Four Reasons to Come

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “Your sister?” I asked.

  “Yep, that’s Kim. She was so darn adorable.”

  “It’s so sad that she’s gone.”

  The emotion of knowing this sweet girl was no longer with us hit me hard. She was beautiful and clearly loved to dance. I couldn’t help wondering what other things she liked to do. What a horrible tragedy that she wasn’t around to continue pursuing her dreams.

  “When I start feeling bad for myself, I always remember Kim. She doesn’t get to live her life. She doesn’t get to go after her dreams. It pushes me to work harder and harder toward my own goals. There’s no excuse not to go after what you want in this life. If you’re alive, you have all you need.”

  “Wow, that’s profound. I never thought about it like that.”

  “Yeah, it’s hard to make excuses for anything in life when you have seen someone you love taken away at a young age,” he said as he looked over his sister’s photo with me. “Now, would you like a tour? Since we didn’t get to it the last time you came to visit.”

  “Of course. I’d love a tour.”

  I followed Kevin as he showed me around his massive home. There were rooms that looked like they weren’t used at all, like the sunroom off the side of the house. Then there were bedrooms that had beds in them but still looked as if they hadn’t been used in years.

  “Your house is actually really sad,” I muttered as we looked at a third bathroom on the top floor. “Do you ever use these rooms at all?”

  “I use this one,” Kevin teased as he threw the double doors to his bedroom open.

  “Oh, really? You use this room?”

  “Yep,” he said as he pushed me toward a chaise lounge chair that was by the window.

  His hands used my hips and steered me toward the chair before turning around and sitting in it himself. He didn’t let go of me, though and instead pulled me down so I was sitting in his lap. My arms wrapped around his neck for a gentle embrace.

  “This looks like a sex chair I saw online once.” I laughed.

  “It is.”

  “What?” I laughed and tried to get up, but he playfully held onto me. “See, I can move this cushion, and then you could straddle me.”

  Kevin lifted his butt and took the cushion out from under him. His butt slid down into the curved chair, making it into the perfect position for me to ride him. I did love being on top, and I certainly wasn’t going to say no to his offer.

  “Come here,” he groaned and pulled me closer.

  His hands grabbed for my tank top and pulled it up and over my head. Without a pause at all, he grabbed my sports bra and took it off as well. The touch of his hands warmed my skin as Kevin slid his fingers gently up and down my back. The more he moved his hands on my body, the more I wanted him. The excitement was building, and I didn’t know how long I’d be able to hold myself back.

  “You take yours off,” I teased while pulling on his T-shirt.

  Although Kevin was sweaty from our day, he carried it well. Instead of looking like a tired mess, Kevin’s body glistened and begged for me to touch him. His formed abs were delicious as I moved my fingers up and down them while tilting my hips so I could feel his body below me.

  He was hard with excitement. So hard, I felt myself getting more and more excited as I rubbed against him. I needed to feel him inside me. As much as I didn’t want to seem like I was especially thirsty to have Kevin, I just couldn’t wait another moment. I frantically started to press his shorts down, and his body sprung to attention in front of me.

  “Wow.”

  “I hope that’s a good wow.” Kevin laughed.

  “Yes, a giant, very good wow.” I laughed with him and slipped onto my knees beside the chair.

  I pulled his legs around to the side and knelt between them with his body wrapped in my fingers. I felt like a seductress as I stroked him up and down while looking up at him. My movements were pleasing him; I was driving him crazy. It was so powerful to watch. This was a new place for me to be in, not the physical location of being on my knees; I’d given oral sex before, but the power that I felt was new.

  “Mmmm, yes,” he moaned low and deep.

  I moved my lips around the tip of him and slowly pressed my mouth over his body as he groaned even louder. Slowly, methodically, I moved up and down, building up the pressure and concentrating on pleasing him. The strength I felt as I stayed in control was so powerful that I didn’t want to give it up.

  He was a willing participant in letting me take the lead as he leaned back and closed his eyes. Each stroke of my mouth delivered a new and more powerful moan. Kevin was into this. He liked not being in control for a minute of his life.

  “Condom?” I asked as I took a break.

  “There,” he pointed toward the nightstand without opening his eyes at all.

  I grabbed our protection and slipped the rest of my clothes off as I made my way back to Kevin and the sex chair. Gently, I nudged him to lean back in the chair as I rolled the condom over his throbbing body. I was high from the power of the moment and straddled him while I looked down at his longing face.

  “You look so hot,” he groaned as he pressed his hips up and tried to get inside me.

  His hands pulled on my hips playfully as he urged me to slide over him, and I finally gave in. This position was intense as his hardness pressed deep into me. I let out a moan of my own while I adjusted to his girth.

  “Wow, I like this chair,” I managed to say breathlessly.

  “Mmm, I like you on top of me, on this chair,” he grunted through the pleasure.

  His hips moved slightly, and it felt as if I could orgasm before we even started moving. The positioning of his body and mine was so optimized that I hardly had to move my hips, and I felt a deep sensation of pleasure moving through my body.

