“He probably did. But he definitely didn’t say to take just me with you.”
Sean stares at the memory, his face toward the river so that the sunlight dancing on it illuminates how handsome he is. I trace his jaw and bring him back to me. His sapphires gaze down, so beautiful I get lost in all the shades of blue. “Celia,” he whispers, coming in for a kiss. “I’ve tried to stay away.”
“Did a pretty good job, too.”
“I’m going to do a terrible job at it now.” With that his right hand snakes into my jeans, under my panties where he pauses to kiss me, then pulls back the cotton for a look. “So fuckin’ sexy. You don’t shave.”
“Well, I didn’t know this was going to happen.”
“Forget it’s going to happen next time, too.” Moving his hand lower he cups me and watches me moan. “You’re so wet.” Slipping his finger into my folds he gives me one long stroke that makes me shudder. “Let’s see how tight you are, huh?” We both moan as his finger slides into me, gives a few long, very slow pumps. “Mmm, so tight, Ceels. Fuck baby, I don’t know if you’ll be able to handle me.” He pulls out his hand as my knees nearly buckle with longing for more. “Let’s find out.” Sean gives me this cocky smirk as he unzips his pants, eyes drinking in every inch of me. I bite my lip, excited to see if he’s right. Will it be too much? Is he too big?
“Don’t take them all the way off, we have to get back soon.”
He nods, and pushes his jeans down his thighs, his cock larger than I remember because it’s fully hard this time. Wrapping my hand around it makes him groan, but I’m trying to touch my fingers to my thumb, and I can’t.
Clearing my throat I confess, “I’ve never been with someone as big as you!” The length of veiny, silky smooth skin over a steeled shaft, I can’t stop staring. His fingers cover mine, the other hand pulling my chin up to meet his eyes.
“I’ll go slow.”
Suddenly I’m backed against a tree, and Sean is tugging my boots off. “Sorry but we’re not doing it doggie style the first time, so your jeans are coming off.”
“Why not doggie style?”
“I need to see your face, that’s why.”
He slides my jeans down, and I step out of them, socks still on. But he checks them for brambles, pats the ground under and around my feet. “All good,” he mutters.
Amused and impatient I pull on his pants next. “Yours, too. We’ll leave our shirts on since it’s cold.”
He eyes me. “Fuck the cold,” and strips completely naked.
“Oh my God,” I breathe. “Your body has changed so much since you first moved here.”
Uninterested in himself he comes close, sliding his hands under my shirt again, his pulsing erection grabbed and laid against my hip. “You’re keeping your Ciphers jacket on so we don’t rub your back to pieces, and I like feeling you up under your shirt out in the woods.”
“Like we’re not supposed to be doing this?”
His eyes sober up. “We’re not.”
I stare at him, mouth opening to ask if he’s sure about this, but he dives in and kisses me hard, the words stolen in an instant. Wrapping my arms around his neck I let him lift me up, hooking my legs behind him. Sean’s tongue strokes mine as he touches his cock’s tip against my opening. Our breaths become ragged as he slowly works it in, a little at a time, never stopping the kiss. It relaxes me to have us linked like this, his breath mixed with mine. I haven’t been with anyone in a long time, but with his patience I begin to yield to him, soften in my core. He pushes in deeper, hisses against my lips, cusses a few times and kisses me some more, beginning to rock back and forth to open me. The stretch of my walls when I’m this aroused is the best sexual feeling I’ve ever known.
Sean groans as I arch my back, forcing him to fuck me a little deeper. “Yeah Ceels, do that again.” I do and he winces. “So hot.”
We start to move faster, feel the ache and desperation to get closer, take us over. Callused fingers dig into my thighs, my hips as he manipulates them. I moan, “You’re so good,” and go rigid as the heat threatens to drown me.
“Enjoy it, Ceels. Let go. Relax, baby, I’ve got you.”
I start to shake. It’s resistance. But Sean won’t let me pull back inside my shell. “You’re so big, it’s amazing!”
He grips my head, searches my face, his lips parted and panting as he fucks me with such skill I whimper as my body gives in to his, lets him take me to that place I’ve never been from intercourse alone. My eyes are squeezed shut when I feel his mouth on mine, bending me to his will. Softening I wrap my arms around him and cry out as the heat grips me again. Each thrust, his cocks fills me so completely. He groans and stiffens. “I have to pull out.”
“I know.”
“It’s not because I don’t want to—”
“I know! It’s okay!’
Maybe it’s just me but there’s something about a man cumming that turns me on. To see him lose control, stroking himself just the right way like Sean is doing now while I hold onto him and avoid his lips so I can watch, it’s so exciting. Maybe because it’s strange, primal, and more than anything, private. Here I am, bearing witness. He laughs at my expression, shakes his head and mutters, “Every time I’ve been with someone, I used a condom. Never had anyone stare while I did this before.”
“I love it.”
The self-consciousness leaves his eyes and his handsome face becomes still. He swoops in for a kiss that knocks
