Oh my God…I wanted him so bad…
The doorbell sounded, and my body froze, my breathing heavy and rushed.
It was after ten pm.
Why was someone knocking on my door?
Panic replaced the desire coursing through me as the doorbell rang again. I hurried out of bed and down the stairs, wishing I had a dog right now.
Just relax. Maybe it’s Cliff.
Who else could it be?
I looked through the peephole, and my entire body relaxed.
It was Cliff.
And then a fire exploded inside me, as if a match struck gas, and my pussy throbbed.
I yanked the door open and there he stood, soaked wet, his dark eyes boring into mine.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t stop thinking about you. About us. About this.” He reached forward and pulled me into his arms, his clothes soaking my pajamas, as his lips found mine, desperate and needy.
I jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist as his hands slid beneath my ass and squeezed. He walked us into the cabin, kicking the door shut with his foot, as our mouths never left one another’s. We kissed and kissed, an addictive drink neither one of us could get enough of.
Our mouths moved together as one, nipping, tasting, licking, sucking.
I never wanted to stop.
CHAPTER FOUR
Cliff
I missed my dog something fierce. The loneliness was terrible. The days were long and the nights even longer.
I couldn't focus on work. I barely slept. And I couldn't stop thinking about Nellie. Beautiful Nellie.
I needed a distraction. And if it ended up being love? Then so fucking be it.
It was after ten o’clock at night when I stormed out of my cabin, but I couldn't wait any longer. I needed her.
Sheets of rain hit me sideways as I ran next door finding safety under her covered porch yet still soaked to the bone. As soon as she opened her door, I kissed her, like I had been dreaming of.
“Fuck, you taste so good.”
We kissed and kissed as I walked her into her living room, only separating when I placed her down on the couch gently.
I stood tall and held her gaze as I stripped off my jacket and t-shirt. Off came my boots and socks and next were my jeans, the thick fabric no longer hiding my hard on tucked beneath my boxers.
Nellie stared at me, her mouth half hanging open as she drank me in. “Damn,” she muttered under her breath.
I sat down beside her on the couch and pulled her into my lap, facing me. I kissed her softly at first, quickly gaining intensity, the attraction between us powerful and intense. She turned me on like no woman had before, and I couldn't wait to sink inside her and rip her pussy to shreds.
Nellie leaned back and lifted her pajama top over her head, tossing it to the side. No bra covered her pert ample breasts, the hard nipples begging to be sucked.
Her head fell back as my mouth found one nipple, my hand on the other.
I licked and sucked and played with her breasts, moving my mouth between the two. I kissed the soft spot in the middle of her chest, breathing in her scent and committing it to memory.