Once he finished, Gray stood and helped her step out of the circle of material which now lay on the floor. He looked her up and down critically before raising the hand he held over her head and slowly twirling her around. “What are you wearing under your shirt?”
Alaina had to think a moment and swallow before saying, “an off white camisole and bra.”
He nodded. “Take off your T-shirt.”
“Take off my T-shirt?”
Gray nodded and crossed his arms. “Take it off or I’ll cut it off.”
Looking at his serious expression, Alaina reached for her shirt. Before she could give more than a moment’s thought to it, she pulled the shirt over her head and threw it at him.
“Now the bra.”
Before she could open her mouth to argue that she never left the house without a bra, he frowned. Without a word, she reached back and released the front hooks before working the bra off without taking off the camisole.
“Yeah, that’s more like it. Now you look less like a schoolmarm, but I almost wish you were wearing a bustier instead of this.”
As he laid the scissors back on the dresser, Alaina looked down to check out the change. Her skirt now ended several inches above the top of her knee, short and flirty instead of long and full. Her camisole covered her, but the deep V and spaghetti straps showed a lot of skin more than she was comfortable with. Plus, her nipples poked hard at the thin silk covering them. Looking in the mirror across the hall, she hardly recognized the sexy young woman staring back.
Lacing their fingers together, Gray led her out the back door and across the yard to the dock where his boat waited. After climbing aboard, he reached out and helped her to step in. Two minutes later, they were flying across the Neuse River towards the dock of his mother’s house. Once there he helped her out of the boat, then led the way into the house.
In the living room, he brushed a kiss on her lips. “Stay here and I’ll be right back.”
Before she could say a word he disappeared up what appeared to be a staircase. Listening to him run up the stairs, Alaina looked around, intrigued by the simplistic beauty of the house. The great room encompassed the living room and dining room with the kitchen tucked to one side. A stone fireplace was the far wall’s focal point. It was flanked on both sides by book shelves. The shelves displayed sculptures and pictures as well as a rather impressive collection of books.
The photos drew Alaina to cross the room to further explore. Most of the photos were of Gray. A young boy riding a horse. An older teenager at what looked to be a rodeo. A handsome young Marine with a pretty blonde woman by his side wearing a floor length black gown. Before she could explore any further Gray reappeared, wearing a yellow polo shirt and black shorts with newer dock shoes.
“Still trust me?” He asked as she joined him in the foyer, and they went down the staircase to a door that led to the garage beneath the house.
“I think so,” she answered honestly as her stomach did a nervous polka.
In the garage, he led the way to a burgundy Jeep Wrangler with no doors or top. Alaina smiled when she saw it. She had always wanted an open Jeep, but her overprotective father discouraged it, saying they were too dangerous.
Before she could climb into the passenger’s seat, Gray stopped her. “Give me your panties.”
She swallowed hard, but reached under her skirt and pulled down the ivory G-string and handed them over. As she watched, wide-eyed, as Gray held them to his nose and sniffed with an appreciative growl before tucking them into his pocket. Then he helped her into the passenger’s seat covered by a bright orange beach towel.
“Lift the back of your skirt. You don’t want to get it wet,” he said with an erotic grin.
Once she settled, he ran a warm palm from ankle to knee to up under her skirt, stopping just inches from her dampening pussy. He growled softly and she watched his cock twitch and grow behind the zipper of his cargo shorts. Dragging his hand back down her thigh, he released her then rounded the Jeep to climb into the driver’s seat.
“Gray, I forgot my purse.”
“That’s okay. I’ve got your ID in my pocket in case you get carded, but other than that you won’t need a thing. Put on your seatbelt.”
Though Alaina wanted to argue about his spending money on her, being as close to naked in public as she could ever remember being distracted her. Gray read her expression and kissed her even as he reached across her for the seat belt. “Stop thinking so hard. Relax and allow me to do this for you.”
As he drove the winding roads toward Highway 17, Alaina was surprised at the breeze that pushed up between her legs and under her skirt. Her pussy dripped and she had a hard time sitting still as her arousal grew. As Gray turned onto the highway heading north, Alaina forced her legs together and tucked the bottom of her skirt under her thighs.
“
No, darlin’, don’t do that. Open your legs. Let the wind caress you.”
He rested a hand on her left thigh and pulled it toward the center of the Jeep. He didn’t stop until her legs were wide apart and her skirt had ridden up her legs, now barely covering her sex. He kept his hand there, running up and down the inside of her thigh. Occasionally his pinkie brushed her open wet nether lips. That touch sent her lust higher, but he then slid away before she could peak.
“Gray, I’m…” Alaina broke off, unable to admit she was on the verge of flaming out.
“Horny?”
“God, yes.”
Looking at her with eyes that glowed silver, he smiled, reminding her of a happy wolf she had seen on a documentary. “Touch yourself. Take yourself to paradise.”
