by Young, Luke
“I’m so sorry too.”
She tasted the beer on his breath, and it was sort of sexy. It took her back to the high school parties they would go to together before they would end up in his parent’s basement doing it like lunatics.
They each moaned and the heat rose up between them quickly. Rolling on top of her, he kissed her neck as he slipped a hand into her panties and found her soaking wet. She gasped and struggled to reach his penis, but he was too far down from her.
Pushing the covers off his back, he got up on his knees and pulled the panties down her legs. Then he pushed his boxer shorts down his hips before sitting on the edge of the mattress and hurriedly stripping them off.
He moved back over her and quickly directed his erection inside her. The second he filled her, they let out a groan in unison. He pushed himself fully into her and held still as their lips connected once more. He started slowly, moving his hips before picking up speed and driving into her hard. Wrapping her legs around him, she gripped him tightly as she shimmied her hips with his erection lodged deep inside her. They gazed into each other’s eyes holding perfectly still. Then he pulled back a little, and they both moaned as a result.
She said, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He started pumping furiously inside her as she ran her fingertips over his hips, coaxing him on. She felt the weight of him pressing down on her as he breathed heavily while moving inside her like a man possessed.
Moaning, she gyrated her hips and her eyes widened as she started to close in on an orgasm. “Oh, George.”
“Oh… oh… Ahhhh,” he cried out loudly before flopping down on top of her and blowing his hot breath all over her neck. His hips bucked once more before he rolled off of her, panting and moaning.
Left mostly unsatisfied and clutching her balled up underwear between her thighs, she waddled to the bathroom and cleaned up. When she returned to the bed, he was already snoring.
28
Jillian’s iPhone buzzed at 8:00 a.m. She tapped the button to turn off the alarm then rolled over, wearing a smile for the first time since she boarded the ship. Placing her hand on George’s hairy chest, she ran her fingers through the tufts. “We have to get up.”
“What?” he replied sleepily.
“We’re one of the early ones off the ship. We have an early flight.”
“Oh, okay.”
“Last night was fun.”
“Yeah, it was.” She gave him a smile.
She rolled onto him and nuzzled her face into his chest. “I hate when we fight.”
“I do too.”
“Let’s try to keep going in this direction when we get home.”
“I’m all for that.”
A little under an hour later, Jillian and George emerged from their cabin carrying their carry-on bags. Jillian checked her watch and cringed. “I really need to do something before we go.”
“What?”
“I need to say goodbye to Victoria. Just wait for me by the elevator.”
“Okay.”
After handing him her bag, she took off down the hall toward the back of the ship then rushed down the steps one floor lower. When she reached Victoria’s cabin, she found the door closed and she knocked.
A woman in uniform was in the cabin across the hall and spotted her. She smiled and spoke in a Spanish accent, “Miss Victoria has already left.”
“Really?”
“She had an early flight.”
“Oh, okay.” Disappointed, Jillian headed down the hall and pushed the button for the elevator. When she located George, they made their way down to deck four and waited in the short line with the other passengers who were departing the ship early.
Fifteen minutes later they were in a van heading toward the airport.
29
Victoria and Ethan’s plane arrived in Miami just after noon. She had knocked lightly on Jillian’s door at 7:30 a.m. that morning in the hopes that her new friend would already be awake, but when there was no answer and given that her cab was already waiting on the dock, she rushed off the ship. She couldn’t believe that neither of them had asked for the other’s phone number during the entire trip. She figured tracking down a famous author might not be that hard, that is if she could get around the person who was screening her email.
At just after three in the afternoon, Victoria parked in front of Ethan’s house, where he thanked her for the trip before leaning over to kiss her. That one short kiss turned into a longer kiss, which became longer still then eventually led to them pawing at one other for approximately ninety seconds before Victoria finally put on the brakes. She shook her head, flustered. “Wow, you sure you don’t want to come over later?”
“No, I should really spend some time at home. It was my brother’s birthday yesterday.”
“Okay. Well, tell him I said happy birthday.”
“I will.” He placed his hand atop hers. “Can I call you tomorrow?”
“You better.” She smiled.
He climbed out of the car then pulled his bag from the back seat and closed the door. They exchanged smiles and waves before she rode away.
Seven hours later and less than three miles away, Jillian and George had been home for a few hours already. While she unpacked he ran out for some groceries and returned home with a pizza for dinner. After their meal, he was downstairs watching Sports Center and enjoying a beer while she was up taking a relaxing bath and sipping a glass of wine.
After a ten minute soak, she climbed out of the tub, dried off then stood gazing at her nude body in the mirror. She grimaced as she poked a finger around her slightly pouty belly then turned at an angle to get a good look at her rear end. Nodding half-heartedly, she felt it was still holding up for the most part, but she knew she could certainly do a little better.
She vowed to start first thing tomorrow by working out again and also watching what she ate. She planned to ask George if he wanted to set a goal himself and join her in this new fitness quest. Maybe they could even start playing tennis together again like they did years ago, back when they were actually happy. She wasn’t really sure why they stopped, but the decline in their relationship seemed to coincide with them no longer playing together.
