to hold myself together my dick buried so deep inside Hope’s pussy. I want to make this last.

  She pulls herself up almost to the tip of my head before taking me all in. I don’t know how she has managed to do that especially with my size but it damn sure feels so fucking good being inside her, her wetness coating my shaft as she starts to move, up and down, rotating her hips and I place my hands on her waist to steady her, making it easy for her to ride me, her beautiful round full breasts bouncing up and down with every movement and I find myself paying attention to them, before pulling myself up to a sitting position.

  “Wrap your legs around me” I whisper in her ear before launching my salivating mouth on one hard nipple as I take the other one between my fingers and roll it, pinching lightly as I suck hard on the one in my mouth before nipping on it making her grind on my shaft, her clit rubbing on my groin as her inner muscles tighten around my dick as she moans before she starts trembling and arching her back, pushing her nipple further into my mouth and I watch her come, screaming my name, her fingers digging into my bare back as I thrust deeper into her before joining her, chasing after her climax as my orgasm hits me hard, and I groan loudly emptying myself inside her.

  I hold her in my arms trying to catch our breath as we both calm down from our high. I carry her to the bathroom where I open the shower cubicle and turn on the shower and walk us inside and start cleaning us making a mental note of keeping her body wash and shampoo in both my bathrooms at home and here in the office.

  Today has been a wonderful day, my woman just gave herself to me. Withholding nothing. Who would have thought life would be this good to me? It’s not about money or my title, it’s all about what has been missing in my life.

  Hope has been my missing puzzle.

  Hope

  “I want you to go somewhere with me the day after tomorrow” Taylor says once we get into his car so he can take me home.

  This has been a superb day for me even when my pussy is all sore in all the right places. His size… that’s something I can’t compare to another since this is the first time I’ve had a man between my legs in an intimate way and I’m wondering how I took him all in and I’m sure I won’t be able to walk normally for a few days and here he is, asking me to accompany him somewhere in less than two days.

  “Does this have anything to do with me wearing some sort of boots?” I arch a brow at him.

  “Sort of” he chuckles. “But this time, you’ll be in my arms the whole time.” He says.

  I tap on my chin pretending to think about it. “You know I’m still sore” The words leave my mouth before I can stop myself.

  “That I know.” He says turning to look at me. “Now that I’ve had you I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop myself from wanting more of you Hope. You’re mine now, more than you were before.” He adds before leaning in so he can kiss me. “All mine” He murmurs against my lips.

  Lucky! That’s an understatement. Blessed should be the word when it comes to this man who can have any other woman but still insists on calling me his.

  “Really?”

  “Do we have a date on Wednesday?” he asks instead of an
swering me.

  “Yes,” I answer. “Where will you be taking me?” I ask, curious of what he has planned for us.

  “I’ll be introducing you to some people and that leaves us with one day to get ready.” He snorts. “How about I take you out shopping tomorrow.”

  “Tomorrow is Tuesday” I roll my eyes. I missed work today and I don’t see myself missing out on work tomorrow. I still have to keep things in order before I can hand over my resignation letter to the law firm.

  Starting his car, he pulls out of parking and joins the highway and starts driving towards my home.

  Home.

  The sound of being home makes my heart ache in a good way. I miss my son and my mother. I miss that tiny body curled next to me and I already feel guilty for spending so much time away from him, from my mother but I can’t regret anything that has changed my life in an amazing way like what my weekend was like with this man I’ve come to like. Maybe it’s more than like-love should be the word. I should be cautious, careful, but the word careful doesn’t ring a bell when it comes to Taylor. Reckless should be the word that I should call two adults who just had unprotected sex.

  “You know we just had unprotected sex… twice.” I murmur avoiding his eyes.

  “I know.” He says.

  “And?” I want to know what he thinks about it and so I look into his eyes.

  “It was amazingly beautiful, and we didn’t have sex, we made love. Baby calling it sex, is like insulting the mind-blowing time we’ve had together.” He grins.

  “Remind me again why I’m with you?” I ask even when I know the answer.

  “Because you’re mine Hope.” He beams.

  “What if…”

  “Knocked you up?” that’s not what I wanted to say but since he’s said it, it makes me wonder what if he has. I can’t have a baby right now, I have enough on my plate and a baby… I shake my head since I can’t allow myself to think like that. We should have been more careful but it seems all common sense went out the window the minute he undressed me.