Alaina paused, not sure she could do as he requested. Yes, she had masturbated using fingers and the variety of imitation cocks she had collected over the years. But that was when she had been alone. No man she had ever been involved with had ever made such a bold request. And she certainly had never done it while in an open car with the world racing by.
“I can’t,” she whispered, tears of frustration filling her eyes. She was so close and he refused her that touch to push her over the cliff.
“Why is I can’t your immediate response to everything I ask of you? You are a beautiful woman and you can do anything you set your mind to. Now I want you to say ‘I can’.”
Alaina saw the bulge in Gray’s lap grow as he eyed her skirt that lay high on her thighs. She squirmed under his dark stare, feeling hot and horny and exposed.
Her hands clenched in her lap. “I can,” she whispered.
“Again.”
“I can.” This time she spoke in a normal tone, but she clearly did not believe her words.
“Louder.”
“I can.” A bit louder and with more feeling behind it.
“I can’t hear you.”
“I can.” She screamed.
“Again.”
“I can.” She yelled and then began to giggle at their silliness.
“Good girl. Now do it.”
Looking at him, Alaina uncurled both hands that lay knotted together in her lap. Lifting them to her chest, she covered her tits and massaged them through the silk camisole. Taking her nipples between thumb and fingertips, she plucked them to sharp attention.
Her hips continued shifting back and forth, fucking air. Her right hand trailed down her body to the apex of her thighs. She faltered for a second, then continued when Gray looked away from the road to her.
A single fingertip slid between those lips. As soon as it circled the knot of skin and nerves where all orgasms were born, Alaina felt her entire body tighten in preparation. Her finger pressed, circled and mauled until every cell in her clenched in fulfillment. She screamed as her body convulsed with the orgasm.
It took a long few minutes before she could open her eyes. Forcing her head to the left, she looked at Gray.
“See, I knew you could do it,” he said with a wide grin.
“Mmmm,” she sighed. Pulling her hand from between her legs, she co
llapsed against her seat and closed her eyes to recover.
Chapter Seven
“Alaina, sweets, you need to pull your skirt down,” was the next thing she heard. Opening her eyes, she looked around and was surprised to see they were slowing down for a traffic light. They were slowing for a stoplight on a five-lane road.
Alaina tried to discreetly pull her skirt down, but her movement caught the attention of the woman in the sedan next to them. She stared in wide-eyed amazement as Alaina lifted her butt from the seat and pulled her skirt back into place. Before Alaina could make a face at the other woman, the light turned green and Gray drove away.
He continued to the largest mall in town and parked in the first spot he came to. After helping her from the Jeep, he laced their fingers together.
“Gray?”
“Yes, darlin’?”
“I need to visit the restroom and clean up.”
“Not yet. I like the idea that you’re shopping for clothes while your body is still wet with your juices.”
He released her hand to open the door, then ran his hand up the back of her leg and under her skirt to pinch her butt when she passed him.
“Gray! Behave!” She turned to scold him.
“Now what’s the fun in that?”
He chuckled darkly as he pulled her into his chest. In the next instant, he lowered his head and kissed her until the fight drained out of her. Only then did he release her, wrap one arm around her shoulders, and guided her toward the clothing stores.
Three hours later, Alaina carried yet another armload of clothes toward yet another changing room. She had never enjoyed shopping, but somehow, Gray made it fun. Especially when he slipped into the dressing room with her to “help” her change. His help consisted of fondling and caressing and her lust built? higher and higher.
She tortured him right back, shimmying her full breasts in his face, or wiggling her butt as she pulled on skin-tight jeans or leggings. She also brushed against him in the hall, rubbing her palm over his distended zipper at every opportunity. His expression as he slipped into the changing room with her told her that the restraint he had exercised to this point had reached its limit.
He waited until she had tried on all the clothes and they had decided to keep two suits for work, and a flirty black summer dress that showed enough skin to make Gray’s eyes glow. When she finished and reached for her denim skirt, he stopped her.
“Come here.”
She swaggered the two steps that separated her from where he sat in the corner of the unusually large dressing room. He helped her kneel between his splayed thighs. Lowering his face, he kissed her with the aggressiveness of a man on the edge.
“I thought I could hold it together until we got back to your place, but you are just so damn sexy. I need you now!” His words were hoarse against the side of her neck as his hands drifted down her body to cup the ass cheeks left bare by her thong.
When he tried to lift her up into his lap, she leaned back, breaking his hold. Pushing his arms aside, she reached for the waistband of his shorts. With a flick of the button through its hole and a quick tug on the zipper, she was able to slide her hands under the waistbands of both his shorts and the boxers. When he raised his hips to help, she pulled them to his ankles.
At the same time, he stripped his shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor. She traced her way up the inside of his legs from calves to knees to thighs. The closer she got to his erect and straining manhood, the slower she moved, until she stopped a mere inch from her goal.