Placing her hands under her breasts, she lifted them up and smiled. Although not huge, she was always happy with them. They were nicely shaped. The nipples weren’t too large or too small and the whole breast package looked good on her frame. She smiled before she turned away from the mirror and hung her towel on the bar.
Entering the bedroom, she opened up her underwear drawer and pulled out a pair of hi-cut panties. Her thoughts immediately went to Victoria and she giggled as she pulled them on.
Opening a lower drawer, she took out a pair of pajamas and held them to her chest as a naughty grin spread over her face. After tossing the pajamas on the bed, she slipped the large panties off her hips and kicked them across the room then marched out to the hall.
When she reached the top of the stairs, she heard the sports program blasting out of the television and rolled her eyes. Normally she would yell down for him to lower the volume, but that wasn’t her plan. Not today anyway.
She waltzed into the great room, bare-ass naked and spotted George sitting on the sofa. His eyes lit up the instant he saw her. “Jillian, what are you doing?”
Without replying, she grabbed the remote from the coffee table, pointed at the television and clicked it off.
He placed his beer on the table and watched wide-eyed as she knelt down in front of him. There she went to work on his zipper without uttering a sound while he squirmed a little and wore a slightly confused smile.
Reaching into his pants, she ran her fingers over his growing bulge then suddenly stopped and gave him a concerned look. “Wait, did you shower since you’ve been back?”
“Uh-huh.”
She smiled, pulled him out and took him in her mouth. He gasped and leaned his head back and closed his eyes.
30
Eight days later, Victoria opened the door to find Ethan standing there and holding a dozen roses. She smiled and greeted him with a kiss.
After she put the flowers in some water, she returned to the living room and sat next to him on the sofa. “So what do you want to do tonight?”
“Talk.” He frowned slightly.
“Talk?” She giggled.
“Yes, talk.”
“No, seriously. Do you want to go for a swim or—”
“Victoria, um…” Turning to her, he brought his knee up on the cushion and put his arm on the back of the sofa. “I just got a job offer.”
“That’s great. Where?”
“Google.”
“No way— Google.” She shook her head and scoffed. “That’s like a big deal. How did you pull that off?”
“I had an internship there last summer and I applied, but never heard back so I thought I didn’t have a chance. When we got back from the cruise I had an email to call them.”
“That’s incredible.” Smiling, she grabbed hold of him and gave him a hug. “We should celebrate.”
“It’s in Mountain View, California… Outside of San Francisco.”
“Oh California… That sounds nice.”
He took hold of her hand and looked into her eyes. “Come with me.”
“What?” She looked at him shocked.
“Move there with me.”
“I, um, I’m flattered, but—”
“I’m falling in love with you.”
Looking away, she sighed. “Ethan, I really like you and we have a great time together, but my life is here.”
“What life? Barely three weeks ago you were selling this house and living in Tampa.”
After glancing at him, she sighed. “That was… That was a mistake. I was running from something and… Actually I’d been running from something since David died and then you came along and I, I just don’t want to run anymore.”
“So don’t run, just walk with me. Walk three thousand miles away to sunny California.” He gazed at her wearing a hopeful smile.
“And leave sunny Miami…” She giggled at her own joke.
“I’m serious.”
“My parents are here. My friends are here. I’m a million years older than you are.”
“I’ve never met anyone who makes me feel like you do. I’m crazy about you.”
“I’m crazy about you too, but I just don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Well, I’ll stay then.”
“What?” She looked at him like he was out of his mind. “And not take the job at the fastest growing company on the planet.”
“Yeah, I’ll stay.” He nodded wearing a determined look.
“No, you won’t. I’d never forgive myself if you stayed. In fact, if you stay I will never see you again.”
“What?”
She placed her hand on his knee and looked into his eyes. “But if you go, I will come and visit you and you can come back here and we can just play it by ear and have fun and, you know…”
Sighing, he ran his fingers through his hair. “Shit.”
“Look, you’ll probably get out there and meet some twenty-two year old California blonde with a twenty-two inch waist who’s an ex-Playboy Playmate and who turns your world upside down.”
He scoffed, turning away from her and placing his feet back on the floor. “Yeah, right.”
“I’m serious.” After pausing a moment, she shook her head. “Or maybe you’ll meet a girl who’s Playmate hot who actually has a brain in her head. One who works at Google. You guys will get married and have like four math genius kids or something.”
He broke into a chuckle then leaned forward grinning. “You’re really crazy, you know that?”
“And if that happens just call me and tell me it’s over. But until that time, I will come to visit you and when I come to visit you, I promise you’ll have some trouble walking when I leave.”
“Okay.” He chuckled. “I think I’ll be able to walk just fine, but okay.”
“Oh, you think?” She roughly pushed him back on the sofa then straddled him.
“I do,” he said, but this time a little unsure.
Pressing her lips to his, she kissed him hard, grinding down into his groin. They moaned and groaned as they kissed hard, her tongue sliding into his mouth then retreating and inviting his to follow.
