In the next seconds, Carson no longer cared what the right word was, because the feeling signaling his second eruption of the night was indescribable. He sucked in a ragged gulp of air and his drained muscles braced themselves for one more assault as his manhood swelled in preparation. It grew enough that Katie moaned around it before sliding her lips over the remaining length of his shaft until she had all of him trapped in her mouth.
“The… Oh!... Dammit!” He wanted to ensure Katie knew what was about to happen, but his ability to speak became a casualty of the flood of pleasure she created. He whipped his head back and forth, shaking water from it in a fruitless attempt to regain some semblance of self-control, but she was too good, and he was too far gone. With one final caress of her tongue across the underside of his rod, she triggered his orgasm.
The release was epic. He wanted to scream out, but every muscle in his body was too busy flexing and relaxing at random intervals that he couldn’t spare the energy. He bucked like a bull at a rodeo, but Katie stayed with him, wrapping her arms around his upper thighs and using her oral talents to draw every bit of pleasure from him. Carson rode the wave as long as he possibly could, unwilling to give up any of the crippling pleasure, until the orgasm ended abruptly and he collapsed into the corner, finally forcing Katie to break contact.
He sat there, his chest heaving, his mind reeling, until he could gather his thoughts enough to reach out to Katie, who was still kneeling in front of him. He had so many things he wanted to say to her, but right now he would settle for holding her and hope she would understand how he felt about this evening. She accepted his silent invitation and sat between his legs with her back against his upper body, allowing him to wrap his arms around her. They were silent for a minute, letting the warm stream of water pass over their intertwined bodies.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” she said without looking at him.
“Did I? That was amazing!” He could hear the slight slur of his words, the result of his outright exhaustion. “I’m not sure I have anything left for you, though.”
Katie shook her head. “No worries. I wanted to do that.”
“Well, I’ll be sure to make it up to you very soon, I promise.”
“Damn right you will.” She turned her head just enough so he could see the smile on her cheek. “But right now you seem awfully tired.”
Carson nodded before realizing she couldn’t see the gesture. “Yeah, I’m wrecked. It’s been a long evening.”
“I thought so. I think you should spend the night.”
Carson paused. He was concerned that, after everything that had happened tonight, spending the night might be rushing things, even though it would be smarter than him trying to drive home while so fatigued. “Are you sure it’s OK?”
Katie turned to face him fully. “It’s OK with me. I don’t make offers I don’t mean, and I know I can trust you. But,” she said, “if it’s an issue for you, I understand, and you can sleep in the guest room.”
He thought for a moment. Instinctively, he was a little nervous. A man accustomed to cautious analysis of just about everything he did, he’d taken several momentous leaps of faith with a woman he was only getting to know, and sleeping in her bed was yet another. But her expression was inviting and relaxed, and it gave him a level of comfort. Why not? You’ve made a couple good decisions tonight – keep it going. “No, it’s not a problem. In fact, I’m glad you asked.”
Her smile amplified. “I was hoping you’d say that.” She kissed him. “Let’s get to bed.”
In short order, they were out of the shower and drying off. Carson wondered what he was going to wear in bed – everything he owned was fairly sand-saturated – but, when he saw Katie climb under the covers in her birthday suit, he did the same. He pulled the covers over them both as she turned out the light and she snuggled right up into him, laying her head on his arm. Carson remembered some things were better than even the best sex.
“I’m glad you’re here,” she said very softly.
“I’m glad I’m here too,” he responded. He took in a breath, smelling the lovely scent of her hair and skin, and by the time he exhaled the last of it, he was fast asleep.
***
Katie woke first but did not open her eyes. She could hear Carson’s gentle breathing and feel his arm under her head. She let the events of the previous evening roll through her mind. A tiny smile came to her lips as she relived the raw emotion and passion they shared, but as she became fully alert, she remembered there was much more than great sex to the situation at hand.
She hadn’t intended to reach this point in the relationship so quickly, and hoped she hadn’t moved too fast. Surprised by his level of vulnerability at the beach – Katie couldn’t imagine having gone through what he’d described – she’d reached out in the only way she knew how, with affection. What started as comforting words led to physical touches, and from there it had been an easy jump to intimacy. In the heat of the moment it had felt right to her, and she suspected Carson felt the same way. But last night was then, and she knew he might wake up and resent her or think she had tried to replace his fiancée. The steady background rumble of the waves and the tiny stars dotting the sky had made for the perfect atmosphere, but they were now gone.
Carson was definitely right for her – she grew more certain of this every time they interacted. And it wasn’t