“Oh baby, touch me,” he urged, his voice whisper sharp and tight as a bowstring.
Alaina smiled as she looked up past his long, thick cock to his clenching jaw and bright eyes. “Touch yourself. Take yourself to paradise,” she whispered, just before she leaned closer and licked him from balls to the tip of his shaft. Tempted to pull away when she reached the deep red head, the taste of his musky, salty pre-cum enticed her too much. “Never mind. I’m hungry.”
Parting her lips fully, she sucked him deep into her warm, wet mouth. As he filled her, one of his hands reached out to rake fingers through her hair. The other reached down and played with a taunt and needy nipple.
He did not force her to continue or attempt to stop her. He just held on. Alaina took him deeper and deeper, smiling when he jumped and twitched as she loved on him. She felt his pulse against her tongue, fast and strong. At that moment, she knew she was falling in love with him. That momentous insight made her want to please him even more, even as her own arousal billowed up once again.
She worked her mouth up and down his shaft faster and faster, sucking and swallowing, determined to drive him wild.
“Baby, let go. I’m going to come.” Gray dropped his hand to her shoulder, but she refused to release him. His balls tightened against her chin at the same time her body clenched. She increased her suction and took him even deeper, her nose brushing his belly at the base of his cock.
A moment later, just as she felt the first spurts of his juices enter her throat, she stroked one finger over her clit and made the leap to nirvana with him. Gray cried out as his hips bucked and his seed pulsed down her throat.
Once he collapsed back into the chair, Alaina licked him clean before rising with a saucy smile, “Feel better?”
He groaned as he pulled her onto his lap and kissed her thoroughly. “God that was amazing. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She shook her head as she rubbed her silk clad chest against his bare, hairy one. “Are we finished shopping yet? You’ve bought me more clothes today than my entire wardrobe had before.”
Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her even closer. “I want to buy you some more pretty panties,” he ran one hand down her body before one hand cupped between her sticky thighs.
“Why?”
Before he could answer a sharp knock interrupted them. “Miss? Are you all right?”
Alaina looked at Gray with wide eyes before smiling. “Um, yes, I’m fine. Thank you.”
“You’ve been in there a long time.” The voice sounded skeptical.
“Yes, well, um, I’ll be out in a few minutes,” Alaina stood and, fighting the giggles, reached for her skirt as Gray pulled up his shorts.
The sales clerk frowned when she saw Gray follow Alaina from the changing room, but the large sale appeased her, so she didn’t scold them about their nearly public sexcapades.
“Are you sure you don’t want to buy new panties?” Gray asked as they walked past the lingerie store on their way to the parking lot.
“Yes, I’m sure. I want to go home, take a bath, and spend the rest of the weekend naked with my favorite Marine,” she purred, leaning to brush a kiss on his cheek.
“Now that sounds like a plan to me.”
Chapter Eight
Alaina woke Tuesday morning with warm hard fingers gently massaging her breast. She moaned when the hand moved to the other at the same time Gray began to lay a trail of kisses from her shoulder to her neck. She angled her head to give him better access as he kissed and licked his way to her ear.
“How about we just stay here and enjoy each other for another month?” Gray’s sleep-deepened voice sent shivers of renewed lust through her.
How could she still need him? They had not been more than a few yards apart since Friday and she had come so many times she had lost count. They should both be exhausted or sated or dead, but she felt her cunt dampening at his touch. She also felt Gray’s shaft stirring to press into the cleft of her ass.
“Mmmm, that would be wonderful, but I have to go to work today,” she opened her eyes to check the digital clock on the nightstand, “in an hour.” In the next moment her brain fizzled out as Gray’s wandering hand eased down her body and slid between her sex-slicked thighs.
She rolled to her back, spread her legs, and urged him over her all in one motion. He thrust deep within her and she felt fireworks igniting as she lifted her legs to wrap around his back.
“Oh God,” she moaned as he slowly pulled from her core. “Faster. Harder. Please!” she begged, lifting her hips in counterpoint to his thrusting.
It only took a dozen strokes for her to peak. He gentled the pace, but continued on, reaching between them to stroke her clit until she climbed the mountain again. This time he followed her over, their cries harmonizing in the early morning silence.
Still connected, he rolled them so they now lay facing one another as they came down from the clouds. “You are so beautiful. I am so glad I found you,” he whispered as he gently tucked a strand of hair behind her cheek. “I’ve been looking for you for so long.”
Eyes closed, Alaina heard him and her heart clenched, but she didn’t respond. No one ever called her beautiful and, for just a moment, she doubted his sincerity. His words triggered an earthquake in her psyche, causing her to question everything she knew about herself and about him. Knowing she would cry if she stayed here, she gently eased away until their bodies separated. Then she rolled from the bed. “I have to get ready for work.”
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