Summer Romanced_An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Flora Ferrari

  Which makes it all the more perfect. All the more romantic. All the more summery and sexy at the same time it’s beautiful.

  “Do you know ‘Row His Boat?’” he asks.

  “No. What’s that?”

  “That seemed most appropriate for your first time, my first time, and our first time together.”

  It’s crazy to think we’re two virgins out here at sea doing this. In the history of the world has something like this between two people with our same backgrounds, or lack of experience more appropriately, happened?

  Highly unlikely.

  Which makes it seem even that much more unique and special. And I’m totally interested.

  From his seated position on the seat, which is wide and carries across all the way from one side of the boat to the other, he spreads his legs.

  He takes me by the hand, moving me in-between his legs as I straddle his lap. I keep my knees bent and open against his chest as I brace my feet against the seat below.

  His hands move from mine to my hips and then slide to my lower back before one drops down to my ass.

  Then he takes me by the hips again and lifts me up above his shaft, putting my soaked entrance right on top of the head of his cock.

  “It’s time to make you mine…claim you as mine. I’m going to fill you with my seed so full and so deep that I guarantee after tonight you’ll be pregnant with my baby…our baby.”

  A moan escapes me.

  “And I won’t stop at one pregnancy…at one baby. We’re going to fill that summer beach house of ours up with so many children, you and I. My fiancé and soon to be my wife. And my children. Mine…you and them both.”

  I whimper at his words.

  “You’ve been mine for a long time…longer than I even knew. But now I do. Now I know and so do you and soon the whole world will too,” he says as the intensity of his gaze increases even more.

  I’m loving this position as we can look in each other’s eyes. I want to see how he transforms when he enters me and I want him to enter me so bad right now.

  “I want this to be soft and gentle and romantic, but I can’t promise you anything. I know once I feel you from the inside I won’t be able to control my thoughts or my action. Once it clicks in my mind that I’m so close to making our first baby and that you’re mine forever in yet another way I know the animal inside me will come out.”

  “I want the animal,” I say.

  “If you want me, then just do one thing.”

  “Anything.”

  “Say you’re mine and you’ll only ever be mine.”

  “I’m yours. Forever and always,” I say.

  And with that I feel his grip on my hips lower me down and his rod enters me for the first time. My eyelids suddenly feel heavy like I’m in a dream, yet I’m more awake and alive than I’ve ever been. And no way I’m closing my eyes as I keep them focused on his, watching his eyes, his expression, change to a euphoric state as he opens me up slowly.

  I feel his fingers press more deeply into my skin as he lifts me up, making sure not to enter me too much for our first time.

  I bend my knees more and slightly bounce up and down on his tip, building friction as my speed increases.

  But his grip is too strong, as he takes control right back slowly lowering me down deeper, sending more of him inside me before lifting me up with a twist of his hands giving my pussy more of a circular upward motion letting me feel him in a different way.

  The lusty looks continue as my hands rest on his shoulders as his depth inside me goes ever deeper with each ride up and down on his rock hard cock.

  One hand slides down across his collarbone and I grab his thick muscular chest as my head leans back slightly and then forward again seeing his expression change as passion continues to overtake me.

  I try bouncing and combined with his slow deep movements it’s an unbeatable combination.

  And the slight movement of the ocean only adds to the sensation that seems to be coming from every direction.

  I breath in deep, filling my body with oxygen and the summery ocean breeze that is so pure it could never be duplicated or bottled no matter how hard humankind tried.

  And neither could the unmistakable scent of the two of us having sex out here…or more appropriately making love.

  He told me he couldn’t promise what would happen and as much as I see an uncaged animal ready to be sprung loose he’s doing everything so perfectly and so romantically that his warning is now nothing more than words.

  Until suddenly I feel a wave move through me on the inside.

  “I’m…I’m…going to come!” I yell and all hell breaks loose on his face and in his movements as now instead of just moving me up and down on his cock his hips begin bucking wildly sending him deeper into me, hitting my spot as I lean forward grinding my clit into him as I explode on his dick just before I feel him fill me with his juices sending another wave through me and another eruption onto him as he continues bucking wildly before his body stills and I feel his cock twitch inside me before stopping and starting another few times, each time filling me more and more and sending his seed deeper inside me just like he promised.

  His hands move from my hips up my back as he pulls me in closer and kisses me harder on the lips.

  I feel his hand take mine and he brings the ring he gave me to his lips, kissing it.