Pulling back from him, she ran her hands down his chest then she went to work on the button of his shorts. Suddenly he wrapped his hands under her rear end and rose up from the sofa carrying her along for the ride like she weighed nothing at all.
“Wow.”
“You’re the one who won’t be able to walk.” He grinned.
“Oh, okay.”
He walked hurriedly to the bedroom and deposited her on the edge of the mattress. Dropping to his knees, he lifted her legs in the air and held them there together and her skirt flopped down exposing all of her. He placed kisses starting at the back of one of her knees and trailing down her entire leg. She gasped when he pressed his tongue between her thighs and she spread her legs wide exposing her tiny blue lace panties.
He paused a moment to drink in the sight of her before placing two soft kisses on the inside of each of thighs. He moved his mouth to her and pressed his tongue to her lace-covered entrance. She groaned. He slipped his tongue around the side of the fabric and tasted her sweet wetness.
“Oh God, Ethan.”
He pulled back from her then took hold of her panties. She brought her legs back together and he lifted them up and off of her as he rose to his feet. This time starting at her ankles, he kissed his way back down between her legs and pressed his tongue as far inside her as he could. She let out a long, slow breath and ran her fingers through his hair.
After exploring every inch of her, he pulled back and sighed as he gazed into her eyes. “I could lick you forever.”
She simply nodded breathlessly as he slipped his hands into her shirt and ran them slowly over her abdomen until he reached her breasts. Sliding them under her bra, he gently squeezed her nipples as he moved back down and pressed his tongue into her.
She moaned, and her eyes drifted closed as he licked her from below her pussy to her clit over and over again while carefully massaging her breasts.
Victoria cried out, “Oh, yes.”
Ethan extended his tongue deep into her. She closed her eyes tight and breathed out deeply. Reaching down, she pulled his head closer into her. He darted his tongue in and out of her as she spread her arms wide and took hold of the comforter gripping it tightly with both hands.
He pushed her bra up and off her breasts then took to toying with her nipples as his tongue wandered lower. She pressed her feet into the mattress and lifted her rear end up as he moved his hands under her to cup her cheeks. He lifted her higher still as his tongue swiped down and around her most sensitive of spots before returning to the center of her.
She gasped and her head flopped slowly from side to side with his unrelenting attention.
“Put it in,” she cried out in desperation.
Pulling up, he released his hands from her and her bottom returned to the mattress. He made eye contact with her and gave her a quick smile before diving back down and lapping once more at her sweet juice.
“Oh, fuck.” Spreading her legs wider, she pulled his head into her deeper and lay back moaning as he kept at it. Suddenly her orgasm was upon her and all at once she exploded with a huge climax that sent wave after wave through her loins.
“Oh, yes, oh… Oh,” she cried out.
Without saying a word, he rose to his feet, pulled off his T-shirt and ripped down his shorts and boxer briefs. His erection sprung free and stood out from his body impressively.
Moving forward, he took hold of his shaft and rubbed the head all over her swollen clitoris. She moaned and gazed at him gnawing on her lip then whispered, “Yes.”
Guiding his erection lower, he pushed it inside of her, but
only an inch and she gasped.
She reached out and took hold of his length and pulled him deeper. He moved closer as she let go, and in one quick motion he pressed his thighs to hers. She gasped and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, holding still pressed up against her.
They made eye contact and her fingers lingered over his abdomen as he thrust hard inside of her. Faster and faster he pumped his length into her as he flexed his every muscle, desperate for his release. Sliding one hand under her leg, she took hold of his balls and gently squeezed, pulling and slipping a finger to his perineum. Suddenly, he gasped and exploded inside of her then slowly slumped on top of her, bringing his lips to hers as he slowly pumped up and down.
31
For the next ten days, Ethan practically lived at Victoria’s house. The two made the most of their remaining days before he had to leave for California and his dream job. On their last night together, there were some tears and a lot of sex and a decent amount of cuddling as they fell asleep in each other’s arms. The next day he returned home to spend his last night in Florida with his parents and brother.
Along with his family, Victoria saw him off at the airport and they promised to keep in touch. She was already looking at dates to fly out to visit him in September and he was planning to return home for Thanksgiving.
A few days later, Victoria was out shopping, and while walking past the Barnes and Noble on Sunset drive in Miami she spotted a familiar face in the window and smiled. On the back cover of the latest Jaclyn West novel was a picture of Jillian Grayson. Still kicking herself over not seeing her new friend that last morning on the ship, her smile morphed into a frown.
She purchased a copy of the book and headed home. Later that night, she sat out by the pool sipping a glass of wine and reading. Eight chapters in, she refilled her glass and returned to the book. When the sun finally set she had read another twenty-three chapters and could not believe she’d been at it for three hours straight.
Her rear end was sore from sitting in that same position and she was hungry, but she found herself unable to put the book down. In the kitchen, she made herself a snack and read while she was cooking. After enjoying a little more of the novel in the living room, she retired to her bedroom and polished off the last fifty pages. When she was finished, she wore a satisfied smile.