  As Kevin held onto my hips and urged them to move more and more, I realized I’d lost my upper hand, and he was now in charge. I was okay with that. His hands were powerful, and his body moved with urgency as I wriggled on top of him.

  What started as slow, deep thrusts of my hips soon turned into quick deep thrusts, and I lost control of myself. My fingers dug into his chest as the pleasure pounded through me, and Kevin pressed me to continue moving on top of him. Harder, longer, deeper my body moved, and it sent sensations through me that I didn’t know how to control; I couldn’t control them.

  “Yes, oh … shit … yes,” I yelled out as my body started to release in a euphoric orgasm that radiated so hard through me.

  He delivered a short burst of thrust and let out his own moan of pleasure. But my body continued rumbling, and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding against him as I continued to whimper in delight.

  “Again,” he whispered, his hand firm on my hips as he held me against him.

  My body listened, and another wave started deep in my center. I fell onto his chest as my legs shook, and I let him move me against his still hard body.

  “I can’t … oh, God … I’m going to …” I couldn’t even get the words out as another giant wave engulfed me.

  Sweat poured off of both of us, and I laid wrapped in his arms as I tried to catch my breath. Kevin seemed a little less out of breath than I was, but his chest still rose and fell as if he’d just finished a marathon.

  “Are you okay?” he asked cheekily as I tried to take in a deep breath.

  “I think I’m out of shape.” I giggled.

  “Nope, you’re perfectly shaped,” he said sweetly as he kissed me and then let me rest on top of him for another couple of minutes.

  Being with Kevin twice in such a short period was odd for me. I honestly didn’t get close to people this easily. Even the guys from my past that I’d had in my life for months didn’t feel as familiar to me as Kevin did. There was an energy, a power between the two of us that I couldn’t put my finger on, but it was powerful. So powerful that it scared the crap out of me.

  I could no longer deny that I wanted Kevin. I wanted what was going
on between the two of us to be real, yet there was an overwhelming feeling that I’d ruined everything with my initial lies. Maybe, at some point, Kevin would have been okay with me being just an assistant at the studio, but that point was long past now. I’d lied for days. This wasn’t going to go away now; there was no way out of it, and no way to try and make things better.

  “I should go,” I said as I climbed off of him and looked around for my clothes.

  “No,” Kevin said as he pulled on my hand and made me come back to him. “Shower, we need to shower.”

  “I do need to get going soon, though.”

  “Why? You can spend the night. I gave you the code, remember? You’ll be able to sneak out any time you want,” he teased.

  “No sneaking out this time. I’m just saying, I need to get going soon. But I guess we could take a shower. I’ve been thinking about that since the last time I was here. I’ve never seen such a huge room dedicated to showering.”

  It was a room. Not just a shower. There was plenty of space for multiple people in there, and I’d even wondered how many of his famous dates had been offered a romp in the same shower I was about to climb into with him.

  “Maybe you’ll stay through the night after you feel the 16-massaging shower heads I’ve got in there.”

  “That’s a lot of massages. It’s possible I’ll change my mind and sleep here. But let’s just talk about it later, okay. I’m staying for now.”

  I absolutely hated the back and forth I felt going on between the two of us at that moment. It was like I was making excuses to leave, and he knew a rebuttal for every one of them. Leaving wasn’t a solution to my problem, though. I was going to have to take it a step further, but I just wasn’t sure if I could do or say what had to be done.

  As Kevin opened the large glass shower door and walked into the room, I stood in awe at the expense that clearly went into making this amazing shower. Not only was there the huge rainforest head right above the middle of the shower, but there was indeed a large massaging station on one side and a huge bench with another rainforest head on the other side. Kevin turned the warm water on, and the room started to fill with steam.

  “It’s a steam room too?” I asked a little surprised, even though I clearly should have assumed the shower would do pretty much anything and everything. Nothing about the shower was cheap, but it also didn’t seem like something Kevin had designed or asked for. Instead, the shower likely came with the house, and the white marble tiles were part of a design style I just didn’t see for Kevin.

  “Come here,” he said as he motioned for me to come sit with him on the bench.

  Walking around a room totally naked with a man I hardly knew wasn’t exactly my thing. Yet Kevin looked at me as if I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. His eyes didn’t glance at my thighs, which I was extremely self-conscious of; instead, he looked at my breasts and then back up to my eyes. Literally, licking his lips while I walked the couple steps across the shower room and over to him.

  “You look like you are hungry.” I laughed.

  “Actually, yes, yes, I am,” he grabbed me and gently set me down on the bench as he kneeled onto the floor and spread my legs.

  He pulled me to the end of the bench and devoured me. His tongue moving rhythmically against my clit like a drummer beating his drum. Despite having just finished one of the most intense orgasms of my life, my body rumbled with delight as he played with me.

  Letting him please me like he was, well, it was a new adventure for me. My love for oral sex hadn’t expanded much over the years, but I was clearly learning that I hadn’t had a man who really knew what he was doing in that area. Because with Kevin on the job I was quickly developing a love for having his tongue on my body.