  “I love you,” he says.

  “I love you. And I love this,” I say. “I never in my wildest dreams could have expected or predicted this and that’s just another of the reasons why it’s so perfect.”

  “You’re perfect,” he says.

  “You’re perfect,” I say tapping him on the nose.

  “You know how some people have sex while driving?” he asks.

  “Yeah,” I giggle.

  He reaches out and takes the oars and beings rowing us back towards his house.

  “Romance while rowing,” I say.

  “Exactly.”

  “But don’t you need a minute to recover and get hard again?”

  “Does it feel like I do?”

  “No, but…” I realize he’s still hard inside me. He hasn’t slipped even a fraction of an inch.

  “For you I’m always ready. Any time. Any place.”

  “You certainly just proved that.”

  “And I proved that you’re mine, just like I said you were.”

  “And you’re mine,” I say leaning in and taking his face with both hands as I kiss him.

  The sound of the oars in the moonlight on the ocean the only sound other than our two lips.

  This is a one of a kind moment but what did I ever expect with a one of a kind guy.

  But I know it’s just the beginning. I know he’s got more plans, more romantic tricks up his sleeve.

  And now that we’re engaged we’ve got all the time in the world…but still I can hardly wait.

  CHAPTER 10

  Summer

  I roll out of bed sometime in the afternoon. Sebastian sent a text to the crew last night to take the next couple of days off which means we could sleep in in peace.

  And after making love on the boat and then the beach and half the rooms in the house we needed to sleep in.

  I loved our first time on the boat but the “Beach Ball Booty” sex position was out of this world. And it sure gave a new meaning to the expression “having a ball.”

  I had my back to the ocean and I was lying face down at the shoreline with a beach ball under my pelvis. I stretched my arms out in front of me and spread my legs and he was in a similar position with his legs together between mine as he entered me from behind.

  The elevation from the ball gave him ultimate access to my G-spot and his thrusting combined with the water coming in and out below us was the perfect compliment to our own coming.

  And once I figured out I could dig my toes in the sand to steady myself it served as the perfect anchor to give him even more leverage as his hips thrust against my backside a
s his cock went deeper and deeper inside me.

  And all those years I just thought a beach ball was a kid’s toy. I love summer!

  But I know I’m not going to love what’s coming next when I see my brother Sean’s car roll into the driveway. He steps out and has a huge smile on his face as he grabs his duffel bag out of the back seat.

  “Sebastian,” I say nervously.

  “I got this.”

  CHAPTER 11

  Sebastian

  “Sea Bass!” Sean says as we give each other a firm handshake and a pat on the back.

  “Sean!” I say.

  “I’m ready,” he says.

  “For?” I ask. Is he talking about an explanation or something?

  “Did you already forget what your name means, Sea Bass? Time to go fishing, man! Sea bass are biting I hear.”

  “Oh right. Yeah, I’ve got a little boat we can use.”

  “Don’t tell me it’s some rowboat.”

  “It is.”

  “Come on, man. A nice place like this you surely have to have a boat in the harbor somewhere? Which marina are you hiding it at?”

  “No big boat yet.”

  “No worries, we can rent one for the day. It’s in my budget for this trip. I’m so stoked to be here.”

  “And I’m stoked that you’re here. And I have to tell you you’re not the only one who’s here.”

  “Oh? You need me to leave and come back?”

  “No, nothing like that.”

  “So you suddenly became a ladies man, huh? All those years of abstaining and now you’re making up for lost time.”

  “You know me. I’m not like that at all. I’m a one woman kind of guy.”

  “Well this must be one heck of a woman…one lucky lady,” he says, putting his duffel bag down on the floor.

  “She sure is.”

  “Well, when do I get to meet her?” he says, slapping his hands together and then wringing one palm in the other. “I can’t wait to welcome her to the team.”

  “You’ve…already met her.”

  “Oh. Someone we both know.”

  “Yeah. We know her…really well.”

  “Hmmm, who could that be.” Sean brings a finger up to his lips and looks up and to the side as he thinks of names. “I’m drawing a complete blank here. I don’t remember you showing an interest in anyone all these years.”

  “I didn’t. I guess it’s because the girl I was interested in was right under my nose all along.”

  “Right under your nose,” he repeats in a lower tone. “There were never any girls around. I mean just Summer, but she doesn’t count.”

  “Oh, she counts all right. As a matter of fact she counts as number one…as in one in a lifetime,” I say getting all possessive over Sean’s comment. Even though Summer is his sister I don’t like the words he used. I know he doesn’t mean what he says, and I’m taking it out of context a bit, but still this is Summer’s and my home and she will always be treated with the utmost respect inside and out of it.

  “Wait,” Sean says looking at my serious face. “You’re joking right?”

  I slowly move my head left and then right.

  “You? Summer?”

  This time I slowly nod.

  It’s as if Sean is waiting for me to yell surprise. As if he’s waiting for Ashton Kutcher to jump out from behind the wall and yell that he’s being punk’d.

  He makes a movement that resembles something like walking and something like collapsing as his butt finds the couch.

  He leans back completely and processes what I just said.

  I’m keeping a close eye on him to make sure he doesn’t flip out. He knows Summer is here, but I don’t have any idea what he’ll do.

  A moment passes and then another as he just stares off into space.

  Suddenly he jumps up off the couch springing forward.

  He claps his hands hard.

  “So! Ready to go fishing.”

  I look at him curiously. Is this his real reaction or is this some sort of decoy?

  “That’s it?”

  “What do you mean, that’s it? I still have to process it, but I don’t have time right now. I’m on vacation man. I’m here to enjoy myself. And if you and my sister are enjoying yourselves, and your lives, and your summer by being together than that’s then. It’s your business, not mine.”

  “This is a lot more than enjoying our summer together, Sean. We’re engaged.”

  His butt finds that couch cushion all over again.

  “So you’re saying we’re going to be brother’s in law?” he says suddenly.

  “That’s it exactly.”

  “Well, as you can guess this is a complete shock to me” he says as he stares at me. “But with each second that goes by my mind processes how it makes more and more sense. I think by the end of the day I’ll be cool with it.”

  I want to tell him it doesn’t matter if he’s cool with it or not, but something inside me reminds me that he is my best friend and I should at least give him some time to process it.

  And more importantly he is Summer’s brother. I know the last thing she wants me to do right now is to flex my muscles at him and tell him he needs to be cool with it right away. Better to give the guy a minute to settle into the news he just got. He was on the road all those days until just arriving…and I haven’t even offered him so much as a…

  “Can I get you a glass of water?”

  “You don’t have any champagne?”

  “Champagne?”

  “I’m on holiday. You’re engaged.” His head looks around the room. “Sis! Where are you? Come out come out wherever you are.”

  Summer steps out from the other room. She hasn’t taken a shower yet and has just thrown on some clothes but she looks as beautiful as ever.

  “Let’s see it,” Sean says.

  “See what?”

  “The ring, silly.”

  She moves closer to him and holds out her hand, but it’s not her hand I’m looking at, it’s her face as she beams with pride and joy.

  “Yeah, this definitely qualifies as a lot more than a summer romance,” Sean says. “So…champagne?”

  I want to tell him this all just happened so suddenly, but I’m not going to say anything like that. It sounds like an excuse or an apology and I’ll never make anything like that when it comes to us.

  Summer was mine all along. If anything I should be the one apologizing to her being that it took me so long to figure it out.

  But the important part is that I did, and now I get to make up for lost time.

  I pop open the one champagne bottle I have in the house and fill three flutes.

  We toast to us…I like the sound of that.

  She takes a sip and I take the glass from her.

  “Hey!” she says. My eyes quickly move to her belly without Sean seeing. She smiles.

  That’s my baby in there after all. Call me crazy, but I know I’ve got a bun in that oven already and I’m watching out for my little guy or girl from day one.

  And day one is now.

  Or is it day two now?

  I guess it depends on if you count by the calendar or by the clock, but I only count one thing these days…the moments we’re going to spend together and those moments will be every waking moment and the sleeping ones too, because she’s not leaving my side.

  Not now. Not ever.

  “So…ready to go fishing?” Sean continues.

  “Fresh sushi for lunch?” I say looking at Summer.

  “I can work on my tan,” she says.

  I growl at the thought of another man seeing her in a swimsuit, even if it is her brother.

  “Or I can help you guys catch some fish. I always did like hanging out with you two,” she says.

  “And now I know why,” I wink.

  She flashes me her ring and then melts into me giving me a big kiss.

  “Get a room you two,” Sean says.

  “Keep talking like that and the Casa d
el Summer and Sebastian will have no vacancy for you, buddy.”