  I grabbed his hair as he moved and thrust my hips toward him in an effort to get just the perfect angle. There was no worrying, no self-consciousness; all I could think about was how good it felt and that I wanted it to continue on and on. But soon there was no more thinking, and my body took over in an urgent need to feel the delicious explosion that was building inside of me.

  When Kevin slipped his tongue inside of me for a brief moment, that was all it took for my body to let go. I clamped my thighs around his head and screamed out as the rush of pure bliss took over.

  “That was just a little payback for your oral torture you gave me earlier,” he said as he climbed up and sat next to me. He moved my head so it was sitting on his naked lap, but I didn’t sit up. I could barely feel my legs; there wasn’t going to be any running away from Kevin that night.

  “Convenient way of getting me to stay the night. Just make my legs so weak I can’t leave.”

  “You found out my secret plan,” he said as his hand stroked my hair. “Want me to wash you up and carry you to bed too?”

  “Yes,” I said teasingly.

  Kevin didn’t waste a second as he reached down and flipped the rainforest shower head on that was right above us. He grabbed some shampoo and put it in his hands before massaging it into my hair. His delicate touch was soothing as I laid there and let him wash my hair. What an oddly erotic moment it was. Hair was such a simple part of our bodies, yet having a man running his fingers through my hair, having Kevin working the shampoo into a lather, it was absolute perfection.

  He used his soapy hands and wandered around the rest of my body as I lay on the bench and let him. Not only did I like this sweet gesture on his part, it was filling a void I didn’t even know I’d had. The intimacy of oral sex was by far something I’d imagined as the most intimate thing a couple could do together, but washing each other in the shower was quickly gaining my respect.

  As we finished up in the shower, Kevin handed me a warm towel from just outside the glass doors. I used it to dry my hair off for a moment and then wrapped it around my body while Kevin wrapped his towel around his waist. Then, without warning, he swept me off my feet and carried me from the bathroom out to his bed.

  “What are you doing?” I laughed at his ridiculous gesture.

  “I promised to carry you. Your legs are much too weak from all that fun we had.”

  “I’m not arguing.” I laughed and pulled the blankets back in his bed.

  I threw my towel off and held the sheet back so Kevin could climb in as well. If I would have had a little more energy, I might have jumped on him in an effort for round three, but I definitely didn’t have that kind of energy left in me.

  My legs were still shaky, and there was a full body exhaustion that overcame me the second his warm covers were around us. I cuddled up next to Kevin though and put my head on his chest. I wasn’t leaving. I was going to stay there with him for the night.

  “You’re staying?” he asked, just to make sure.

  “Yep. But I do have to leave in the morning.”

  “Of course,” he said with a bit of relief in his voice. “But I’m happy you’re staying. You are welcome to stay anytime you’d like.”

  “I had a great date today,” I whispered as I let my hand wrap around his stomach and my heart press up against his chest. “Best date ever.”

  “It was a pretty amazing day. But I didn’t plan it like this, which makes it even better. I really love talking to you and having you in my arms. Goodnight Jenna.”

  “Goodnight Kevin,” I said as I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

  Although I was crazy tired, my mind wasn’t willing to calm down just yet. This guy was incredible. Kevin was actually more of a fantasy than he was a reality, yet he was right there in my arms. But life didn’t always work out for people, especially people like me.

  Chapter 10

  Kevin

  “I really do have to go,” Jenna said as she stood next to my bed already dressed in her workout clothes from the day before.

  “But it’s Sunday?”

  “Yes, and I have plans today. I had a great night. I’ll let myself out. I hope you have a good day.”

  I’d just barely opened my eyes, a
nd she was already saying goodbye. It wasn’t even light out yet, and on a Sunday morning I couldn’t imagine where she could possibly need to go. But at least she hadn’t snuck out, at least we’d moved past that part of things.

  “Okay, but I’m walking you out,” I groaned and walked over to my dresser.

  “There’s no need.”

  “Do you want me walking you out like this?” I laughed and pointed to my ever-growing morning hard-on.

  “Geesh man, that thing is dangerous. Put it away,” she said dramatically. “Fine, put some pants on and walk downstairs with me. I’ve already ordered an Uber, though, so we need to get moving.”

  “You’re a bossy one,” I groaned and threw my jeans on and followed her down the stairs.

  Jenna was already out the door and walking toward the front gate when I caught up with her. She clearly had someplace she needed to be. But it wasn’t my place to grill her about things; I was in a precarious position with Jenna and definitely didn’t want to push her away again.

  “Thanks for a great date,” she said as she punched my code into the gate. “I’ll talk to you soon.”

  “Have a good day, and yes, I will talk to you soon,” I said and pulled her close to me so I could give her a kiss.

  The Uber pulled up just as I started to kiss her, though, and Jenna pulled away from me. She was about to walk away but turned back and gave me a quick peck just as reassurance that she wasn’t pulling away because she didn’t like me. Jenna clearly liked me. I’d seen all the evidence I needed to see the night before.

  “I’m sorry I have to run so early. But I promise, I did have an amazing time with you.” She kissed me one last time before climbing into the car and putting the window down.

  “If I do my charity event around Halloween, will you be my date?”